An Old Italian man lived alone in the country. He wanted to dig his
tomato garden, but it was very hard work as the ground was hard.
His only son, Vincent, who used to help him, was in prison. The old man
wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament.


Dear Vincent,
I am feeling pretty badly because it looks like I won't be able to
plant
my tomato garden this year. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a
garden plot. I know if you were here my troubles would be over. I know
you would be happy to dig the plot for me.

Love, Dad


A few days later he received a letter from his son.

Dear Dad,
Don't dig up that garden. That's where I buried the bodies.
Love, Vinnie

At 4 a.m. the next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived and dug
up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the
old man and left.

That same day the old man received another letter from his son.


Dear Dad,
Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That's the best I could do under
the circumstances.
Love you,
Vinnie

Oh my, it's been a while since I posted here. It's catching some molds.

Nothing much really happened this pass week. The same routine only this time with more work that had to be done and passed in the coming weeks. Well, I'm kinda excited with that. It's like waiting for a critically acclaimed movie.

Well what do we have here? Hmm, I think this is my need to list:

March 1 - Projective Report (Partner)
March 5 - Asian Civilization Report
March 15 - Projective Report (Client)
Almost the same time - Experimental Report
Almost the same time - Guidance Program

Did I miss something? Hmm.. Anyway, these are kinda fine except for the lab tests for that stupid frog and nuisance on the st benedict subject and philo subject. I can't believe I'm wasting 3 hours on mondays just to wait for a 1 hour class that talks about the lame benedictines.

Our maid that is now living the good life in Brunei just email last week and now replied again. I can't believe that she's so techy now. Hehehe.

Anyway, she mentioned in the letter that she remembers very well fattybear. Well, fattybear is my stuff toy since I was really young and I loved her so much. She is oozing of sentimental value even though she look ragged and old now. Our maid remembered that once my grandmother unintentionally sent the fattybear to Quezon province as a donation. I threw a really, really big tantrum and within a day or two, she was back.

I like putting sentimental value into things. I do not really care much of the financial value. Things that are expensive materially can be replaced, but things that have high sentimental value are irreplaceable.

Right now fattybear is in the closet, I can't let anymore dirt get caught in her fur. She's kinda dirty right now and I have been hesitant in bringing her to the cleaners. I kept on asking if she'll be safe in that turning machine. And sometimes I can worry so much that I do not want to have her cleaned by others. She has a small hole at the back already. I guess that's because I kept on hugging her.

I really need to hug her right now, it's been a while and she never fails to make me better. Kinda my positive energy producer.

"Dalhin mo ako sa iyong palasyo, maglakad tyo sa hardin ng yong kaharian, wala man akong pag-aari pangako kong habang buhay kitang pagsisilbihan oh aking prinsesa... Prinsesa...."

It may be cheesy and I think so too. In the telenovela, some poor guy and a rich girl or vice versa fell in love with each other and they have a love that defies all odds and in the end they made it.

It's rare these days. It may be mushy but I do think that this one of the sweetest romances. Nobody fights like them anymore, or even have the guts to start one. Sometimes just because by being so practical and liberal, we forget the basics. We forget that the love will always make you happy rather than material things. Of course, it is not to be taken literally that you starve to death and sings love will keep us alive.

I've bought a new phone for my sun sim. Finally. It's just a mid-price phone. Nokia 6070.

I still can't make a decision on what mobile phone to buy. I am torn between Nokia 6300 and nokia e50. 6070 is not bad as well. I want a light phone and will not exceed 15,000 php. I am not techy at all. I do not really use the camera and some other stuff in a mobile phone these days. I only text and call. That's all.

My mom likes to celebrate so she prepared for a simple celebration of chinese new year dinner. She bought some fresh sea food and brought out the old-style hotpot. I didn't know we had one. It uses coal! Haha. You must have been surprised. Well if you've been to parts of China where hotpots using coal is still popular, then you will not be.

Inis! I have 2 canker sores! Sh*t. I can barely eat and talk properlu for days now. I hate this. If this is not gone by tomorrow, I'll visit my e.n.t doctor to have it burnt.

Our philo prof is talking rubbish again. Talking about he's parents are apes, we have enormous mind power and their department's students have bended spoons. And I just kept on giggling there and I think it pissed him off! Hehehe. What the heck. I think he's trying to flunk me.

The thing is, I don't really mind them bending spoons, in fact, I don't mind them sitting there all their life and bend all the spoons in the world. It's just that there are more important things at hand and we should prioritize it. Before we start bending spoons and some ridiculous things like that, we should first be able to buy spoon! And that means also that we have food in our stomach and roof over our heads.

I think Philosophy is at its dying point. And believe me, it will not make a comeback.

I can't believe it! Country songs and singers won in the Grammy's! What the heck. Where are the real singers?? Just what we need, another one of those damn songs.

Well, like Homer Simpson said, it's not a real award.

Well, I got my first ill treatment of Sun Cellular and I'm not yet even using their service. I came to them to apply yesterday for the cheapest line, just so I'll have unlimited call and text. I gave them the proof of billing of my mastercard platinum.

The one I was assigned to go to was a bitch. Yup, I don't know why she's acting so bitchy, maybe she's annoyed that there's so many people. Anyway, She started processing my docs and application and said that it is still for approval. This is first time I didn't get approved right away! I mean the bank trusted me with a platinum card, why the hell they would doubt me for a 350 pesos plan??

My mom got annoyed and we opted to buy a prepaid sim.

Got this from the email.

> When things in your life seem
> Almost too much to handle,
> When 24 Hours in a day is not enough,
> Remember the mayonnaise jar
> And 2 cups of coffee.
>
> A professor stood before his philosophy class
> And had some items in front of him.
> When the class began, wordlessly,
> He picked up a very large
> And empty mayonnaise jar
> And proceeded to fill it with golf balls.
>
> He then asked the students
> If the jar was full.
> They agreed that it was.
>
> The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the
> jar.
> He shook the jar lightly.
> The pebbles rolled into the open
> Areas between the golf balls.
>
> He then asked
> The students again
> If the jar was full..
> They agreed it was.
>
> The professor next picked up a box of sand
> And poured it into the jar.
> Of course, the sand filled up everything else.
> He asked once more if the jar was full.
> The students responded
> With an unanimous
> "yes."
>
> The professor then produced
> Two cups of coffee from under the table
> And poured the entire contents
> Into the jar, effectively
> Filling the Empty space between the sand.
> The students laughed.
>
> "Now," said the professor,
> As the laughter subsided,
> "I want you to recognize that
> This jar represents your life.
> The golf balls are the important things -
> God, family, children, health,
> Friends, and Favorite passions --
> Things that if everything else was lost
> And only they remained,
> Your life would still be full.
>
> The pebbles are the other things that matter
> Like your job, house, and car.
>
> The sand is everything else --
> The small stuff.
>
> "If you put the sand into the jar first,"
> He continued,
> "there is no room for
> The pebbles or the golf balls.
> The same goes for life.
>
> If you spend all your time
> And energy on the small stuff,
> You will never have room for
> The things that are
> Important to you.
>
> So...
>
> Pay attention to the things
> That are critical to your happiness.
> Play With your children.
> Take time to get medical checkups.
> Take your partner out to dinner.
> Play another 18.
>
> There will always be time
> To clean the house
> And fix the disposal.
>
> "Take care of the golf balls first --
> The things that really matter.
> Set your priorities.
> The rest is just sand."
>
> One of the students raised her hand
> And inquired what the coffee represented.
>
> The professor smiled.
> "I'm glad you asked".
>
> It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem,
> there's always room for
> A couple of cups of coffee with a friend."

A lawyer opened the door of his BMW when suddenly a car came along and hit the door, ripping it off completely. When the police arrived at the scene, the lawyer was complaining bitterly about the damage to his precious BMW.

"Officer, look what they've done to my Beemer!", he whined.

"You lawyers are so materialistic, you make me sick!", retorted the officer, "you're so worried about your stupid BMW that you didn't even notice that your left arm was ripped off!"

"Oh my God!!!", replied the lawyer, "where's my Rolex??"

Oh I forgot to say another thing about the big brother thing. Meron daw cyang ka love team na pangit. Hahaha. Alam na rin ng friend ng sister ko. Scripted talaga.

When the first pinoy big brother came out, I said that it was scripted and they are no more than actors and actresses. My sisters wouldn't believe me.

Now the 2nd season is near and one of the close friend of my sister was picked to join. He did not really auditioned or something, he's really rich.

Well, I was surprised so I asked her what about his business and works? She answered that he will be out on the second week. Turns out it is scripted and it pre determined who gets to be booted out. Haha. Stupid people who really think that show is real life.

I am now also a environment freak. I am thinking of reusing, reducing and recycling everything I can lay my hands on. I have this thought of "sayang".

Well, it's kinda hard being like this and being O.C at the same time. I mean in printing something, I really have to make sure that it prints perfectly for the first time or I'll feel really bad for that piece of paper.

Now I was informed that plastic is deadly for the planet. So I'm supposed to not use plastic now?

I am officially obsessive compulsive. I spent my afternoon and evening sticking labels at the back of some cards we should be using for a project and filing up every clearbook I bought with hand outs for interpretation of tests. Things I should not necessarily do.

But I just have the compulsion to make it perfect. I had every card laminated, which is also not necessary. And I am already checking the tests my client had answered, all ahead of time.

Atleast it keeps me busy and keeps me from thinking bout some depressing thoughts, or the Philippines sinking because of global warming or some other people I'm missing.

A husband took his wife to play her first game of golf. Of course, the
wife promptly hacked her first shot right through the window of the
biggest house adjacent to the course. The husband cringed, "I warned
you to be careful! Now we'll have to go up there, find the owner,
apologize and see how much your lousy drive is going to cost us."

So the couple walked up to the house and knocked on the door. A warm
voice said, "Come on in." When they opened the door they saw the damage


that was done: glass was all over the place, and a broken antique bottle
was lying on its side near the pieces of window glass.

A man reclining on the couch asked, "Are you the people that broke my
window?"

"Uh...yeah, sir. We're sure sorry about that," the husband replied.

"Oh, no apology is necessary. Actually I want to thank you. You see, I'm
a genie, and I've been trapped in that bottle for a thousand years.

Now that you've released me, I'm allowed to grant three wishes. I'll
give you each one wish, but if you don't mind, I'll keep the last one
for myself."

"Wow, that's great!" the husband said. He pondered a moment and blurted
out, "I'd like a million dollars a year for the rest of my life."

"No problem," said the genie. "You've got it, it's the least I can do.
And I'll guarantee you a long, healthy life!"

"And now you, young lady, what do you want?" the genie asked.

"I'd like to own a gorgeous home complete with servants in every country
in the world," she said.

"Consider it done," the genie said. "And your homes will always be safe
from fire, burglary and natural disasters!"

"And now," the couple asked in unison, "what's your wish, genie?"

"Well, since I've been trapped in that bottle, and haven't been with a


woman in more than a thousand years, my wish is to have sex with your
wife."

The husband looked at his wife and said, "Gee, honey, you know we both
now have a fortune, and all those houses. What do you think?"

She mulled it over for a few moments and said, "You know, you're right.
Considering our good fortune, I guess I wouldn't mind, but what about
you, honey?"

You know I love you sweetheart," said the husband. I'd do the same for
you!"

So the genie and the woman went upstairs where they spent the rest of
the afternoon enjoying each other. The genie was insatiable. After
about three hours of non-stop sex, the genie rolled over and looked
directly into her eyes and asked, "How old are you and your husband?"

"Why, we're both 35," she responded breathlessly.

"No Kidding," he said,"Thirty-five years old.....and both of you still
believe in genies?"

Everyone acting like bitches and skanks today. I wonder why?

This is bullsh*t!!!!!!!

The unlimited texting of fee now of Globe is very unreasonable!!

I have enough photo copying this year. The manuals and hand outs for one our subject the needed to be photocopied was like half-ream thick. I had to stand up for 1 hour and do it myself in our office.

Doing mother nature some good by saving paper is not exactly easy. I used both sides of the paper so that there will be no waste. It would be a lot easier if I just used one side so I'll just press the button and change the paper. But no, I have to reverse the paper and use the other. Anyway it was over and I was happy that I saved some trees some being cut down.

Time for some sour graping. Maybe the asian tour was too expensive. Asian festival is fun too.

Oh what the heck.

What I am doing now is researching for that damn festival. I will not allow incompetence in my group.

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