<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8282903</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:03:08.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>comfort in your strangeness</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldatjazz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8282903/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldatjazz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jazzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/jazzy0401/sijazjadedna.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8282903.post-110417782042336097</id><published>2004-12-28T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T04:03:40.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday galore</title><content type='html'>merry merry christmas  and a happy new year to everyone! =D
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8282903-110417782042336097?l=alldatjazz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldatjazz.blogspot.com/feeds/110417782042336097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8282903&amp;postID=110417782042336097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8282903/posts/default/110417782042336097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8282903/posts/default/110417782042336097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldatjazz.blogspot.com/2004/12/holiday-galore.html' title='holiday galore'/><author><name>jazzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/jazzy0401/sijazjadedna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8282903.post-110114343161869571</id><published>2004-11-23T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T04:46:39.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ponderings..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;"everybody's changing and i don't feel the same..." &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8282903-110114343161869571?l=alldatjazz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldatjazz.blogspot.com/feeds/110114343161869571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8282903&amp;postID=110114343161869571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8282903/posts/default/110114343161869571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8282903/posts/default/110114343161869571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldatjazz.blogspot.com/2004/11/ponderings.html' title='ponderings..'/><author><name>jazzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/jazzy0401/sijazjadedna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8282903.post-110032134863506830</id><published>2004-11-13T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T23:48:56.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the others</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my gosh. there were a lot of them. mostly bald guys, a few girls and the like. and they all know each other. imagine only &lt;em&gt;me, joey, rex, jencarps&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;em&gt; she&lt;/em&gt; in a block section! (para kmeng i-reg students!) and they think we're all veterans and oh-so techie. haha. still, at least im not alone. it lessens the feeling of being OP. well, it's just the first day of product training. i guess their harmless. and to heck with them anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ughh. &lt;em&gt;em-j's&lt;/em&gt; right. i too miss the good ol days... ='C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I MISS YOU GUYS! sobra. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;macky. jenny. pao-pao. carlo. em-j.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(with all your wisecracks, pranks and sometimes even the continuous badgering..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mmmwaaah to aLL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyways....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we had no work the other night. i was planning to do a lot of stuff with me, myself and i so i can unwind and get some rest. that was why i declined my friends' invitation &lt;em&gt;(or persuasion? coercion? or just plain guilt-trip? haha)&lt;/em&gt; to go drinking at &lt;em&gt;rex's&lt;/em&gt; place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you see...i haven't watched tv for the longest time. i don't think i would even recognize the new actors and stars nowadays. and i miss the music videos. &lt;em&gt;jade&lt;/em&gt; and i are also the only ones who haven't finished benj's &lt;em&gt;angels and demons&lt;/em&gt;..which even my dad had read, along with the rest of my family. and to think he didn't even give any &lt;em&gt;harry potter&lt;/em&gt; book a second chance! there's also abby's &lt;em&gt;shopaholic takes manhattan&lt;/em&gt;. il return it soon bb! and then ching's getting mad at me coz i still haven't watched &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;windstruck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and she needs to return the dvd already. my siblings adored it coz it's a korean flick also starred by pretty girl &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ji-hyun jun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.kfccinema.com/reviews/comedy/sassy/sassy.html"&gt;my sassy girl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. so, that's it. my night is fully-booked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;or so i thought. after a few minutes of blog hopping and finding song urls for our newly-installed COOL website music player (the script &lt;em&gt;joey &lt;/em&gt;and&lt;em&gt; i&lt;/em&gt; "borrowed" from our L2 friends ;D...), i was already battling with mr. sandman. i tried to stay awake but my efforts were in vain. i dozed off for a few minutes, planning to wake up at dawn. but sleep was like a drug. beckoning me to have some more. thus, i woke up late the next day. and i say to myself...what the f**?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so i thought of making good use of my remaining hours before work. i have to pay my globe bill (well, at least half of it..) just to avoid a freakin' disconnection and maybe watch a movie with some friends. but apparently there was no planning and no texts messages received and it didn't push through &lt;em&gt;(right, em-j?)&lt;/em&gt;. also, it was cold and raining. such a nice time to stay under the covers. ugghh. i guess in the end i just spent quality time with my bed. &lt;em&gt;darn it.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8282903-110032134863506830?l=alldatjazz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldatjazz.blogspot.com/feeds/110032134863506830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8282903&amp;postID=110032134863506830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8282903/posts/default/110032134863506830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8282903/posts/default/110032134863506830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldatjazz.blogspot.com/2004/11/others.html' title='the others'/><author><name>jazzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/jazzy0401/sijazjadedna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8282903.post-109986840199835514</id><published>2004-11-08T06:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T13:07:24.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>night out with the beautiful ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v81/iamjaded/blog_wpaonphil.jpg"&gt;
    &lt;br&gt;           phil's birthday =D 

(paoski, bdae girl and me...maan, go home na..we miss u!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8282903-109986840199835514?l=alldatjazz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldatjazz.blogspot.com/feeds/109986840199835514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8282903&amp;postID=109986840199835514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8282903/posts/default/109986840199835514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8282903/posts/default/109986840199835514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldatjazz.blogspot.com/2004/11/night-out-with-beautiful-ones.html' title='night out with the beautiful ones'/><author><name>jazzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/jazzy0401/sijazjadedna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8282903.post-109956312921748085</id><published>2004-11-04T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T18:20:33.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at the brink of insanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v81/iamjaded/insaniquarium_60x40.jpg"&gt;      aside from blogging and trying to decipher html codes, another enthralling pastime is this fish.  people have been enslaved by the magic of this game.  a lot have tried to resist but to no avail.  i was also a victim. a hopeless one among many others.  but no regrets though.    the exhilaration it brings is worth it.  try it and be captivated. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8282903-109956312921748085?l=alldatjazz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldatjazz.blogspot.com/feeds/109956312921748085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8282903&amp;postID=109956312921748085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8282903/posts/default/109956312921748085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8282903/posts/default/109956312921748085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldatjazz.blogspot.com/2004/11/at-brink-of-insanity.html' title='at the brink of insanity'/><author><name>jazzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/jazzy0401/sijazjadedna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8282903.post-109944419222547064</id><published>2004-11-03T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T13:19:22.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do you believe in ghosts?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2217/640/TRUE%20bLOG%20CALVIN.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2217/320/TRUE%20bLOG%20CALVIN.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;the adorable calvin and hobbes..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8282903-109944419222547064?l=alldatjazz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldatjazz.blogspot.com/feeds/109944419222547064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8282903&amp;postID=109944419222547064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8282903/posts/default/109944419222547064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8282903/posts/default/109944419222547064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldatjazz.blogspot.com/2004/11/do-you-believe-in-ghosts.html' title='do you believe in ghosts?'/><author><name>jazzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/jazzy0401/sijazjadedna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8282903.post-109944192703342158</id><published>2004-11-03T08:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T07:17:00.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>six feet under...and what joy it brings</title><content type='html'>happy all souls day.  i wonder why happy?  such a weird greeting when it
reminds us that many people are dead.  maybe this means that all the
souls are happy every halloween because know they are the greater source
that influence the members of their clan to get together. one way or another.
hehe.  even for just a short time and amongst burning candles, over-fragrant
flowers and tons of home-made delicious food.

this has always been the case with my family.  it has been our tradition
to visit the resting place of my lolo isidoro every all souls day in
binangonan, rizal.  my sisters and i always try to make up excuses not
to go because of the long trip and the feeling of just wasting our
precious vacation time.  (how mean of us..i know..)  but of course in
the end, my mom and some unknown force always prevail.

we know we really have to go this year.  we are visiting not only my
lolo but also my uncle who passed away just a few months ago. they said
that my uncle has always been the black sheep of the family.  he left
home and my lolo has always been mad at him.  but when my lolo died, i
know my uncle has already been forgiven.  and now their tombstones lay
side-by-side.  six feet under, and at peace with each other at last.

quite a family reunion for me.  i get to be with my titas,titos and
lola.  i get to meet my cousin's new wife.  and his toddler daughter
naiza.  and then more cousins.  or so i thought.  coz i just found out
that my cousins gerald and keanna are really not my cousins at all. 
they are my nephew and niece.  their mom is my first cousin pala. so
that already makes me their tita. wow, imagine me an auntie!  i feel so
old. hehe.

&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v81/iamjaded/blog_cuz.jpg"&gt;
with niece keanna &amp; nephew gerald =D


anyway, one of the best parts of this social event was the food.  lola's
ginatang bilo-bilo was the specialty of the day. aside from that, there
was pansit, tilapya, palitaw, puto,and other filipino foods. but of
course, mom's non-native carbonara was also on top of the list.  we ate
til we cant't speak no more.  after that we rested, looked around the
cemetery and prayed for my lolo and uncle's eternal repose.  and then it
was time to go.  but due to lola's insistence, before we left, we ate
some more.  and there was still pabaon from her on the way home. lola's
a real gem. (she so sweet and honest..after a hug and a pinch in our
tummys, she proudly calls us her "gwapas");D      

well, i had a great time this year.  we did a lot of catching up with
our relatives. we shared a lot of stories. took care of the little ones.
pigged-out together.  even played with the burning candles on lolo's
tomb. i know my sisters had fun also. i guess we just always forget how
we truly enjoy these gatherings.  maybe after noting it down, we will
remember not to make excuses again for the next coming years.  so,to the
generations of children, to the dead and the living, a toast to our
family's tradition.  happy halloween.




&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8282903-109944192703342158?l=alldatjazz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldatjazz.blogspot.com/feeds/109944192703342158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8282903&amp;postID=109944192703342158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8282903/posts/default/109944192703342158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8282903/posts/default/109944192703342158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldatjazz.blogspot.com/2004/11/six-feet-underand-what-joy-it-brings.html' title='six feet under...and what joy it brings'/><author><name>jazzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/jazzy0401/sijazjadedna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8282903.post-109937879905333967</id><published>2004-11-02T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T15:00:58.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha..i guess i'm delirium! ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://www.users.drew.edu/jleto/endless/"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.users.drew.edu/jleto/endless/delirium.jpg" ALT="I'm Delirium!" BORDER="0"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;font face="courier new" size="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.users.drew.edu/jleto/endless/"&gt;Which Member of the Endless Are &lt;i&gt;You&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8282903-109937879905333967?l=alldatjazz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldatjazz.blogspot.com/feeds/109937879905333967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8282903&amp;postID=109937879905333967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8282903/posts/default/109937879905333967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8282903/posts/default/109937879905333967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldatjazz.blogspot.com/2004/11/hahai-guess-im-delirium-d.html' title='haha..i guess i&apos;m delirium! ;D'/><author><name>jazzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/jazzy0401/sijazjadedna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8282903.post-109926998790317385</id><published>2004-11-01T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T14:39:27.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uprising SUN..</title><content type='html'>yahoo!  i got my second phone at last!  eventhough it's only 3315, i love it coz it's brand new.  for real this time.  haha.  after almost being conned into buying a second hand delapidated nokia with angel acetate and neon green backlight being passed off as brand new... what a nightmare!

anyway, enough of that.  i just want to share my excitement..i just got connected to sun and its true!  you can make unlimited calls and texts to other sun people as long as you have the 24/7 promo activated in your sun sim.  most of my friends also have two phones like me for easy access to all networks.  i  think it's a great idea to save money from our phoneline bills. so, to all my other friends out there..try it out and see for yourselves how convenient and fun it is to communicate with everyone! =D 

(note: this is not a paid advertisement..) haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8282903-109926998790317385?l=alldatjazz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldatjazz.blogspot.com/feeds/109926998790317385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8282903&amp;postID=109926998790317385' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8282903/posts/default/109926998790317385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8282903/posts/default/109926998790317385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldatjazz.blogspot.com/2004/11/uprising-sun.html' title='uprising SUN..'/><author><name>jazzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/jazzy0401/sijazjadedna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8282903.post-109899364017986746</id><published>2004-10-29T03:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T15:05:04.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for the nth time</title><content type='html'>i was quite pissed off last wednesday.  we were told that our new  
shift for the next few weeks will start from 10pm to 7am.  i woke 
up late so i hurriedly took a cab eventhough my money is not 
enough to last me til next payday.  i arrived 5 minutes early, only 
to find out from joey that our schedule was really 11pm to 8am. 
and it was for accent training.  still.  the product training was 
moved to nov12.  darn it.  i was more than an hour early.  and the 
cab i rode has already been calibrated.  so i wasted an enormously 
huge amount of my much needed dinero.  to top it all, i have to 
undergo accent neutralization and mavis beacon for the nth time.  
ughh. 


how could they not inform us of this change beforehand?  well, i 
guess i'm still lucky compared to my friends macky, jenny and mia.
after coming in early at six in the morning, they were asked to go 
home and come back that same night because there was a mix-up.
as with us, their schedule was not for product but still for accent 
training.  just a slight miscommunication for the managers.  but a 
huge inconvenience for these agents who wasted their money, 
time, energy and much longed-for sleep just to go to work right on 
their "supposed" schedule. 


but i guess everything still worked out for the best.  for the 
meantime that is.  i'm not saying that just because i don't want 
to turn this into an angst page.  you see, as most of us L1s were
back to our former night shift, we get to stay together and work
with almost the same group that we were comfortable with before.
plus, add to that an exceptional trainer who can hopefully manage 
to handle us and alleviate our boredom until the full duration of 
this training.  and as far as i've noticed, minus most of the 
power-trippers who used to clutter our floor before.  but sadly, 
without our L2 friends though... well, at least we still get to 
see carLo, em-j and pao-pao before our shift ends in the morning.
=D i guess that's better than nothing. 


we also got the chance to talk to professor X and lo and behold, 
he gave us what we wanted.  a modified schedule and a set of 
activities we adore but at the same time somehow conducive to our
learning. (you know...english movies, net surfing and funstuff;p).  
basically, he considered our appeal to be heard so i really think 
professor X is not just plain stunning looks and richard gere 
charisma...i feel like he's really listening to us and his concern for 
our happiness and company satisfaction seems genuine enough for 
me.  (but as most of my friends say, i'm a bit gullible.  so i'm just 
praying that everything he told us is true and not just bullshit like 
those promises once made also by others in high position like him).

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8282903-109899364017986746?l=alldatjazz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldatjazz.blogspot.com/feeds/109899364017986746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8282903&amp;postID=109899364017986746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8282903/posts/default/109899364017986746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8282903/posts/default/109899364017986746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldatjazz.blogspot.com/2004/10/for-nth-time.html' title='for the nth time'/><author><name>jazzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/jazzy0401/sijazjadedna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8282903.post-109513751033158016</id><published>2004-09-14T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T01:40:24.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a song for our confusion...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Woke up this morning&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I was staring at the ceiling cracks&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And the roadmaps and landscapes and highways
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I have seen&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I have been to places&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Far and deep in my mind&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Only to find&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Comfort in your strangeness&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Of moving shadows&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;When i call the wind by name&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Singing ether water fire &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Singing earth singing air
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I have seen&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I have been to places&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Far and deep in my mind&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Only to find&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Comfort in your strangeness&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We are slaves to the crimes we commit&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;In fits of passion we shame&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We are nothing we are nothing&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We are nothing we are nothing but
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The dust on your feet&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Dying to be born again&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Singing ether water fire&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Singing earth singing air
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I have seen &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I have been to places&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Far and deep in my mind&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Only to find&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Comfort in your strangeness&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8282903-109513751033158016?l=alldatjazz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldatjazz.blogspot.com/feeds/109513751033158016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8282903&amp;postID=109513751033158016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8282903/posts/default/109513751033158016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8282903/posts/default/109513751033158016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldatjazz.blogspot.com/2004/09/song-for-our-confusion.html' title='a song for our confusion...'/><author><name>jazzy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v509/jazzy0401/sijazjadedna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
