Incubus?

I lie in bed half asleep, half awake. I hear the door close and the lock clicks. Leanne just left for work-- the usual routine.

I'm getting up in half an hour or so. I let myself drift deeper into sleep. I feel a hand stroking my hair gently-- but that can't be possible because I should be alone. I look over to see who it is and inspite of the total darkness, I am pretty sure my eyes are accurate when they see a pale and naked guy over me. On impulse, I get up and attempt to get away but he grips my wrist and tries to pin me down. I fight him off but his strength is not just human. He is going to rape me. I manage to run to the door and open it, and yell for help. What I see outside is different. By this time, I already know that I am dreaming. The events progress with the all the bad luck clinging onto me. Nobody seems to hear me or care for what I say. I feel desperate. I just keep running, running, running. The never-ending dream comes to an end.

As I lie in bed half asleep, half awake, I hear the door close and the lock clicks. Leanne just left for work-- I pop my eyes open and jump out of bed!

I can almost foresee that a hand will reach out to my hair-- just how my dream started. I stand up and feel tireness in my whole body. I'm exhausted and sore. I switch the light on push my bed to the wall to give a huge space to the small area where the guy had been sitting, stroking my hair.

Two counts on friends who said that what I encountered was an incubus. Well I don't know.

The Hurt Locker

Watched this movie last night with Leanne.

I agree with the reviews I read. It's a near-perfect movie. It's not just bombs, guns, and explosions. Exciting and filled with tension, this war thriller gets you utterly absorbed with its perfect portraiture of modern war.

Red Cliff | A John Woo film

A very lavish and brilliant movie, I didn't realize that I had been sitting for two hours already. It's packed with humor and battlefield action you'll never get bored with. Impressive war strategies.

I just got distracted with the dubbed voice, but overall, I highly recommend it to fans of epic movies like myself.

And I gotta say, Takeshi Kaneshiro was sooooo damn hot!

District 9

Category:	Movies
Genre:	Science Fiction & Fantasy

*Contains spoilers*

Watched this last night with Leanne, and I must say, I loved it.

It's a metaphor of the reality that exists in our world: racism and discrimination. It's the co-existence of beings where others are regarded as different, tagged a name, and isolated from the "normals." I like the way the movie used somebody from the normal society to be able to see the world from the eyes of the outcasts.

Wikus works for the MNU who plans to evict the aliens from D-9 and relocate them. Because they are foreign, the aliens are never treated with respect. But Wikus starts to turn into one of the "fokkin' Prawns," and this is where all the realization begins. Realization that when you turn or start to turn into something regarded as not normal, the whole world turns its back on you too. You feel the loathing of the society and its disgust for your kind. But you learn that these "creatures" are not as different from the world you live in, that they are just trying to live a normal life despite the world's judging eyes. The transition of events is genius. At first, all Wikus wanted was to turn back to normal, but he starts to work with Christopher and his son to aim for one goal and suddenly his personal interest is set aside. He sees the bigger picture and decides to help the aliens, human acts turning his stomach more. I must have felt his bliss to see the craft elevate to the mothership.

I was utterly absorbed and nowhere was I able to predict what was going to happen next. I kept asking: How is this going to end?

One of the best movies I've seen.

Confessions of a Workaholic - 1

I hated work. Complained about it every single day. Plotted about resignation and applications. For some reason I stayed... and got promoted as a QA Specialist.

I was fine with it because I grew tired of taking calls. That's what you do when you grow tired of the redundancy. Either you quit or you aim for a higher position. I chose the latter.

The account grew big, the ramp-up was unbelievable! More agents, more workload. Unlike other accounts where QA's are just required to do one or two (perhaps three at most) evaluations per agent, we need to do five per agent per week. Sometimes I would hear QA's from different accounts complain that they had to do 20 or 30 evaluations per week; I wanted go and spill a gallon of hot coffee over them and say: You're complaining about that?! That's only a day's work for me! I have to do over a hundred per week!

Then it all started to change...

I wouldn't think about work if there was nothing to do to begin with. It's not possible to not think about it because I wouldn't be able to start the current week's target if I am still finishing last week's. Cramming is the worst thing ever. It began to occupy me. I stay more hours in the office than at home. I render hours and hours of unpaid overtime. It's not a good idea to complain because it will just spoil my momentum. I should be a team-player. It's not like I am the only one with such workload. I'd go to work even on my rest days. I got allergic to leaves and absences. This year, I've only used 3 of my 20 paid time off so far. Two of which I had to take wushu evaluations, and the other one I went to the FHM 100 Sexiest Victory party. Even if I try to relax at home, my mind remains restless if there is still something pending sitting on my files. Damn.

Just last night, for instance, I stayed in the office for 14 hours. My roommate who has the same schedule as I do logged out 5 hours ago and left to watch a basketball game. I was still sitting in front of my computer working. I texted her at noon and asked her to fetch me in the office, because I knew deep inside that if someone was not going to unglue me from my seat, I would stay until God-knows-what-time..

I have a shift tonight at 10PM again. Why am I still up? Again, because my mind remains restless. I dunno... Maybe I have a problem.

Annual Physical Exam Rants

I am feeling extremely lazy these past few days. I was supposed to have my annual physical exam last Tuesday but my ass was stuck to the bed all day.

So this morning after my shift, one of my office mates was going to have her physical exam so I decided to tag along (although I really felt like going home already). I dragged my lazy bum to the medical center to get it over with. There wasn't really a long line of patients so I thought that everything would go smooth. It did, except for a few things...

• Urine sample -
• Blood count - I rested my arm on the little pillow and the med guy said, "Wow, ayan maganda, may ugat na! Okay, close fist.. Ready na ha? Inhale, exhale (this went on for a few seconds)... Sige open. Okay na." Yada, yada. He pressed a cotton on the puncture and taped it but after a moment, a hint of blood was still flowing through the cotton. I dunno, for some reason, the bleeding did not stop. Wadahell? Fine.
• X-ray - The procedure started. The med gal instructed, "Inhale... Hold your breath.." After a good 5 seconds... Where the hell is exhale?! I tried to follow instructions strictly to make it easier for the both of us. The faster, the better. I thought she was having some technical problem or something. She just went to me and said, "Okay na." What? So you weren't really planning on saying, "Exhale."? If I wasn't feeling exhausted, I would have banged her head on the metal plate.
• Nurse interview/ Vision test/ Weight, Height/ Etc. - My arm was still feeling sore from the CBC procedure when I was called for this. So while the nurse was asking me questions, the intern guy took my blood pressure. This insensitive being used my sore arm and pressed the stethoscope on my wound. Ouch. Patience is a virtue. The faster, the better. He was also the one who measured my height and weight. I heard my weight is 96. "Is that normal?" I asked. He didn't respond. Good job, blowjob.
• Physical exam - The doctor pressed her stethoscope on my chest. Same procedure, inhale, exhale. She closed her eyes and frowned. After a few more inhales and exhales, her eyes were still closed and she still had a frown. Something wrong, doc? "Okay! Talikod..." Ugh. After the deal with the stethoscope, she made me lie down. This is the part where the doctor checks the breasts for lumps. I am very ticklish, so all my muscles were rigid the whole time she ran her fingers on each of my babies like a piano keyboard. She frowned again. It makes me nervous when you do that! "Magkakaron ka na ba?" She asked. "Feeling ko po, oo." I answered. "Ah, okay." Whew.

That ended my APE. So I rewarded myself with a nice breakfast at Bistro Deli, and fought another battle going home with the strong wind and heavy rain.

Rants. rants, rants. Things that I wouldn't have really noticed if it was a normal day. But since I am feeling sh*tty, I notice everything.

WUSHU (movie)

Directed by Antony Szeto

One of the executive producers is Jackie Chan

Main cast:

Sammo Hung Kam-Bo
Fengchao Liu
Wenjie Wang
Faye Wong
Yongchen Liu
Yachao Wang
Junjie Mao

I downloaded this movie yesterday and finally got the chance to watch it.

I was moved by the movie. Needless to say, the hard work in the fight scenes, stunts, and performances of all characters are very evident. But that's already given. The movie is way more than that.

The story is about love, friendship, respect, and discipline. It teaches what the true ethics of wushu is. I'll never forget how the six main characters looked out for each other. Originally five, they call themselves the Jin Wu Men. They don't have a leader, and it's never determined who the strongest is, because they never fought each other.

It teaches that in wushu, losing or winning is meaningless; in the end, the only one you need to defeat is yourself.

*I have to add, I was a bit distracted by the antagonist.. Hawig ni Pacquiao!*