this morning, i almost died.

haha. nuthin' tragic happened. i was on my way to work listening to my i-pod when the music stopped midway through foo fighters' "learn to fly". i thought the battery died or sumthin', though i was sure i charged it the night before. anyways, i fished the i-pod out of my carrying case and saw that the screen was frozen. drats! how the hell do you restart a frozen i-pod?

i called my friend lalie (who was the reason why i bought an i-pod in the first place) and asked her if it ever happened to her. she said it has... a lot of times already. she just pressed the menu and play/pause buttons simultaneously to refresh it. as soon as i got to my desk, i just put my stuff down and proceeded to press the said buttons. it didn't work!!! i was getting all agitated when lalie called me back and told me to call Senco. which i did. the tech who attended my call told me that if it won't refresh, i have to bring it to them for servicing. WTF?!!?!? i couldn't live without my i-pod for a day!

anyways, since none of what i did worked (by this time i was pretty messed up already hehe), i decided to rush to Senco and have it serviced. i was resigned to the fact that i'd leave it there for like a day or two. i just wanted it to function normally. well... guess what happened next?

on the way to Senco, i checked my i-pod and the screen was blank. which means it turned itself off. i tried turning it back on but it said there was no battery power left. i almost went crazy. what the hell's wrong?!?! hehe.

to make a long story short, when i got to Senco there were no available techs to look at my i-pod since they were on lunchbreak. the guy who helped me out asked me if i was willing to leave it and just come back for it after an hour or two. i wouldn't have minded... if i didn't work in QC! so i just asked him if i could plug it in their mac and see if it would charge and finally work.

voila! it did!

hooray!

and all of my songs and playlists were "unharmed". whew.

that was one of the worst panic attacks of my life. hahahaha.

well, on to more serious stuff...

the last time i posted, i was on the "21 days program". i tried it for like three times but failed. i dunno. i guess i just couldn't hack it. i've never been good at these things. if the trojans downed achilles with an arrow to his heel, the best way to put me down is to hit me with an arrow to... yeah... that five-letter part of the body that starts with an H and ends with a T. (it's all mushy stuff and i couldn't even bring myself to write it haha)

i'm quite okay now, really. you know, just trying to live my life as normally as i can. i figured i'd rather be happy and miserable at the same time than just be plain miserable. i still have my windang moments... i guess i will never outgrow it. i'm already deep into this shit.

to quote Neil Gaiman in The Kindly Ones: "Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you. Then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life... You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like 'Maybe we should just be friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love."

Right.