Killer Diamond Engagement Ring by Tobias Wong

Designer Wong makes engagement rings that can kill you. The razor-sharp diamond point is set into the ring so it can’t get knocked out when you smash someone’s face in, and the edges of the ring are really soft so it won’t cut into your skin during the pounding. It’s romantic because it means, “Will you marry me” but it also means, “I can’t always be there to protect you so if some jerk won’t stop bothering you, puncture him with this.” The diamond sharp edge will also cut skin down to the bone (with a minimum 1 karat stone – but the larger the better). Or it may simply be used to tag hard surfaces, like cars and windows for S.O.S. messages or that last will and estimate when pen or paper (or lawyers) aren’t conveniently around.

FINALLY.

I get to have my 2 days rest after all the stress I went through because of the hurricane.

Our flights to New York got cancelled because of Irene. Good thing they put up a special flight for those people who got stranded. Every one's itching to get back because school starts on September. I'm glad every one will get back to their homes safe and sound.

God i'm so tired. That's why i'm gulping on this Tanduay Ice I got from the convenience store near my house. ahhhhhhhhh. so good! =)

Okay. I'm going now. =) 

Second Day.

It was a disaster at work today. Flights to JFK got cancelled because of the Hurricane. JFK Airport is closed for God knows how long. Passengers going to NYC apeshitted on me. I tried to keep my cool. I swear, but sometimes you really have to give it to them.

*sigh* I'm really gonna get fired now.

I hope it's a different day tomorrow.

You are one brave kitty cat!

This cat got stuck under my car for 12 +++ hours. This morning on my way to work, I heard it meow meow-ing. Well, i tried to get it out but I can't find it. I was going on a 120kph in Skyway and I hear her/him meowing. I thought I killed it when I stopped hearing her cries. It was an exhausting day at work. Our Hong Kong to New York flight got cancelled due to hurricane Irene and passengers went ape shit on me. After my shift, on my way home, I heard it again. I had to stopped by a gasoline station to ask for help to get it out. She's one angry kitty this cat. But at least I manage to get her out safely. now I think she's gulping on her milk. It was a long rainy day and I still have no idea how she survived there without water or something. But I'm glad she's okay.

Still thinking of a name for this cat though.

that's it... i guess.

Okay.

I'm still trying to make this blog a little more presentable. I'm not really the techie type who knows his way to htmls and codes. in fact my head is about to explode. I really want to add some gadgets (whatev you call that) here. But for now I shall eat.

I am such a boring person.

6,18

I'm here at the office. Thinking if I should be eating this ham and egg sandwich on my worktable.

I know I can't 'cause we're not alllowed to do it here. It's early in the morning and I still need sleep. Slept really late last night like around 1am. my work is at 6. Travel from my house to work is roughly 40 minutes. ugh. I feel so sleepy.

I miss my bed, my Hello Kitty pillow. (i should be eating right now) i don't feel so good. I think i'm getting a heart burn. Its too quiet all I hear is the sound of the printers and the big cooling thing in front of me. I'm waiting for something amazing to happen. like a day with no passengers. I hope no one goes here. I hope everything will be just fine. No offloaded, no expired tickets. everything going very smoothly.

I wish I can take the next flight to HKG and then SFO. I hope I don't have problems paying for it. I wish money is not the issue here. I hope that's easy. But its not.

*i wish I was filthy rich*

-this is me really bored.

On Career.

okay.

let me ramble about my job this time.

i work 5 days a week. 10 hours a day. We have 3 kinds of shift at work. i prefer the PM shift 'cause I get more time to sleep. I have 2 days of restday. enough for me to sleep and eat like a pig. Oh btw, I work at the airport. you know, those people you see there in uniforms. yes, i'm one of them.

On Love.

I was sure that I'm going to live alone with 8 cats. But he happened.

I get a really weird feeling when I look at him.

Every time I look deep into his eyes, I start to believe that fairy tales really do exist. That every silly dreams that I tried to forget is starting to happen. again. Very slowly. I didn't ask for it. I'm okay with the fact that I'm going to end up in a small bungalow house alone with my 8 cats in tow. (at least i'm rich. haha.) But still, he happened.

Hello.

This is me making use of my free time. In front of the computer. Thinking. trying to name these emotions.

I'm probably hungry. I had chicken for dinner. It's not enough. I should eat more.

Waiting for Him to wake up. 7:51AM in California. still early for someone who sleeps so late at night. I shouldn't wake Him. He needs sleep.

I'm telling you a story...

Sonnet 17

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

in which there is no I or you
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand
so intimate that when you fall asleep it is my eyes that close

-Pablo Neruda

I want to say...

may you never steal, lie or cheat.

But if you must steal...
...then steal away my sorrows.

And if you must lie...
...lie with me all the night of my life.

and if you must cheat...
...then please cheat death.

Because I could live a day without you.