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pixeloo

January 19, 2009

   wow. talk about talent. got this from pixeloo. i forgot to get his/her blog’s url. here’s one of his/her works.

 

he/she did this just using Photoshop. wow!

here’s a closer look! Jessica Rabbit never looked so good!

 

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stuff on guy’s minds..

January 17, 2009

love it. just a repost..this was taken out of a guy friend’s blog. good stuff..

At last a guy has taken the time to write this all down.
Finally, the guys’ side of the story. (I must admit, it’s pretty good.)

We always hear “the rules” From the female side. Now here are the rules from the male side. These are our rules!

Please note… these are all numbered “1″ ON PURPOSE!

1. Men ARE NOT mind readers.
1. Learn to work the toilet seat. You’re a big girl. If it’s up, put it down.We need it up, you need it down. You don’t hear us complaining about you leaving it down.
1. Sunday sports. It’s like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be.
1. Shopping is NOT a sport And no, we are never going to think of it that way.
1. Crying is blackmail.
1. Ask for what you want. Let us be clear on this one: Subtle hints do not work! Strong hints do not work! Obvious hints do not work! Just say it!
1. Yes and No are perfectly Acceptable answers to almost every question.
1. Come to us with a problem only If you want help solving it. That’s what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.
1. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a problem. See a doctor.
1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 Days.
1. If you won’t dress like the Victoria’s Secret girls, don’t Expect us to act like soap opera guys.
1. If you think you’re fat, you probably are. Don’t ask us.
1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one.
1. You can either ask us to do something Or tell us how you want it done. Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.
1. Whenever possible, Please say whatever you have to say during commercials.
1. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do we.
1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings. Peach, for example, is a fruit, not A color.  Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.
1. If it itches, it will Be scratched. We do that.
1. If we ask what is wrong and you say “nothing,” We will act like nothing’s wrong. We know you are lying, but it’s just not worth the hassle.
1 . If you ask a question you don’t want an answer to, Expect an answer you don’t want to hear.
1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear Is fine…Really
1. Don’t ask us what we’re thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as baseball, the shotgun formation, or golf.
1. You have enough clothes.
1. You have too many shoes.
1. I am in shape. Round IS a shape! 

 Thank you for reading this. Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight; But did you know men really don’t mind that? It’s like camping.

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ronnie.. rickets? nah.. ronnie winter pwede pa.. heehee

nothing interesting. reading up on Harry Potter. just finished with The Sorcerer’s Stone. my fave line: “Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itself” << was by Dumbledore, about calling Voldemort by his name. Cool. <<;

hmm. cvn yesterday was down. hmp. today, good so far.

anyway, the reason for the title of this post? si marco kasi, binansagan ako ng ronnie rickets. adik lang eh. hehe.

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just got back from my restday

January 16, 2009

 hi! my restday was restful. lol. my hunnie surprised me by coming over before his shift started, on both days. aww. so sweet. hehe.

late na naman ako for 30mins, my gad. but as usual, im so pretty tlga. hahaha. im jst my own personal cheerleader. hehe. and my cvn is running okei. hope this lasts for the whole day.

am currently reading Harry Potter, for lack of anything else better to do. and discovered this funny and educational site >> www.cracked.com, given by Marco. <<; and i just signed up for Facebook. another networking site pero astig. 5 thumbs up. hehe.

oh well, gotta get back to work. mwuah. finally got this family pic.

 

 

 

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petix mode..to the highest level

January 12, 2009

saya lang ng shift ko, super. hehe. although incentive is out of the question because of the panget na conversion. most kasi ng calls either service or shopping. swerte mo nlng kung makakuha ka ng sales call.

grabe yesterday. sama tlga ng pakiramdam ko. food poisoning. my gad! dahil sa tahong na kinain ko nung morning as my brunch. hindi na daw sariwa sabi ng aking dear mom nung pgkauwi ko. i was like, “i know ma. i was puking my guts out all over the floor kanina. duh.” and it was 1am. so shoot me. ~~,

life is good. no it’s great. hehe. so happy.

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irate agent? stupid customer?

January 6, 2009

This has to be one of the funniest things in a long time. I think this guy should have been promoted, not fired.

This is  a true story from the WordPerfect Helpline, which was transcribed from a recording monitoring the customer care department. Needless to say the Help Desk employee was fired; however, he/she is currently suing the WordPerfect organization for ‘Termination without Cause.’

Actual dialogue of a former WordPerfect Customer Support employee. (Now I  know why they record these conversations!):

Operator:         ‘Ridge Hall, computer assistance; may I help you?’
Caller:              ’Yes, well, I’m having trouble with WordPerfect.’
Operator:         ‘What sort of trouble??’
Caller:              ’Well, I was just typing along, and all of a sudden the words went away.’
Operator:         ‘Went away?’
Caller:              ’They disappeared.’
Operator:         ‘Hmm. So what does your screen look like now?’
Caller:              ’Nothing.’
Operator:         ‘Nothing??’
Caller:              ’It’s blank; it won’t accept anything when I type.’
Operator:         ‘Are you still in WordPerfect, or did you get out??’
Caller:              ’How do I tell?’
Operator:         ‘Can you see the ‘C: prompt’ on the screen??’
Caller:              ’What’s a sea-prompt?’
Operator:         ‘Never mind, can you move your cursor around the screen?’
Caller:              ’There isn’t any cursor; I told you, it won’t accept anything I type.’
Operator:         ‘Does your monitor have a power indicator??’
Caller:              ’What’s a monitor?’
Operator:         ‘It’s the thing with the screen on it that looks like a TV. Does it have a little light that tells you when it’s on??’
Caller:               ‘I don’t know.’
Operator:          ’Well, then look on the back of the monitor and find where the power cord goes into it. Can you see that??’
Caller:              ’Yes, I think so.’
Operator:         ‘Great. Follow the cord to the plug, and tell me if it’s plugged into the wall.
Caller:              ’Yes, it is.’
Operator:         ‘When you were behind the monitor, did you notice that there were two cables plugged into the back of it, not just one??’
Caller:               ‘No.’
Operator:          ’Well, there are. I need you to look back there again and find the other cable.’
Caller:               ‘Okay, here it is.’
Operator:          ’Follow it for me, and tell me if it’s plugged securely into the back of your computer.’
Caller:               ‘I can’t reach.’
Operator:          ’OK. Well, can you see if it is??’
Caller:               ‘No.’
Operator:          ’Even if you maybe put your knee on something and lean way over??’
Caller:               ‘Well, it’s not because I don’t have the right angle – it’s because it’s dark.’
Operator:          ’Dark??’
Caller:               ‘Yes - the office light is off, and the only light I have is coming in from the window.’
Operator:           ‘Well, turn on the office light then.’
Caller:               ‘I can’t.’
Operator:          ’No? Why not??’
Caller:               ‘Because there’s a power failure.’
Operator:           ‘A power …. A power failure? Aha. Okay, we’ve got it licked now. Do you still have the boxes and manuals and packing stuff that your computer came in??’
Caller:               ‘Well, yes, I keep them in the closet.’
Operator:           ‘Good. Go get them, and unplug your system and pack it up just like it was when you got it. Then take it back to the store you bought it from.’
Caller:                ’Really? Is it that bad?’
Operator:           ‘Yes, I’m afraid it is.’
Caller:                ’Well, all right then, I suppose. What do I tell them??’
Operator:           ‘Tell them you’re too stupid to own a computer!!!’

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red-letter day

January 5, 2009

waah. finally. it came. nakahinga rin ng maluwag. damn fetish.

anyway. haay. ang gulo ng buhay ko ngayon. well actually, ako tlga ung magulo. haha. so anung bago? hindi naman ako na-late. aga ko nga eh. traffic na kasi start na ng pasukan but still, >45mins ung travel time ko. astig. was listening to my mp3 player while on the road. this song “caught my ear”:

No sir, well I don’t wanna be the blame, not anymore
It’s your turn, so take a seat we’re settling the final score
And why do we like to hurt, so much?

I can’t decide
You have made it harder just to go on
And why, all the possibilities where I was wrong

That’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa
That’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa
I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating
And that’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa

I wonder, how am I supposed to feel when you’re not here
Cause I burned every bridge I ever built when you were here
I still try holding onto silly things, I never learn
[1]
Oh why, all the possibilities I’m sure you’ve heard

That’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa
That’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa
I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating (beating)
And that’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa

Hey, make your way to me, to me
And I’ll always be just so inviting
[2]
If I ever start to think straight
This heart will start a riot in me
Let’s start, start, hey!

Why do we like to hurt so much?
Oh why do we like to hurt so much?

That’s what you get when you let your heart win! Whoa
That’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa
That’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa

Now I can’t trust myself with anything but this
And that’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa
 

title of the song is That’s What You Get by Paramore. it so aptly describes ung naging situation ko with Andie’s dad. during[1] and after the break-up[2]. kinda silly for me to be affected by this. i know it has been more than 1 year since we’ve spoken to each other face-to-face. pero eto pa rin me. i remember the boy and i still remember the feeling. ouch.

going back. panget na naman ng stats ko today. hmmp. puro shopping. di ko tuloy ma-feel ung pagiging sales agent ko. haay.

 

and im harboring some ill-will towards my mom. sama kong anak, i know. but i cant help but feel cheated out of my salary. i mean ako etong nagpapakapagod tapos siya di man lang maasikaso ung dinner and breakfast ko. i mean she still expects me to fend off for myself. sabi pa niya, “malaki ka na, anung gusto mo mangyari? baby-hin ka pa?” damn. para saan pa na kasama ko siya sa bahay, right? i know na malaki ang utang na loob ko sa kanya pero kahit na noh. i mean, ako na nga tong nag-sshoulder ng lahat ng expenses. as in lahat, ultimo baon ng kapatid ko sa skul, gatas ng bunso namin, necessities ng baby ko. i mean, hellow! cut me some slack here, will you?! syet. natetempt tuloy akong kunin ung advice ng mga friends ko na “maglayas, humanap ng sariling matitirhan, humanap ng yaya for my baby at kunin ang atm sa kanya”. paksyet tlaga. naiinis tuloy ako. di na nga ako kumakain ng maayos dito sa opis dahil PHP120 lang binibigay niyang baon. kasi pati atm ko, siya naghahawak eh. haay.

aun.

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bagsak na naman..

January 4, 2009

tae. bagsak na naman ang conversion ko. 20%. amp. pano pa kaya makakaincentive nito. at appraisal ko na sa 15. waah!! mareregularize pa kaya ako. ?? hindi ko pa nga naasikaso ung back pay ko sa cvg at tp. haay. kapagod. badtrip.

conversion. yan ang kumbaga fuel naming mga agents, sa mata ng mga supervisors. xempre nasa sales kami. kailangan nagcoconvert ka. calls into sales. pag hindi, tigok! may sup nga dito na nagteterminate tlaga ng agent pag less than 50% ang EOD cvn mo eh. literally hell on earth. pag mataas cvn mo, mas tatagal ka sa floor. other than that petix mode. kung wla ka paki sa stats mo. which i am. kung hindi lang ako nahihya mag-turnover ng daily tracker na may tumataginting na 20% cvn. heehee.

haay. have to close my eyes for a moment. i feel a migraine coming. damn.

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