upgrades!

We went to a nearby mall to do some canvassing for a new PC. I will give my old one to my sis since she will most probably do a home-based work. We went to this area where we usually buy all our pc and tech gadgets and I was left in awe when I saw the units and most especially the prices. The generic ones that am looking for were now all gone and had been replaced by the branded ones that packs quite a punch. Having all those muscle power comes with some seriously, seriously steep price! I was planning to buy a intel core 2 duo pc with some serious graphix punch as I will be experimenting on adobe lightroom for this photography and photography blog. I mange to have a couple of leaflets and brochures but after I read their packages… well…. I was disappointed… disappointed because of either the price or the package itself. *sigh*. Hopefully I will find a decent price with an above average performance on the next couple of days…

still faceless?!

I finally found her! After days and nights of searchin, I finally found the faceless femme and she is in the place that I least expect her to be! She’s faceless no more but I’d like to keep her pen name as is. I bet you’re wondering how’d I knew that she was the one when I claim that she is faceless in my dreams. Well she was not totally faceless, I recognized her as I saw her here in the 3d world! She was all what I expected her to be here in the 3d world and she was the exact carbon copy of the one that was in my dream. What I felt for her in the dreamworld is the same as what am feeling every time I saw her, every time I have the opportunity for some quick and small talks. Each and every day, I am most looking forward to seeing her or just walking side by side. In a surreal turn of events, I managed to find out a couple of things about her including her name (her real name). My only wish now is that I can see her and talk to her on a continuous basis.

Daisuki da yo faceless femme!!!!!

I long for the day that I can call you mine!!!

the ordeal!! the ordeal!!!

I went to the dentist today for a new set of dentures as the one am wearing is now crappy. This is the second time that I went to a dentist and the first one went really, really well but for some reason, today’s visit was….. different. As the dentist called my name, I went in and sat on his dentist-ish chair. We were chattin and from my observation, this is his way to make the victims… eerrr patients feel at ease. I’ve no problem at all since this is my second session and we started the “tweaking process”. He pulled out my false teeth, a little touch here and there and voila! Afterwards he told me that he needs to clean and “restructure” the rest of my teeth needing some anesthesia to make them feel numb. Upon knowing this, I almost literally fainted! The dentist told me that I look like sh*t, like a half-dead something. I looked pale, like my blood was sucked out by a vampire. To put it simply – I did look like sh*t. after a couple of minutes or so, we resume the “massacre” but he told me that we’ll just skip the anesthesia part and just rake my teeth out. And so it was done – at one corner, a set of life-reducing and pain-inflicting dentist-ish tools and on the other side was a helpless and lifeless sets of teeth. The ordeal wasn’t so bad for I have a high threshold for pain. The “operation” went for more than 60 minutes and pppoooofff!! We are done! I still have to go back this coming Thursday for my new set of dentures to be put on m rotten mouth!

Note: am only doing this so I can have my dentures fixed for free! Yep! Accenture will pay for my brand spankin new dentures!

a visit – the second coming

Last night, I dreamt about this very mysterious girl whom I love so much (well… am assuming based on my dream). This is the second time that she visited me and the feeling just keeps on getting bigger and bigger. To my surprise, this girl was not the jennesis nor the photographer and not even the sampaguita. I don’t remember anything about her other that she’s shorter than me (in terms of height) thus I’ll be quoting her in this post as the faceless femme.

I had the most wonderful dream and it didn’t bother me if I never woke up again. It’s kinda hard to explain how I felt and what am feeling right now. After a long while, the faceless femme let me felt how good it is to be embraced by someone. To know that someone’s always there for you. Someone that made you feel that you are significant, that you are loved. The dream that I had lasted for only a couple of hours (roughly 3 hours to be more precise) and this might sound as a cliché but those 3 hours felt like eternity. Never did I think of waking up and leaving her… I soooooo wanna meet this faceless femme here in the 3d world but until then, I can only wait in the dreamland until we finally meet again and finally know her name and who she really is…

Aaaahhhhhhhh!!! My mind is going crazy right now!!! Am looking forward meeting you again tonight my faceless femme.

meeting with the photographer

last Sunday, the photographer and I finally see eye to eye. But before that, let us trace back the things that led to a series of unfortunate events.

Before I leave the office each and everyday, I make it a point to call her and talk to her since am so bored here. The last time we talked, she asked me to accompany her to this church thing entitled PREX. It’s basically a whole day event worth of talking to the pastor and reflecting. Eh?!?! I know that you must be laughing your assess off right now. How can a self-proclaimed devil go to such gathering?! I dunno if she just don’t get it or I dunno… she was very persistent in pursuing me but never did I fold until she finally gave up. I thought that my ordeal was over until she uttered the words “come to church with me this sunday”. I was like “wat da pak!?”. Are you sh**tin me?! We had a long conversation bout this one and I finally told her that I’ll think about it.

I dunno what happen last Saturday that led to me saying “yes! I will see you on Sunday”. Probably I was thinking that this is the moment of truth (and probably since I’ve nothing better to do)! The hour neared on Sunday and I’ve doubts whether to go or not but I eventually did. She saw me holding my camera (as usual) and I was in my snobbish-don’t-get-close-to-me attitude (wearing my poker face). We entered the church and then we left after the mass. I was like “thank god the mass was over”.

Should she asked again to go to church next time, ill stand firm on my answer… whatever it will be T__T.