I need a vacation.

Finally bought meself a spanking 160GB external hard drive.

Oh yeah.

I'm currently moving all of my files right now. And I am mighty pleased. My sister has been complaining that her 'space' has dramatically gone down. And she's blaming me.

Er well, you see, we just share 40GB of space so ubos agad yung kalahati - and most of hers too - because of my files. You have to understand... I have my needs for crying out loud!

Another good thing about having this good-looking gadget is that I can now access all my files (movies, music, pictures, documents) using the PC or my laptop. I also love its security feature: this baby is password protected.

Hah! My porn files are safe!!!

Ah, er, well, I mean, y'know what I mean...



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My best friend Mayette has just returned from her 3-week Asian backpacking romp and I can't wait to see her and hear all her stories. I would've loved to travel with her to Asia's exotic places but going on-leave for 3 weeks from work would find me unemployed upon my return. *sigh*

But I've booked a trip to Siam early next year. Alone. Wala lang. Maybe Mayette or Mishel would come with me but I've decided to go kahit walang kasama.

It would be an adventure, I bet.

*********

TGIF. Been working 12-hour shifts for the past week. We were doing a month's worth of evaluations in a week. Yet we were able to do our entry for the Spook-Up-Your-Station contest in the office!


Pretty neat, eh?

Oh well. I'm just taking it day-by-day-by-day...

As the song goes: I can't wait for the weekend to begin.

Comments

Quentin said…
woi, belated! tagal kong di nadaan ditu
6:13 PM, November 07, 2006
... beachfreak said…
@quentino Yeah, you were kinda lost. ;) Thanks!
11:35 PM, November 07, 2006
Anonymous said…
waaah! nakita ko na naman yung mata na yan. ilang araw akong di pinatulog nyan noon. hehe! :D

traveling alone? you're so adventurous. haha! galing! *clap, clap* personally, I can't imagine myself in a foreign country all by myself. not only because I suck at directions but also because I'm scared at the mere thought of it. so kudos to you! :-)
3:26 PM, November 10, 2006
... beachfreak said…
@mitch: I don’t watch scary movies. I just had someone tell me the story ;) I’m such a coward, I know.

Traveling alone is part of my to-do list. It’s something which I need to do. Maybe it will validate my thirst for more independence or maybe it won’t… something to that effect. :p

Thanks, mitch!
3:57 AM, November 11, 2006
... beachfreak said…
We won 2nd place for Site PBCom2. ALmost all the QA units from the other sites won ;)
1:17 AM, November 14, 2006
morena said…
Guess what? I might just come back to Siam again early next year. If that happens then you wouldn't be alone anymore. I just read this and thought I shld drop you a hi , hello, i'm alive barely-breathing note. I'm trying to write down the 'experience' from that trip. I need so much more time... Btw, leaving Dec for surfing. up for it? let me know. I get Sat-Sun off finally!
2:33 AM, November 22, 2006
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