Just wanna get some feedback. This is the second section of the first part of chapter 1 of the story I am writing...

I miss college. Work life's a lot different. The stress is different as well. I won't go into detail as the thought of work often makes me depressed.

Anyway, I'm quitting April 8, and I managed to grab hold of a 1-week vacation before that (not to mention that it is Holy Week next week). We're off to Macau!

Personally, I don't know what we'll be doing there. We're staying at The Venetian Hotel for the entire trip - I don't care as long as I'm not paying. As Internet fees would be extremely expensive, I'll be online most of the time through phone.

Well, that's it people. I'll focus on finishing my story there.

Adieu!

Ever been affected by something but just didn't know what to feel?

I had one of the worst days of my life a few weeks ago, when I learned that the Hong Kong trip I was so really excited for was but a mere illusion. I remember dad planning for the flight, looking for new places to visit, never forgetting to include me in the itinerary. But one evening during our band practice at Liberty Hall, I learned from my aunt through a phone call that it was only my dad who was joining the trip, and not including me and my mom. How I tried to contain my tears while maintaining my composure in hitting the drums and playing the flute. No, I didn't think I would enjoy an 8-day vacation at HK (it's too long, a 5-day trip is more than enough), but for some reason, I felt sad. I excused myself for a little while and walked slowly down the stairs with tears welling down my cheeks.

But reality I had to accept, and I did. The next day, the entire thing about not being able to join the trip didn't bother me. Not even a bit. I even joked about getting the travel money as an exchange for not joining. Or maybe make my dad buy me the things I wanted. And so I gave my dad a list of things to look for, where to find them, and other related information that may help.

And so, my dad, my grandma, and my two aunt left for HK. I took their absence as an opportunity to do a lot of things for myself, including doing some photoshoots, getting myself some gadgets, and hanging out with my friends. But I kept my promise - I tidied up my room, maximized my time at the gym, did the upcoming Palawan thingys, and guarded the house from strangers.

Eight days later.

We had another band practice. The Palawan outing was only a few days away and there were still a lot of straightening up to do. Jua was there too - we had a recording session at our house that afternoon (hear what we recorded here). It was around ten in the evening when we finished. Mom drove everyone home.

We were to fetch Dad (and the others). I was excited, not because of the gifts. I didn't expect anything from them - not the Seagate 2TB hard disk drive I wanted, nor the Logitech Darkfield mouse that works on glass, not even the genuine Windows 7 Ultimate or a new camera and flash. No, in fact, the prices were too much that I just placed them on my wishlist for fun. All I ever wanted was to be asked "how are you?" or similar greetings. Or him being proud of me for appearing in Manila Bulletin for the third time. I wanted him to be happy at how I organized my desk and room; how everything was nicely put in place. Then there's also the Palawan things I did...

But instead I got scolded the instant we met, continued by a nagging session about my sleeping habits, etc on our entire trip to our house. I remained silent all the time. I didn't expect this. I didn't deserve this. I didn't know what to feel.

I was hurt, terribly, deep inside.

"It's for my own good," I kept telling myself. There were a thousand better ways to say it, though. He could have started with a smile when we met, then slowly shifting the conversation to a more reprimanding tone. But he didn't. He continued on like that even after arriving home. And he blamed everything on me - dirty walls, creaky table, disorganized things...

Tears are welling down my face as I am writing this down in paper at 2:30 in the morning. I'll post this in my blog later, and hopefully this sadness would be gone by then.

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I've recovered the next day. My warmest thanks to those who I shared my sorrow with...

To everyone who had been part in my college life, I offer my deepest thanks.

To God, for everything

To my parents and relatives, for supporting me all the way

To my professors, for making my life exciting and miserable at times

To Vero, Aya, and Treisha, for being my first friends in DLSU

To Lou, Richelle, and Yna for becoming part of my life before leaving DLSU

To my groupmates, for being patient with me kahit pasaway ako minsan

To Doc Lloyd, for being our thesis adviser, my linkage officer, and for giving me a 4.0 in my final term

To the Sisterhood + 1, for countless reasons and for being my closest friends in college

To the TaMaLi, for the accidents

To my blockmates (and some other blocks), for trusting in my skills and making me the official block photographer

To Ricco, Andrew, Jon, Jared, Moochie, and other photographers, for teaching me various techniques in photography and for inspiring me to take better photos

To the hunters, for Monster Hunter tips and for the help when I was still HR1

To Rochelle, for the relief that one of my Unean classmates took up the same course I took

To Jester, Louie, and my other rivals, for being my inspiration in the projects I work on

To Mr. Raffy Paredes, for publishing some photos I took during my college days

To Alvin Canlas, for accompanying me at the gym despite his busy schedule

To the MoA Kids, for the wonderful moments and for organizing Unean Reunions that provided me opportunities to release some of the stress I experienced in college

To Nikko and Joanie, for being the people I lean on

To the E-Stars, for making my OJT experience and the last days of my college life unforgettable

To LSCS, for filling in the holes my college life and providing me with a sense of fulfillment

To Ate Jamie, for being my DLSU CCS Summer Camp '05 facilitator who introduced me to LSCS

To Ate Byang, for believing in me and choosing me to be the next EVP-Externals despite the introvert that I am

To Kuya Joseph, for his memorable speeches during our executive board meetings lol

To the Publications committee 07-08, for the dedication and the effort you showed

To Plug and Play, for being the unseen force that pushed the Publications committee to produce the best Bits and Bytes issue to date

To Ate Celdy, for providing me with free food occasionally when I drop by Celdy's Kitchen

To my readers, for spending your time here in my page

To everyone else, for reasons I can't enumerate

Arigatou gozaimasu!

I'm bored... really bored. I don't know what to do, yet I know I need to do something else I'm just wasting my life away. So I decided to blog, with absolutely nothing in my mind.

I'm bored, because I'm tired of waiting. Waiting for updates. In deviantART, One Manga, and even here in Multiply. I plurk all the time but what's the use?

I'm stuck at HR5 in Monster Hunter and am about to give up at the difficulty of the high level quests. I want to play Mario Party but I can't since I still don't have a projector/TV.

There's nothing interesting to capture on film either.

Oh, what to do? What to do?

Facebook? Nah. Clean my room? Done that. Chores? None.

I learned yesterday that me and my mom wasn't included in next week's Hong Kong trip. And my high level of excitement was shattered to bits. I should have signed up in Reboot, too late.

I'm going crazy.

Too much freedom can drive a person nuts, you know.

The end of school life marks the beginning of a new chapter - career life.

This is where you decide whether or not to follow the career path you chose during college. This is where dreams are fulfilled or shattered, and this is when you become either a well-off millionaire, a normal middle-class person, or a sad failure. But we always aim for the best there is and could ever be, even in times of despair. Well, that's what I learned to be during my life as a Lasallian, especially during our thesis days.

Today I place my dreams in front of me once again. Years after, in the future, when I read this entry once again, shall I have a smile on my face? Or maybe regret?

Short term goals:

Long term goals:

Well, that's basically it. I'll mark accomplished goals in green, and I bid college life adieu as I embark on my new journey.

I was, and is still an addict of the arcade game Dance Maniax. You see these machines in almost all arcades inside malls around the country. Whenever I see a machine I am always inclined to play a game or two, sometimes even 7, depending on how much time I've got on my hands.

Yeah, I encourage everyone to try it. A little exercise will do you good.

Recently I found my journal I wrote in English class during my last year in high school, and it did contain some history on DMX:

"It was October 29, 2005. After the Teacher's Day Program held at school, my friend's aunt drove us to SM San Lazaro. After having lunch at Greenwich, Stephanie [Chua] led us to Quantum. We then found out that she had a case of Dance Maniax-mania."

It was a journal about Christmas gifts and wishes, and my wish for her that time was that she would receive a ticket for unlimited credits to the game. Today, I wish I was the one who had that ticket.

After over almost 4 years, I've become much of an expert, incorporating freestyle and other wild moves while playing. It's fun to show off at times, especially to newbies and to my newly joined club [Equilibrium members]. I haven't grown tired of playing yet, and I don't see myself getting tired of dancing soon.

I want to buy one for myself.

A lot of people have been asking me why I still need a PC when in fact I already have a notebook. My answer is this: my laptop doesn't have the capability to do the intensive tasks I do with my desktop. Even until now I would prefer an ultraportable over a powerhouse you won't be able to place easily in a small backpack. Small and light is the way to go.

My ideal laptop for the year is the Fujitsu Lifebook P1630, a rspeedy upgrade to my 4-year old P1510. Like the P1510, it has the touch screen interface that got me addicted years past. There's now an embedded webcam, a bigger memory, longer battery life, clearer screen... and is powered by an Intel Core 2 Duo processor, and it's only 8.9 inches and weighs less than 1kg!

If I were to upgrade my laptop this would be my choice, not unless Fujitsu comes up with a later upgrade with Windows 7.

But enough with laptops. I don't think I'll be upgrading mine soon. I guess my P1510 will stick for another year or two (or less).

My room is currently under renovation and one part of the design will majorly depend on what PC peripherals I will have. I was left with no choice but to stop earning for camera gear and first concentrate on my PC upgrade.

Since high school, I had always wanted the latest (and err... most expensive) computer parts. And my [bad and impractical] attitude has stayed the same until now. So here you go - these are my crazy wants (and some needs)...

College days.

I continued to use my foldable Praktica camera to capture memorable events like the Jasmin Child Development Center (JCDC) project we had in community service, Unean Reunions, and many more. It proved to be useful in events where packing light is a must because of its slim profile. It fits in my pocket, and taking it out and putting it back in wasn't a hassle at all...

...until I discovered a small crack in the camera.

Which led to much bigger cracks. Much later on, I couldn't use the camera anymore despite a lot of repair attempts. Looks like its time was up. Two years... perhaps I abused it too much.

My aunt got me a new camera. I requested for a brand I knew was reliable and the only digicam brands I trusted were Sony and Canon. I liked being on top and the way to do it was to own the best (most expensive) camera. That time, Sony Cybershot DSC-N2 had the highest megapixel count (10.1) so I went for that.

The quality of the photos was dramatically different from the ones I took from my two older cameras. Every pore when zoomed in can be seen and counted. I also enjoyed the touch screen interface of the camera, as well as an even longer battery life, more memory space (with Sony's memory sticks this time), and its gold metallic body.

I was exposed to a lot of new terms like VGA, macro, and the like.

I used my camera during our <a href="http://emadproductions.multiply.com/journal/item/1">HUTECIN review on digital cameras</a>. I took it out on a lot of events and fun occasions and it never disappointed me.

Finally, a camera I can stick to for a long, long time.

My parents and I went to Hong Kong for a vacation. I snapped photos all the time. On the final day, as we were at the airport waiting for the plane to fly us back to Manila, my camera dropped to the ground from my lap...

*crash*

My first instinct was to check for scratches that it might pick up during the fall. Luckily there was none, but when I tried to turn on the camera, I saw a black background with huge flickering crack on the middle of the screen.

Oh no, the horror...

I tapped and tapped and tapped the screen, and the crack just kept on getting worse. Sometimes I see faint pictures of the scenery for a few seconds, then it reverts back to its distorted state. I discovered that I could still take pictures with the camera, but without an optical viewfinder, and with a full touch-screen interface, operating the camera was insane.

Back home, we searched everywhere for places where we could have the camera repaired. In the Philippines and in Taiwan, the very final price for the repair job was around 5000 pesos - add just a few more and you already get a new camera. The most crucial part of the camera was broken...

My Cybershot didn't even last for a year.

I didn't dare ask for a new camera. The next few months I endured using the Cybershot and a camera I borrowed from someone. This camera had no autofocus and I had to literally adjust the lens like how photographers do it to get a clear picture. It was a different yet fun experience, and it attracted laughs every time people see me struggling.

Then came the SOCTEC2 field trip announcement.

I've always avoided overnights, especially if the place we're staying was not our home. This was one of them. We'll be staying at the Monte Vista Resort at Los Banos. There were many reasons why I didn't like overnights:

I have to admit, the last reason was the biggest reason why I didn't want to go. I took quite some time to find my first camera, but I just couldn't find it. But even if I did, I needed to bring a bag of batteries just to supply enough power for it.

After weeks of convincing, my parents finally gave in. I got a Sony Cybershot DSC-H9 hybrid camera. I was amazed at Shirlina's camera so I got a similar one. I could ask for a DSLR but I needed video recording functions so I had to settle for this one.

Zooooom! This one had 15x optical zoom. Later on, I got a telephoto lens converter and was able to zoom all the way to 26x. For DSLR users, that's equivalent to a 800mm lens.

It's time I get to the main topic. After I got my superzoom camera, I enjoyed taking close-ups of my classmates and friends - their faces almost took up the whole frame. This continued on until my friends decided to give my photography a name. And they named it "Solomon Shots." Now you know.

Yes, I'm a stalker. I enjoy being one. And I will be much successful in Hollywood. Or so they say.

The next few details are a bit rusty. I didn't know how it happened, but my aunt decided to give me a DSLR after some time (after I proved to them that I could take better care of my things perhaps). Choosing brands was the hardest part, and believe me, actions speak louder than words.

I listed out the leading brands. An easy task - Nikon and Canon. I've tried both [entry-level models] and I still could hardly choose. If I go for Nikon I have to stick to it all the way... from equipment to parts to everything. It's virtually impossible to switch brands when you already have existing (should I say expensive) equipment unless you've got a lot of money to burn (which I do not).

I decided it was better if I focus on what I really wanted.

And so I decided not to follow my friends' advice to go for the known brands. I wanted functions. I wanted features. I wanted something that could stand out. I wanted to be different. I wanted to prove something. And so I chose Sony.

Initially I had a tough time choosing between A350 and A700. In the end, I chose the former because of Live View and its higher megapixel count.

That's how I looked at cameras before - the higher the megapixels, the better. But today I've learned that things aren't measured by that. Things aren't measured by how expensive they are either. Nor by brand. I could only say that after years of experience. For instance, I learned that 2,000 peso Apple In-Ear Headphones are greatly outmatched by 400 peso A4Tech ones I got years back. Printers worth 10,000 pesos aren't any better than those dramatically cheaper ones either.

My current addiction is insect photography. It's a fun challenge. Adrenaline rushes through my body every time I need to go near something I don't know is poisonous or not. When I need a closer view I attach my macro filter and go as close as 2mm from the subject. It's hard, but I like it.

And so, many days pass by. And I'm sticking with Sony all the way, and I've got three main lenses in my arsenal. There are a lot more to study. I'm still a rookie in terms of flash photography and portraiture, but I'll improve. You just see.

For years I didn't want to believe in this saying, but now I finally agree:

In my friend Ricco's words, "It's not the camera that what makes a picture great."

So guys, what do you now think of Sony Alphas?

High school days.

I envied my friends who had digital cameras. Cameras like these carry a lot of advantages over film ones. First, you get to see the picture you took immediately after taking it. Second, you're not limited to 16, 32, or 64 shots. Memory cards (SD) with 16 megabytes or more could already store hundreds of pictures for the 2-3 megapixel cameras emerging in the market. Then you can delete unwanted pictures and free memory for additional shots.

There's one clear advantage of film cameras over digital ones (at that time) though - higher image quality.

Nevertheless, I wanted one. A digital camera.

My aunt gave me a 5.5 megapixel camera to my delight; at that time the common cameras only had 3.2 megapixels. Two AA-sized batteries lasted for about an hour or two, but were enough to capture a day's events at school.

Then it happened. My camera broke. Or rather, my classmate Keith broke my camera. He had this squeegee in his hand which he slammed into the lens of my camera, breaking it.

I exploded in anger.

I endured weeks and weeks waiting for my camera to get repaired. Despair shrouded me when I learned that my camera won't be out until six more months, particularly because my aunt got it from Taiwan and the replacement parts weren't easy to get.

My aunt got me another camera. This time it was a 3.2 megapixel foldable one which for some reason was able to take higher quality photos than my first one.

I enjoyed using it, and I continued to use it even after I got my repaired camera back. My new one was lighter, looked nicer, took better photos and videos, and had a longer battery life. What's not to like about it?

And my old camera was cast aside inside an abandoned drawer.

Grade school days.

"You can do it! Go beat those guys and win first place!"

Cheers reverbated in the air. But for some strange reason, I retreated from the diving board after the whistle blew during my last swimming competition. It was a shameful moment that became the downfall of my swimming career. With that, I vowed never to join any swimming contests anymore.

A few weeks later, my mom brought the photos she took during the competition. And my eyes were transfixed on a single photo out of the thirty-two (32) pictures from the film camera.

It was a picture of me. Two mes - one on the diving board and one when I jumped back. How was that possible? I tried images moving in high speed but couldn't get the same effect in all of my attempts and wasted films.

From that moment on, thirteen (13) years back, I became interested in photography. I always borrowed the family camera every time we went to our church summer conference in Baguio City. Snap! Snap! Snap!

Taking pictures was fun. Really fun. But there were instances wherein I got really fed up with cameras too. The most memorable one was when I went to Malaysia for the first time many many years back.

The photographer was pathetically incompetent, and we wasted a lot of time dillydallying in the studio. Many more factors added up, and in my anger, I vowed never to take part in any photoshoot ever again.

I could only laugh at the irony in my present situation.

"No. No way." I complained.

But many of my peers liked the idea, saying "ok na yan."

"Can't you think of any other name? Parang gumagaya kasi sa 'Brotherhood' e."

So a votation came along but the original proposed name still held majority of the votes.

And that's how the Sisterhood + 1 was born...

I miss you all.

Today is my last day at Vibal... and... I don't know what to say...

I couldn't be any more happier. At last, no more waking up at 6 am (at least while I'm unemployed). No more working for nine hours in front of a slow PC. No more... colleagues...

No, I am not in the mood to celebrate.

Throughout my stay in Vibal, I've met a lot of people and experienced a lot of stuff that somehow changed my life. I've also seen people come and go - including Yayi (correct my spelling if I'm wrong), Mondo, and King. It's now my time...

I still remember it clearly - our thesis project. During the proposal stage, Doc Lloyd, our thesis adviser, almost failed our group because we couldn't find the right problems that can be solved by a book portal solution. Yes, our thesis company was none other than Vibal Publishing itself. Sir Richard was mostly our contact, but we also consulted with Sir Alfred too.

I wish I had worked in Vibal during our thesis stage. That would have assured our group of a grade at least 3.5. Problems were everywhere, ranging from simple misunderstandings and misinterpretations to missing and mismanaged content to insanity and ambitiousness to infinity and beyond. Roar!

I remember the day we presented our final thesis project to Sir Richard. Doc Lloyd, Ms. Kiran, and Ms. Ulit was there, and they were particularly surprised as to why we went to Vibal when our thesis was done already. This proves how responsible our group was.

After avoiding additional hassles care of Sir Richard, we met with Sir Alfred and he gave me my first task as a practicum applicant - to transfer our thesis project to their computer.

That was the first time I met King.

My first impression of King was that he played a very vital role in the department, whatever that was. He was working alone, with only Sir Alfred around. I had a brief conversation with King about XAMPP which I hardly understood at all. Wamp server wasn't working, so I had no choice but to use the former. I remember experimenting with the Command Prompt in frustration as I absolutely had no idea what to do without sqlYog.

Fast forward. Jerlou cancelled her application at Vibal and I was left alone in a room full of strangers. King was my first friend and he invited me to have lunch with him upstairs. I lost him and ended up seating in the worst position I could ever be in - with seatmates mad at me for occupying their table.

Ah, WinRose Canteen. I wouldn't forget about you. Home of the cheapest food (before Mar invited us to his lunchplace), there were two dishes I absolutely loved. Chicken curry and Bicol express. And though I didn't want to, I learned how to eat eggplant.

Nor. Leyna. Simon. Fish. Pat. Mondo... my lunchmates from the Multimedia department. Nor and Mondo are taking up their masterals in DLSU, so sometimes I relate to their conversations. Through time I learned to blend with the group, and they provide great company when I choose to have lunch upstairs alone.

Back to the room. Yayi was an intern and she leaves way earlier than I do. That's because I always work overtime. She doesn't. I brought my DLSR to commemorate her last day, but sadly I didn't have the chance to give her a proper farewell before she left the company for good. I voved never to make the same mistake again.

Mar was a silent one and preferred not to talk. How wrong we were - especially when his "scandal" photos were leaked! Mar was particularly talkative during the morning and during lunchtime. He introduced me to the 5th Avenue route and I usually join him as we leave Vibal day by day. We've had some really interesting conversations; there are times when I go "what the heck is he talking about." But seriously though, I've learned a lot through our geeky conversations.

Yayi's departure led to the inclusion of Jamie, the PRD writer. I remembered her easily as she goes on with her trademark "soshal" every time she gets amazed by the system. Much later on, we became close friends online as she reintroduced me to a game I long quit playing - Ragnarok Online.

When Sally arrived, the e-learning department suddenly became a tight-knit group of five. We became close friends with one another, sharing happy and sad moments alike, passing on diseases from one person to another... especially when swine flu was at its peak in the country. We were like... "oh no wag mo kami hawaan." We are the E-Stars!

Then came JR. Sally's "boyfriend" during her lowest moments. When Jamie was transferred back to her original department, JR started joining us for lunch. He always brings his own food. I see something brewing between him and Jamie. Hmmm...

Lastly came Dhong and Donkey. Initially the two were always associated with one another. Dhong always brings his tumbler full of coffee every morning. Donkey always sits in his purple pillow beside Dhong. And oh, he was so cute that we just couldn't resist snatching him from Dhong's table. In fact, as I am writing this article at home, Donkey's here with me. He's our official mascot, stress reliever, and pink friend.

Sir Alfred was always the ambitious one, Sir Richard the practical yet demanding overseer, Doc Lloyd the one that comes and goes once a week for 5 minutes, Ms. Rio the understanding one, Sir Jules the heartthrob (as mentioned by who knows who), Ms. Malou the scary one....

Oh, and those teachers working alongside us. And those ongoing renovations - how could I ever forget them?

Well, that's about it. Here's a brief summary:

Start Date: May 7, 2009
End Date: August 20, 2009
Total Hours Worked: Approximately 600 hours

Company: Vibal Publishing House, Inc.
Project: Vibal Book Portal
Project Supervisors: Mr. Alfred Ursua, Mr. Richard Grimaldo
Designation: E-learning OJT
Colleagues: King, Mar, Yayi, Jamie, Sally, Dhong
Worked on: Corporate site, Content Management System, i-Teach portal, Sales Portal

Favorite food: Chicken Curry, Bicol Express
Price: 42 pesos (35 + 7 for rice)

Mode of communication: Skype, Yahoo! Messenger
Favorite game: Barn Buddy, Happy Farm
Resident plushies: Donkey, Lauhu (Tiger)

Well, this is it...

48 days past and approximately 10-15 days to go. It's really surprising to see the days fly by, and I know it would be sad to just leave my colleagues behind since we've developed a really close bond together. But such is life...

I've returned from my 8-day trip to Taiwan and it's work mode once again. The moment I entered the e-learning room, I was in for a shock. The layout of the room was totally different - tables side by side, some opposite to each other. Jamie was moved to her original department, PRD, while Sir Richard was placed inside our room. The corporate site also had its share of changes, and I have to adapt lest I fall short behind.

Day 49 - August 03, 2009 (08:15am - 05:46pm)

• Was in for a state of shock...
• Studied Wordpress
  
• Had chicken chinese barbecue for lunch
• Studied the modified corporate site
• Worked on the products sidebar

Day 50 - August 04, 2009 (08:20am - 05:48pm)

• Modified subheaders for backwards compatibility
  
• Modified sidebars for backwards compatibility

Day 51 - August 06, 2009 (08:20am - 05:45pm)

• Added related services to products
• Modified product_sidebar.php
• Modified /lib files
• Services page overhaul
• Products sidebar browse by category
• News banner and news_detail.php

Day 52 - August 07, 2009 (08:15am - 06:07pm)

• Did sidebar news
• Did slideshow news
  

Day 53 - August 10, 2009 (08:08am - 05:42pm)

• Saw another newly renovated room
• Networking problems
  
• Had chicken curry for lunch
• Fixed bugs

Day 54 - August 11, 2009 (08:20am - 06:33pm)

• King's last day... awww...
  
• Did initial login
  
• Modified the search feature
• Fixed services page errors caused by on FCKeditor
• Relayouted the About Us and Contact Us pages
• Had a mini despedida party for King...

Day 55 - August 12, 2009 (08:15am - 05:52pm)

• Total silence in the room...
  
• Met Brian, an applicant, and had lunch with him
• Had sisig for lunch
• Assisted Mar complete the services page
• Created the apply for careers page
• Fixed slight layout issues of the homepage
• Modified products sidebar with accordion layout
• Integrated the sales portal with the corporate site
  

Day 56 - August 13, 2009 (08:18am - 05:48pm)

• Added authentication features to login and sales
  
• Modified sales CSS
  
• Had inihaw na liempo for lunch

Day 57 - August 14, 2009 (08:14am - 06:21pm)

• Started developement of CMS module for sales admin

Day 58 - August 17, 2009 (08:05am - 06:24pm)

• Created the Admin Tools portion of Sales CMS
• Add/List Sales Users
• Add/List Sales Categories
  

Day 59 - August 18, 2009 (08:14am - 07:47pm)

• Added editing functions to Sales CMS
  
• Started work on sales form and document uploads
  

Day 60 - August 19, 2009 (08:13am - 06:23pm)

• Second to the last day
• Quezon City day, but went to work to finish stuff
• Fixed sales form and document file uploading, editing, and deleting
  

Day 61 - August 20, 2009 (??:??am - ??:??pm)

• MY LAST DAY AT VIBAL...
  

"We're going to Taiwan. Ask permission from your boss to give you a vacation leave."

I was shocked when I heard the news. I was irritated since one week out of the country would mean another week of work for me at Vibal - and I still have some deliverables to present to Sir Alfred. I wanted to go, however, since I've never been to Taiwan before. Another reason would perhaps be the increasing stress levels at work.

And now, we're at the airport, waiting for the plane to arrive. We've had problems earlier in the morning, but now everything has become calm and I am starting to get excited. I have a good impression on their products - most of my gadgets I bought (or asked someone to buy for me) from Taiwan. These include all my cameras (aside from my prosumer camera DSC-H9), my two lenses, and many of my other electronics at home.

To Tori, happy birthday! Sorry for not being able to attend your party, but nevertheless enjoy your day. ^^

To my colleagues at Vibal - I'll bring home a plushie para may kasama na si Donkey. Hehehe. To Jamie, meet sa RO a, lalaro ako doon! To Sally, dadala ako ng bato. :-P

To everyone - I'll try to be online as often as possible, but since we're not staying in a hotel, I'm not sure as to when. Check everyday for photos as well.

Bon voyage, everyone!