“I’m leaving to become a bum.”
That’s what I told Ibyang to tell the people who are bound to ask her why, in the near future.
“Please come up with something that sounds better than that,” she prevails upon me.
Ibyang wants to protect my image even after my upcoming office demise. She’s hoping I won’t go without having [...]
It was a storybook summer …
That made me feel seventeen again. Only, better.
Seventeen without the self-doubt. Or the bad skin. Or the empty wallet. Or the curfew.
It was the kind of summer you save in your treasure chest of memories, to be taken out on cold nights decades later, when your eyes have permanently settled into their laugh lines [...]
I walked a long stretch of beach yesterday morning, taking pictures. Imagining my perfect life would look something like this …
Then I had to fly back to the city, back to the office.
And work made me angry. Or at least it did yesterday.
Had to spend 12 hours at my desk catching up on the things I’d missed. Had to scarf [...]
Laughter was ringing out along the office corridors today. Post ZTE Special revelry.
I loved the sound of it.
Every time a big tv project is about to end, you can hear the collective adrenalin building up to shouts of excitement during actual airing, piping down into relief then painful exhaustion — sweetened by the warmth of working with people you respect and the joy of a [...]
Another hell week. Another reminder this job is capable of consuming you entirely, eating you up whole till you have nothing else left in your life.
I could always flake out.
But I won’t.
Too many people counting on me to do too many things.
I am so focused I fool even myself sometimes.
But my feet keep telling me they want to run away.
An unkind thought: I sometimes pity the network babies who didn’t get to experience growing up in Probe Productions.
Many of these kids earn too much and work too little. Complain all the time. Expect to be paid for every tiny move they make. Get old on the job without growing.
But it’s not their fault they are the way they are. And they’re [...]
Met a group of gang rapists at a shoot.
They sprayed this graffiti on the floor beside my foot. I asked “Anong ibig sabihin niyan?” They shouted back, “Simple Trouble!” in a way that made me feel stupid for not knowing what ST meant. (ST also reminds me I just saw Sweeney Todd and loved it. [...]
CAN ONE BE A BOSS AND STILL BE A GOOD HUMAN BEING?
That reads like a stupid question.
But to me, it’s an important one.
Am back to work and trying to figure out how the remastered version of me is going to fit in here.
I used to see this office (not my old office, which I absolutely loved!) as a collage of [...]
