wishful thinking

today, i got a new set of tasks from my client. he promised me before that i’d be writing something totally different, meaning it has nothing to do with playstation games whatsoever. sure thing, that made me excited.

when i arrived at the office today, i was curious to find out what that new task is. turns out, i’m going to write a sort of feature article of some of the major attraction cities in the US. one heck of a job right? i mean, i just returned from a brief vacation and having that short break only fueled my desire to have an even longer break, maybe out of town this time, who knows? and i here i am, writing about these famous tourist destinations and telling potential readers the best places to go in, say Beverly Hills or Miami, when I, myself, have never even been there yet. not only do i lack the means (right now, at least), but time is my biggest adversary as of the moment.

i guess i should quit procrastinating and return to writing my articles. cause then, i will not only be able to have a glimpse of places i’ve never been to, but also visit those that are so lovely and pristine, they existed only through the human process called imagination.

hell no!

I was fidgeting non-stop on my seat and everything in my body was feeling uncomfortable and achy. I guess it was time to take a short break from writing, and so I was browsing the internet for a while, in an effort to find anything amusing, or fun, or carefree – qualities that are so not reminiscent of my, er, new (and yet more cutthroat) task.

So, I took the liking into taking this rather funny quiz, which had me answer a series of questions about me and Ed, and us. They called it a “love compatibility test”. (Quite unnerving to put the fate of your relationship into the hands of the computer, huh?) And what’s even more amusing than the name of the quiz itself? Yes, the result that I got!

Twins, eh? Not really. We’re quite the opposite, in fact. But opposing ends really do attract, like magnets. What a lame simile that is! But we sort of complement each other, in a way. But, more often than not, we are surprised to find that we have just as much similarities as there are opposite qualities. I only wish science also has an equation to make something seemingly unrealistic as this become a fixed and static variable.

lost in space

I’m sick of complaining.

A few weeks back, I was complaining about this flu that I had. I was forced to take medicines that were, ironically enough, making me feel more ill. I guess that’s how the mind works. Taking all these medicines made me feel sorry about myself; it made me feel worse than I actually am. And yet, this week has been consistently wet. I’m honest to goodness wishing I’ll survive this one.

On another note, I did not hear anything back from my boss for almost a week. And I was complaining, no whining, about it. When he came back, I was bombarded with all these GTA IV Project that I had to work on for another couple of weeks. Oh, great!

But, I wasn’t totally doomed (thank god!). I was just overreacting (I think). He did grant me a couple of days vacation, apart from the usual vacation leave that I can avail of. How’s that for motivation? I only wish you could see the look on my face right now.

Life isn’t cruel after all. The next thing I have to worry about is when can I get the time to shop for anything to wear on that nice getaway. Sure thing, it’s my favorite kind of dilemma.

thoughts on “productivity”

Almost a week and still no new task. My co-worker thinks it is a good thing, something I should enjoy while it lasts. But I have a penchant for wanting to be productive at all times. I dread not having to do one thing for the entire day that would make me feel accomplished, however vague that might sound.

Should I go on a vacation leave? Feels more like it. However, the question of productivity arises again. Then, I’d be guilt-stricken that I would be more than happy to deprive myself of the opportunity to unwind and “have a break”, so to speak.

What about me writing this blog? I don’t even think having this written down would change the world even in the littlest way. Some of you who might be reading this would deem it a total waste of time. Oh great, I shouldn’t really be bringing up the idea of “productivity” into question. Its too vague of a concept to deal with and I’m still sitting on this plastic mono bloc chair.