And So My Watch Begins

Fans of the show, Game of Thrones, do not misinterpret the title of this post. I am not joining the Night's Watch. First of all, I am neither nobility serving to give honor to my house nor a criminal conscripted into service. Secondly, total sausage-fest if I join, bummer. And lastly, it's a fictional group from a fictional universe. (I definitely got the order right.)

But I am talking about doing something I'd rather not but is still ultimately for the greater good. No frigid cold to endure (if you don't count the air-conditioning) nor do I have to worry about the undead. No swords nor heavy fur coats. Tonight, and tomorrow night, I work the graveyard shift at work.

(Clearly similar to serving on The Wall, right? Hehe.)

It's a whole thing and I don't feel like I need to explain, it's just something I gots to do, ya know? Under normal circumstances, I wouldn't be thrilled to do this, but now, especially after my break-up with my longtime partner (ouch), it's...still not something I'm thrilled to do, but hey at least it keeps my mind off of other less savory things.

Curse me for being an optimist. (Optimisto Patronum? Optimistulus? Optimus Prime?)

(Curse me for also being too corny.)

So here I am doing something unfamiliar but is oddly enough part of the lifeblood of the Filipino workforce, of which I belong. With BPOs and call centers necessitating this kind of work on the regular, I do not worry about experiencing this simply because a lot of people do it already.

I just like making a fuss. And I'm bored so I'd rather be doing something while waiting for my work to begin.

Interesting coping mechanisms I have for doing undesirable things. Talk, talk, talk it up. It's my overthinking self made manifest. I have to purge my brain of all these thoughts lest I go insane keeping it all inside.

So, I've less than 10 minutes before I begin. Here goes nothing. Wish me luck.

A Few Things...(Also: Spoiler Alert!)

1. So I picked up Halo: Reach over the weekend...AND IT IS EFFING AWESOME. I've only played it once and put it down after I finished the fourth level but I've seen enough of it to know it's going to go down as one of the greatest Xbox 360 games ever, let alone the best of the Halo franchise. I love how all the weapons are more effective than they were in Halo 3, how the Elites are so hard to properly take down and the gameplay is just sharper than it's ever been. Suffice it to say, the game is as impressive and awesome as they said it would be. I peeked a little at the 5th mission, and if the opening cinematic is any indication, I'm in for an all-out battle with the Covenant on Reach's harsh terrain. Can't wait.

2. On the same day I picked up Halo: Reach, I also got myself a copy of the second part of The Strain Trilogy, The Fall by authors Guillermo Del Toro and Chuck Hogan. The paperback edition is only some three hundred pages so I'm trying not to rush through it (which I am failing to do since despite my busy schedule, I'm more than halfway through). Despite the fact that, since it's the middle book and you got the exposition and set-up in the first, so with this one, it immediately jumps into the action, I'm finding it moving a little slow. I love the book and all, don't get me wrong, and some of the developments have been interesting, explosive and down right sadistic so I think I'll talk about it all after I finish the entire thing.

3. Got my NBI clearance today (Monday, September 20, 2010) and even if it seemed like a million miles away (N.B. Monumento is VERY FAR from Makati), the process of getting myself cleared was pretty easy. Same with getting my police clearance and cedula. Snaps for the Philippine government!

4. I still have a lot of requirements to finish so I hope I didn't jinx it with that last one haha. *Knocks on wood*

5. Allow me, for one moment, to pour out my feelings.

I hate how, despite understanding that it's okay to be single and that I have tons of friends who love me (or at least like me a lot...or well, tolerate me) blah blah blah, I still feel alone and well, lonely. Like, just an hour ago when I desperately just wanted to talk to someone and I realized I couldn't, (and more importantly in this case, shouldn't), I just felt defeated and lost. It's a crap feeling I go through every now and then and it never fails to bring me down. So there.

6. Tomorrow, I continue my quest to accomplish all of my pre-employment requirements. Here's to that.

7. Castle, Supernatural, Smallville, Glee and whole mess of shows start this week. What bad timing I have, to finally get a job when all my favorite television shows begin their new seasons. Haha.

Okay, so that's it for now. Hope this is a good week for everyone. Toodles!

The Perils of Good Teeth

Actually, the joke may be on me and the title does not mean what I think it means, but I am very smart (and absolutely look it) and the title works and I blame it on my right as a writer to take some creative liberties with my work.

Shit, I did it again with "creative liberties."

Don't you hate it when you hear something being said everyday and then when you try to write it down and use it correctly in a goddam sentence, you can't? Ugh.

Maybe it means I'm stupid. Go figure.

Anyway! The point of this post. Like many adolescents, I had braces. Unlike most adolescents, I actually kinda liked them. You know how some perfect people have perfectly white teeth? I don't and I had to rely on the bits of metal in my mouth to convince me that my teeth were making that "shiiiing" sound effect cartoon characters make when they show off their pearly whites. That's why I liked having braces. Never mind that unbearable, headache-inducing pain I had going on every time I took a bite outta something that seemed to last the entire time I had braces on or that sometimes the wire would break and a long piece of sharp metal started poking at the inside of my mouth causing me more pain. I could take all'o that because I had deluded myself into thinking I looked more handsome with a metallic smile.

Yeah, one more point for the "I'm probably stupid" column.

Well, eventually, I had to say good bye to my braces. No more food stuck getting stuck in my mouth, no more sharp metal wires, no more tightening and bleeding gums, no more pain and no more awesome metallic smile.

Then came the retainers. Oh shit.

I hated wearing my retainers. The things made me spit when I talked, got food stuck uncomfortably on the roof my mouth and caused me more pain. I swear, a baby could have lightly tapped my top lip and I would have cried...like a baby. God awful things really. Supposedly, they were for the good of my teeth (Which they are. Or else, dentists and such wouldn't be prescribing them. - Common sense) but no one said they would be worse than braces. So what did I do? I stopped wearing them, that's what. Fuck dentists.

Turns out, they said "Fuck you, Jeri" back.

The gap in between the middle of my two top front teeth is getting bigger. The gap that the braces had already corrected and the retainers were supposed to support until there would be no more space between my teeth. Damn it.

I am wearing my retainers now and already it is starting to bother me. Saliva is building up in my mouth and it is proving difficult to swallow it. My retainers are going to fucking kill me. All because I was too much of a sissy to wear them in the first place. Awesome.

Hello, Goodbye

Things I Learned Whilst in Makati Carpool:

1. The party don't start 'til I walk in.

2. He/She who smelt it dealt it. Unless it was manong driver!

3. People who have on their earplugs and are "listening to music" are not necessarily always listening to music.

4. Don't wake someone up if they're asleep and have rested their head on your shoulder. Do wake them up when they start to drool and/or inadvertently open the window. (I'm looking at you inoc dazic.)

5. Good luck on getting to school for 730am class :))

6. The declaration, "I know something about you," is the second terriblest thing anyone can say to you. #chismisisbad

7. The terriblest thing anyone can say to you is, "Sorry, we left na. :("

8. Carpool Crush. *shudder*

9. What happens in the car doesn't always stay in the car but actually lives on in Facebook.

10. LADY GAGA IS THE BEST AND A VISIONARY AND POSSIBLY THE BEST THING SINCE SLICED BREAD. ALSO MARIAN RIVERA IS NOT HOT AT ALL. /ally'd

11. Amanda Alegre wins every race. She doesn't even have to know she's in one to win it.

12. If you want to freak certain people out *coughsevicough* be a dude and text him with :) :D :p :* XD :"> and/or Hey Sevi-wevi.

13. Medyo Near, Almost there, On Edsa na, On my way, Very near, Five minutes away, I'm in dasma na, I'm entering church na, Sorry! My mom needed the car it just got back, etc. all mean the same thing: "DON'T LEAVE ME!"

14. I LIKE GLEE AND HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL, WHAT?

15. It's mandatory that everyone sing along to Defying Gravity, I Want It That Way and SHOTS.

16. George is NOT a boy.

17. It is not called "the molehole."

18. Seriously, "molehole?" I mean seriously.

19. "Who's the ride at (insert time) on (insert day)?" is the WORST question you could ask. There's a schedule people.

20. On the other hand, "Can I ride?" is the most lopsided question ever.

21. The most difficult question to answer is "EDSA or C5?"

22. When trying to figure out if you can fit all those people you said yes to can fit into your civic, remember that girls count as 1/2 and the guys can always commute.

23. Some people don't seem to see you when you're not in the confines of the car. A simple nod or wave would suffice bastard.

24. I'm riding because you're riding :)

25. I implore you all *coughjavicough* STOP TEXTING SHORTCUTS. PLEASE.

26. That's what she said!

27. It's funny when your friends get drunk.

28. Chismis is the only thing we care about.

29. Makati Carpool > Any other carpool

30. Don't be late :p

The last one is the most important because we'd be one failure of a carpool if that happened regularly.

Okay. So...

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...For some reason, I don't know what to say now. I guess I should say thanks, for everything. For being friends, great friends and in some really cool cases, almost family. I'm going to cherish the really short time we spent together on the way to school or Forbes haha. Thanks for being awesome, all of you, I'm being incoherent, I'm sorry haha. I know you all might think this is "hella super gay" but I don't. Because I had fun. And I'm going to miss it. So everyone, take care, enjoy college aaand in case I don't see you, good afternoon, good evening and good night. Bye. :)


-Jeri Favis, Ex-Carpool Head

Shooter

GOOD!

Man, I love it when I get stops, get steals, get blocks, make good passes and make good decisions.

Shooting and scoring have never been my main priority. However, when I do find myself in a groove and hitting my shots? It's awesome.

I understand now. I understand why people get excited about how many points you've scored and taking as many shots as you can. It won't change my basketball philosophy (defense first) but I understand.

I love this game.

I HAVE A PURPOSE IN LIFE

4A06's HEART.

YOU HEAR THAT?? I'M THE HEART!!!!!! Hahahahahahahahaha!

Okay so maybe that's not what he said. And really he didn't give me any designation or anything but when Mando needed someone to plan, he asked me to do it. For I am the heart of 4A06. (No I am not Mati.)

This is awesome. Hahahahahahahahaha!





But I'm a lonely heart. :(

(I just had to find SOMEWAY to make this an emo post. Haha.)

To any A-Boys reading this. Inuman daw. I wanna hoop it up as well. Left 4 Dead is cool too. So is lasertag. Let's get it started!

JERI FAVIS

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Wala lang. Haha.