Rent Again!

I can't wait for Rent! Trying to appreciate the songs from my copy of Rent's original recording, i've searched the net for a decent synopsis of the play. And i found the perfect one here (i have to warn you though of the site's horrible color scheme). Now, i listen to the whole soundtrack (with 42 songs) at least 3x a day! I wear earphones so don't be too sad for cube neighbors. ;) My favorite character is Angel, a very caring and kind screaming fag. He is so gay! I love his and his boyfriend's, Collins, duets. I'm sorry, am i alienating you with this talk? Wanna be able to relate? I'm sharing some of the songs in my yahoo briefcase. If you want access, just tell me. :D

forget regret, for life is yours to miss...

july 1995 - could have said what i mean a lot better and clearer november 1996- if only i didn't say no march 1998 - if only i said yes april 1999 - could have slapped you in the face and told you "what are still waiting for?" december 1999 - coz there was someone else in my mind february 2002 - if i settled for what you can offer january 2004 - if i did not end it now, if only we have more in common... no regrets, just lots of what if's...

ok, i give up!

i'm supposed to be rendering OT right now. and though i'm still stuck here in the office, alone, at this time, i haven't really been working. (heck, look, i'm blogging!) when it comes to programming, my brain is most effective between 9pm to 4am. too bad, our clients are not based on the other side of the world. anyway, that's why i'm here, trying to get some work done. it had been a while since i've rendered OT. not because i have nothing to do, but because there's nothing worth getting tired for. geeky as it may sound, i love programming. i love to challenge myself and see how far i can figure things out. but eversince i've started taking on PM work, i haven't got enough time to develop. dont get me wrong, i also like doing PM work... but it's not enough to "inspire" me to go to work. every morning, i have to drag myself just to get here. and i come here only looking forward to playing DOTA at the end of the day. i've assigned a project to myself, half-hoping i could save my "interests". but now that i'm done with the "challenging" (read: new stuff) parts, i'm getting bored again. and this is NOT the time to get bored, my project is due in 3 weeks! so now, i'm seriously doubting the career path i chose. however, this is the only thing i can do. i am not musically inclined, i'm not artistic... i can cook but my cooking is not exceptional... and to say that you dance for a living wouldnt sound so nice. only if i could make a living from eating, watching movies, videoke or playing video games...

five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes... how do you measure the life of a woman or a man?

They are making it to a movie! (At para kay mark, ayan, i'm linking it na. :p)I've never seen it on stage so i'm hoping the movie version will do it justice. After all, most of the original cast will be in the movie too. Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand Six Hundred Minutes Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand Moments So Dear Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand Six Hundred Minutes How Do you Measure - Measure A Year ? In Daylights In Sunsets In Midnights In Cups Of Coffee In Inches In Miles In Laughter In Strife In - Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand Six Hundred Minutes How Do You Measure A Year In The Life How About Love ? Seasons Of Love Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand Six Hundred Minutes Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand Journeys To Plan Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand Six Hundred Minutes How Do You Measure The Life Of A Woman Or A Man ? In Truths That She Learned Or In Times That He Cried In Bridges He Burned Or The Way That She Died It's Time Now To Sing out Tho` The Story Never Ends Let's Celebrate Remember A Year In The Life of Friends Remember The Love Measure In Love Measure Measure Your Life In Love Seasons Of Love ... - Rent

this could be a little freaky...

... but do you ever think about how you want to die? i've always hoped that when i die, i'll die young, meaning young enough to NOT have my own children yet. and if by some miracle, i finally have my own family, i hope that i'll die old enough to see my kids grow and have their own families. if you know me, you'll know my greatest dream is to be a home maker. and probably, it's because my mom was a plain good housewife and the 3 of us grew (well, you could make your own conclusion) loved, disciplined, independent and able to make our own decisions. and you can yell, "what the f***?! are you crazy?!" now, but i still want my kids to be just like me. i also want to die pretty... meaning when i die, i don't want to be burned, mutilated, bloated or any part of my body separated from the rest. maybe it would be great to die of natural causes, but that means i have to be really old. so if i have to die young, maybe a heart attack or something fast will be best. and i want to know when i'll die. i want to be prepared. i want to pick the clothes i'll wear in my funeral. i want to pick the flowers. i want to say goodbye. i want to apologize to people i've hurt. i want to say i love you to the people i love. and when i die, i want to be cremated, not buried. i'm not afraid to die. but i am really afraid of not knowing how i am going to die.