:: Tears of the Moon ::

:: Monday, August 30, 2004 ::

Well, I'm calmer now.

Had to suffer through thirty minutes of the shuttle ride fuming that my baon threw up inside my plastic bag thus soaking my newly bought book, almost getting to my color flags at work (good thing it was in a disposable cardboard box; it absorbed the sauce instead of the stuff inside), and ruining the new pillow I bought from this afternoon. I can only imagine how infuriated I would've been had it been the other blanket I brought along instead of the pillow.

Ruined!

There are so few things that I have a short fuse on. One of them's having my books ruined. Since my new book got splashed on, I was already pissed. And it wasn't ruined by water or somesuch. It was ruined by the sauce for my lunch: beef with potatoes and corn bits. Ie oily.

And the new pillow I was planning on using because I was going to work two hours before my shift and I wanted to take a nap was ruined too. I thought it might've been saved because it was wrapped in plastic. Yes, it was coated in beef sauce, but when I took out the pillow there were splotches smeared on one corner. Eau de beef for my pillow, yeah.

I got to work totally fuming. I took my lunch bag and washed it. I had tried to clean my hands using my handgel, but the beef smell still remained. Worse, it was still a bit oily. Next time I'm carrying alcohol in my bag.

Good thing I put the color flags in a disposable cardboard box that used to hold these eclair things last week. The box absorbed the oil, and not the stuff. The color flags were critical because we had a lot of newbies and they would need the thing for identification. If those were ruined, I'd've been beside myself.

So, I'm not going to take my nap. Our account manager/liaison type will be coming over tonight, which will totally stress us out (I think I felt pimples this afternoon. Gah).

I bought some leadership inspirational book thing (the one that got ruined-?) which I will be using for my two Coaches. I supervise one team of agents, and I'm 'buddied up' with two Coaches (not supervisors, but they also manage a team). I think it would be helpful. They each have different chapters. I'm thinking of giving them one chapter a week for them to read up on and review. I think it would be helpful.

:: D said @ 6:28 AM [+] ::
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Pride and Prejudice
Unearthed my copy of Pride and Prejudice from the library last week. It was a bit yellowed, and the cover's a bit cracked. I realize that I put my name and the year when I bought that book:

(My name)II-St AgnesSY 1994-1995

So, in commemoration of the ten-year anniv of one of my first serious forays into reading serious literature in my leisure time, I'm reading the book again. Incidentally, Theresa turned me on to that book.. I think it was one of our first bonding sessions: two geeks trading book interests. She lent me her copy of Pride and Prejudice and I lent her my copy of The Scarlet Pimpernel.
One thing I could say about the book is that Darcy's name is awful: Fitzwilliam. Yikes. No wonder they kept on referring him as "Darcy" or "Mr Darcy". Lol. But if he's rich and he looks like Colin Firth, hell, he could be named Kukamunga and I wouldn't mind calling him by his last name for the rest of his life. ;)
Ms T told me the school has a copy of the made-for-tv movie. If that's the one where Colin Firth is, I'm going to try to get a copy to watch.

Colin Firth.. and a possible movie marathon
Speaking of Colin Firth, I got to watch Girl With A Pearl Earring over the weekend. Again, Colin Firth (was tempted to go on a Colin Firth marathon with Bridget Jones' Diary, Shakespeare In Love, and Love Actually.. maybe one movie per day till I end the week. Hehe). The whole stoic-and-awkward look really works for him, since his eyes are so expressive. And it's so effective when he smiles because his characters do so very rarely. Show us those pearly whites, dammit!

So. Girl With A Pearl Earring. Very nicely made. The movie was shot like a painting all throughout. I understand Vermeer's big on lighting, and lighting effects on his work, and the director made use of that by keeping the film lighted like Vermeer's paintings. It was a jolt to see the painting with the maiden and the pitcher recreated in his studio. And, to see Scarlett Johanssen (sp?) pose like the painting. Very (wow!) lifelike. I could understand why the movie's so acclaimed. The whole thing looked like Vermeer's paintings come to life.
I've wanted a copy of that book for some time, just that a copy's so hideously expensive. And if I do get to have the money to buy, there's no copy to be found. So, I've resorted to going to specialty bookstores instead of National or Powerbooks.

The Client
Shopped in Greenhills with our clients. We have two, a man and a woman, staying for two weeks. The woman had been here the last time (Mindy!), so she knew what she wanted and where to get it. The guy (Jeff) was given a list by his fiancee to buy, for their wedding. Apparently they wanted to get pearl necklaces for their bridesmaids and whatnot, to wear, and also as keepsakes.
I was long overdue to buy a new bag, so I got one. And I was also long overdue for new sneakers, so I got a pair. Then I bought eyelash curler (rolleyes) and mascara, because I wanted to try out the makeup trick Z told me (it works).

They bought a lot of pearls (a lot). I imagine Bonnie'd be pleased (Jeff's gf).
SundayWent to mass after two weeks of not having gone. I missed it, and I remembered I was also overdue for a visit to Fr P. Sang at choir, had a good time. Then I got mom to go buy groceries; took some money from the ATM. I took some cash for my own junk.. got a lot of chips and cookies for a movie marathon. We're not getting Chips Ahoy! anymore, they taste like biscuits. We discovered this new brand called Keebler. My brother all but inhaled those cookies. Growing boy. Yeesh.

Monday
Visited school because of said appointment with Fr P. Got to talk to Ms Marco (she says hi, May). Apparently, Balanghai celebrated it's 10th year anniversary. They forgot to invite us (it's alright), but it was fun to watch Pia Marco somewhat laughingly mortified. She gave me a flyer instead, of the activities they're going to have for the next few Saturdays. Saw Ms T as well, coming out of the chapel. Got Stephen from the faculty. Apparently, Mondays is his no-classes day. All he had lined up were consultation classes and whatnot. Talked for a bit, then he took me to wait for my appointment. Funny, because Fr P was already talking to this girl, and another girl was waiting, then it was me. Skip said he hadn't been with Fr P for weeks, but since he has regular Med and Circle, it was alright. When Fr P came out, he and I harangued Stephen into getting inside because, as Fr P said, he was "always busy.. Hard to reach, this guy." Skip came out rolling his eyes at me, saying he was "unprepared". Lol. I took pity on him and bought him lunch. I figure, since it was my 'fault' he was ambushed for an SD with Fr P, then I owe him lunch or something. Not a biggie. Kim joined us, and told us stories of terrorizing her students. Shit, we're old. My classmates are 'Sir' and 'Miss' on campus. I am now actually an 'alumni' (cue creepy music)

Stephen
One thing I could say about Stephen is, I realize that I don't see Shi as The One for him. Yeah, I might be biased, because he's a really good friend and she's.. not. I could be biased also because I wanted him for my very good friend *coughMaycough*. I could also be biased because despite Shi being a classmate from Freshman to Soph year, and batchmate (NOT classmate) for Junior to Senior year) , I don't really 'know' her at all. She's this outsider, this person who wasn't part of the 'group' that I belonged to.. the group where Skip and May and I clicked and connected. And so it was with shock that we found out that he and Shi were together, when they didn't move in the same circles at all. I could say something along the lines of gold digger, but that'd just be spiteful and mean. It's not that. I think it's more than that. I think that, despite them having been together for close to five years, I don't think she's it for him. Hell, I've always thought that, privately, but that's mainly because I'm his friend and I don't like her as much as I would like for him to have a gf that he really deserves because he's such a good guy. Now I see it as more that, while he's enjoying having someone in his life to be with, it's not her that he's going to marry, if in case. And it's not just because I don't 'like' her. It's also because being his friend, I think he knows that it's not her he's waiting for. Sad, because I caught this when he made a casual comment on being celibate for the rest of his life. I was like, dude, aren't you with someone right now? He was smiling, but then I think it's in the casual comments that you get the most truth from.

:: D said @ 9:20 AM [+] ::
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