Crimson Heavens

Happy New Year!

timi — Tue, 06 Jan 2009 09:48:04 +0000

I know, I know…December wasn’t really the “Regularly Writin’ ‘Em Blogs Month” for me. As I had mentioned in my previous post, “I was preoccupied with work-related bulls**t…”

Our team-leader and systems analyst had been promoted (sorta kinda) into a position of which he will only have to go to work for 2 hours everyday, and I was named as the person who would take over his position and of course, his responsibilities. For the last three weeks he was training me (but it was sort of like a hush-hush thing, dunno why the hell it had to be all that…). I was also in charge of seeing through the hiring of the new programmers who will work under me. My side of the department actually wanted someone that we had evaluated…not some idiot person that the HR will get for us and then later on would just be some big bullshitter talker…Of course, the Trade Test we devised took care of that (*evil laff*).

My new position as the Development Team Leader was announced on the 29th of December and I formally took charge on the first working day of this year, same day ‘em newbies were supposed to start workin’. There were instances that I did wanna give ‘em young-ins a few good smacks because of their selective amnesia (and christmas-lights-like common sense, blinky-blinky) with regards to given instructions, but then again, they are new and probably terrified of their short, sometimes-childish, but very WEIRD AND unpredictable supervisor.

I still have yet to have a formal conversation about the terms and conditions of my new job (i know it is weird, you get the job first before the seeing the proper contract)…sponsorship, term life insurance term health insurance, salary, bahhhh…it’s just so annoyingggg….

I celebrated my New Year’s Eve (day) and New Year’s Day in bed—knocked out, suffering from THE FLU. I was not able to leave the house at all for 4 friggin days (no work on the 31st, no church, no grocery shopping, no nothing!). THE FLU did not spare my husband…after taking care of me for two days, he also fell sick. We both don’t have fever now but we still sound like mad, uncontrollable Alsatians (WOOF! WOOF!).

My blog finally got a PR2! Yey to me! Moolah, moolah, moolaaahhhh….

Anyway, Happy New Year…Hope this will be a bright year for all of us.

The Curse….continued

timi — Tue, 30 Dec 2008 14:37:56 +0000

I apologize for the long delay (if anybody at all cares for the continuation of this story). I was preoccupied with work-related bulls**t I’d rather not elaborate on, and writing (of any form) was the last thing on my mind.

So here it is, the 2nd part of “The Curse”. Enjoy…

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He remembered being told to sit down, before his father started with his narrative. “It is necessary that you do,” his father insisted when he declined. And when he realized how upset and disturbed his father was, he relented and swore to him that he would listen.

“The first Senor Febin Crisostomo dela Vega was born in the Far East, a result of a union between a General and his not-so-Spanish wife. On the day he was born, the midwife was almost sure that the child would not survive at that time, as she was very much aware that the woman’s early labour (and later on, death) was caused by the violent beatings she had received from her high-tempered husband.”

“General dela Vega spoiled his son rotten, and it was actually him who introduced the boy to the world of debauchery. Febin Crisostomo dela Vega grew up to be a troublemaker with an uncontrollable thirst for wine, opium and of course, like is father, bedding women, may they be willing or not. One of these women, was Dulce Mercado, daughter of a Chinese mestizo and an eccentric yet very beautiful woman who was rumored to have descended from one of the famous native kings who had conducted a ‘blood pact’ with the early conquerors. The moment he saw Dulce, he immediately expressed his wanting to have the then fifteen-year old girl to his father.”

“Of course, he got what he wanted. And after ravishing the young girl over and over until he got tired of her, he gave her to his father, who willingly had his fill as well. They left her outside the gates of the Mercado home after the terrible ordeal, naked and defiled, and her sanity gone. Little did they know, that they themselves had marked their own grave, for her mother, Caridad, had knowledge of the ancient forbidden arts of her native ancestors. Somehow she was able to find out who was responsible for her daughter’s fate.”

“Caridad was a brave woman, she confronted the dela Vegas, and told them that they will pay for what they had done to her daughter…They denied everything of course, and laughed at her. After a few days, General dela Vega caught a mysterious disease that the father and son decided to pack their bags and go back to Madrid. The old man’s unusually-expanding stomach seemed to be growing at a very fast rate. They tried to find a doctor that could cure him, but all the specialists could not find out what was actually wrong with the general’s body. He lived long enough to make sure his son marries a daughter of a wealthy family. They found the General’s body the day after his son’s wedding, his stomach seemed to have burst open, with insects, worms and maggots coming out from the flesh…”

“Febin started having nightmares after that. Night after night he dreamt of Caridad telling him that her revenge was not yet over and he will soon be next. And that his sin was too great that his descendants would also have to pay.”

“My son, listen to me. Once you get married the nightmares of Caridad will come. Like myself and the others before me, your firstborn will be male, of which you will name after our ancestor…Trust me, it cannot be helped, you may think of many names, but in the end it is the name Febin Crisostomo that will come out of your lips…The nightmares of Caridad will stop, but pure terror will begin….”

“Unlike you I was not warned by my father. The night after you were born I came to see your mother before I went to sleep in the other room. I remember how she looked so pale and weak…and how I whispered to her that I was proud of her…”

“…When I turned to leave, I felt her strong grip on my arm, and then I saw her eyes…I knew that wasn’t my wife lying there, it was Caridad. She smiled, and with an extraordinary strength she threw me down on the floor. She got up and like a wild animal she started attacking me, and all I could think about was…why wasn’t anybody coming to help me? I tried to run away from her, but I couldn’t, she was too fast, too strong…”

“I called your mother’s name, over and over…hoping that she will come back to her senses…hoping that she will fight to take control of her own body again…I prayed out loud, and the woman laughed and mocked me….In the end, I was forced to…I was forced to…”

He begged his father to stop talking, but the old man continued, “Luckily, if you call it that, it was my father who found me beside your mother’s lifeless body. There were no traces of the commotion that happened that night before…except that is, she was dead. Somehow we were able to convince everybody that her death an accident and it was also only then that my father told me about the curse. And yes, like the others, my father died the same way as our ancestor, the general did.”

Febin remembered coming out of that room and seeing the beautiful face of his Corazon, the love of his life. Then and there he made his decision, “With me, it will be different…”.

Until now, even when years already had passed since that night, people still talk about how he humiliated his fiancee in front of the guests, and how he had turned the whole evening into a disaster. This was the start of his journey to self-destruction. He will not end his life, no…He will pay for his ancestor’s sins in his own way. He will live his life making people see him as they should have seen the great Senor Febin Crisostomo dela Vega and his descendants…and the curse will end with him.

Seasons Greetings…

timi — Thu, 25 Dec 2008 11:27:35 +0000

Been really busy lately…Will be able to post updates once I’m able to catch my breath…And ya, that includes that short story too…

The Curse…

timi — Mon, 15 Dec 2008 15:29:10 +0000

“If Senor Febin Crisostomo dela Vega had known that his great-great-grandson and namesake, is going to be a drunkard, and much worse, a self-proclaimed atheist, he would have castrated himself then and there,” he heard one of the old men say. Senor Febin, according to all these senile, toothless, nonagenarians who had claimed to have seen him, was a thorough gentleman and walked to church every-morning, his back as straight as a stick, until the day he died. They also said that he had strong distaste for alcohol that he firmly forbade “that poison” to be served on his own wedding—much to the embarrassment of the parents of the bride and groom.

To these old men, Senor Febin was a saint and if ever they do see their idol’s current descendant pass by their favorite hang-out, everyone would take a break from their very serious game of dama to watch one of them shout “Shame on you!” at the young dela Vega.

‘Just because I was named after him it doesn’t mean I have to live like that old bugger,’ Febin thought as he cleared his throat in the loudest, most disgusting way he could and spat. ‘Take that, you meddling old geezers!’ He opened his ever-reliable flask, drank from it will full gusto, waved at the old men and went on his way.

He continued walking on what seemed to be never-ending cobblestoned street, until he reached the end of it. It was difficult, but managed to open the rusting gates of his ancestral home-The dela Vega mansion. He was about to knock on the main door, when he remembered that nobody was there to open it for him. His mother and father had long passed away, and he had no brothers nor sisters. Instead, the forever-lingering smell of mold welcomed him as he entered. ‘I will soon rot, like this house. Well and good!’

He sat down, the chair almost falling on the marble floor of his used to be lively home. He used to be a lively too, sober, and proud of his name, not so many years ago. He laughed out loud, thinking about the past. “That was when you were living in a complete lie, you fool!” he shouted at his own reflection on the broken mirror in front of him. Tears started to flow down his cheeks, and still he was laughing, even louder than before. “The riches! The glory of the dela Vega name! The curse—“

Oh yes, the dela Vega curse! The reason why he chose to become a wretched man. The reason why he was an only child. The truth that he cannot disclose because he was, still, in the end, the descendant of the most-respected Senor Febin dela Vega. “The deceitful, two-faced bastard, Senor Febin Crisostomo dela Vega”.

It was on the night of his engagement party that his father told him the truth. “My son, soon you will be married to Corazon. As for me, one of the Devil’s minions will take me to hell himself, if not today, maybe tomorrow, or the day after that…Who knows when…But, it is my duty to tell you about the curse that all the dela Vega males and his family has to suffer…”

to be continued…

Updates…

timi — Sun, 14 Dec 2008 11:10:12 +0000

1. I’d really love to have a Wii but it’s just darn too expensive!!!

2. Although I am late, I really wanna say: CONGRATULATIONS PACQUIAO for kickin’ teh Mexicano’s butt!

3. My husband had a 9-day holiday in total from 5th of December til the 13th (weekend holidays included) for Eid…Me? My boss thought it was cute to make us go to work on Sunday and Thursday last week since it’s not an official holiday anyway. We’re one of those few companies that were open that those days.

4. Hubby took me to Kuwait Scientific center and I fell inlove with a wild cat that happened to look like a brown, ungroomed, overgrown Persian! RAWR!

5. To make me feel less depressed (see item no. 1 for the reason…) hubby bought me a 350GB External HD and 2 PC game DVDs yesterday. He made food for the adopted streetcats and fed them all by himself last night (letting me play my Wii frustrations away all night long).

I’m still transferring my files from the old 40GB external drive to the new one.

6. Hubby is blaming his ponch to my cooking and he declared an all-veg diet for the both of us starting tomorrow.

7. I still want that Wii but I had accepted the fact that I won’t be getting it (until the price drops to, more than half it is now). Fairwell, my beloved Wii Fit!

Elizabeth Bathory

timi — Fri, 12 Dec 2008 16:53:04 +0000

There were no testimony during her trials that the “Blood Countess” Elizabeth Bathory really did bathe on virgins’ blood because she believed it would give her eternal youth. But she became a legend and more famous to the younger generations because of the stories about her doing so…

I decided to write something — a sort of vignette, if you will, of her and what was probably going in her insane mind at that moment.

Vanity is my weakness, and that I will never deny. I am, after all, the most beautiful woman in the whole kingdom, and even the whole world. And although you might probably think I am insane, it does not matter to me. To me you are nothing: you live in my lands, therefore you are my property. For me, your essence will be mine, very soon if I might add, and I will be more beautiful.

You are so young…and your skin, so soft…But whatever youth and beauty you might possess, you do not deserve. It is meant to fade very quickly, due to hardships that you are fated to suffer, as a woman of your class. Whilst I will continue on being flawless for years, and age will not have power over me.

You are terrified, I can tell. Unfortunately, your fate would be much worse than you think. But what ecstasy it would be for me! Death would not be enough, my poor, poor girl. I want not only your blood, but your tears and your screams…

So, let us begin, shall we?

Lucky Me!

timi — Thu, 04 Dec 2008 11:58:55 +0000

I won 2nd place in Sikatchupoy si Buraot Contest. Kewlness…

And true to his promise…he just sent me 100 bucks! wahahaha!

Thanks a lot Buraot!

Hubby’s gawt a stalker…so cute!

timi — Sun, 30 Nov 2008 13:25:41 +0000

When mom and dad are here in Kuwait with us, we usually go to mass together during Friday mornings (Friday mass = Sunday mass here in Kuwait…Vatican says so!) instead of Sundays. And since mom and dad are in Goa right now, and hubby is on duty on Friday mornings, he usually goes to mass first before he heads to the office. As a habit, he first goes to the Chapel of the Infant Jesus and then heads to the grotto to pray so it takes him 15 minutes or more to leave the church after mass…

Last Friday, he couldn’t help but notice two ladies who always ended up walking behind him…They were there in the chapel…then the grotto…He remembered them as the two ladies who’re standing in front of him and were always looking back…HUmmmm…They left the church when he left the church…At first he thought it was just coincidence….But…

When he quickened his pace, they also walked faster (Keep in mind that hubby is realllly shy when it comes to ladies…he’s weird that way)…Anyway, they really started freaking him out (he is also slightly paranoid teeheehee)…so he started walking really fast (you do know how it is when a very agile guy starts walking really fast right?)…Finally when he turned around, they were gone…he was very happy that he had lost them (or so he thought)…So he walked slower and decided to pass by some store…

When he came out…he nearly bumped into one of the girls! Wahahahahahaha! He was so freaked out…

When he told me about it, I was so amused that I told him to dress up really good next Friday…Anyway I told him they’re harmless… they just probably thought he’s cute…

One Rainy Day (An Old Work)

timi — Mon, 24 Nov 2008 20:10:03 +0000

I just stood there. I did not know for how long, but I just stood there. It was only when I felt cold drops of water fall from the clouded sky above me that I recovered from my stunned stance. I did not bother to wipe my cheeks, which were wet long before the rain had started. Instead I lifted my head up hoping the rain would wash the tears on my face. It didn’t take long for me to realize that it could only help me hide the traces of sorrow that continued to flow, not make them go away. I sighed, and started to walk back home.

It was only hours before that I had passed the same path with him, smiling and happy, my arms wrapped around his waist…I shook my head out of sadness…It was all my fault. Just like the other times…

And when I say, it was entirely my fault, it truly is. I have a lot of insecurities. The fact that women always find him attractive did not help. I am always scared…Scared that eventually he might leave me. Not because I don’t trust him, it was because I feel like I do not deserve him.

He had always been patient with me. It was seldom that he had ever raised his voice during an argument. Most of the times, he would just accept everything that would come out of my mouth, no matter how hurtful it might sound…Sometimes, he would even apologize to me despite of the fact he haven’t done anything wrong.

But today’s argument ended up differently. He held me tight, and said, “Honey, I love you so much…but I guess…no matter how I try, I could never make you see how much you mean to me…I’m sorry.” After that he just let go, bowed his head and walked away.

I wanted to call out his name, tell him to come back, run after him…tell him I am sorry. I wanted to do all these…but I just stood there and let him leave.

And then when I was in front of my house, the realization that I might have lost him for good came to me in full force. Quickly I turned around and started to run towards his house. It was then that I saw him, running towards me, a black umbrella over his head. We both stopped and stood silently, facing each other. And then he spoke… “You are all wet…”

“Yes…Yes I am…”

“You’ll get sick…”

“Maybe…”

“I’m sorry,” both of us said at the same time. He then stepped closer to me, and used his free hand to pull me to him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and leaned towards him. I felt him place a kiss on top of my head. “I really didn’t know why I walked out like that…I…I was going to come back because I realized that you didn’t have an umbrella with you.”

“I love you, you know that?”

“Yes I know…”

“And you love me…”

“Yes, good you know…” I playfully hit him on his shoulder upon hearing his reply. “Come, I’ll walk with you home.” I nodded.

The “situation” update…

timi — Mon, 24 Nov 2008 07:11:16 +0000

Thanks to all who had read the previous entry and expressed their concerns…
I’m sorry if it sounded so grim when the situation really isn’t. It’s more of like a turn for the better, a sort of a “win-win” situation where one win is better than the other. The only thing is that all my plans for the next month and the following months after that would probably have to change — things that my husband and I are looking forward to that we would just have to set aside ’til later and all that crap.
I was having that “Get the ball rolling and finish everything soon so that I can plan on what to do next dammit!”-feeling you know, because what will happen depends on two people–one friend who already made up his mind and the other one, who is not close to me at all and still has no idea of what is going on, will have to make his in approximately 2 days from now (minimum). I just want everything to go smooth, I don’t like the tension…
Anyway I will put it all in details later as soon as the second person becomes aware of the err…things…

Nocturne - Kim Yuna

timi — Sun, 23 Nov 2008 14:12:47 +0000

I first heard this song long time back and although I don’t understand the lyrics, I can feel the sadness through its melody—Beautiful yet sad…

In just a few days…

timi — Sun, 23 Nov 2008 09:25:24 +0000

Someone’s decision will not only have a huge effect on his life but will probably also alter ALL my plans for the next couple of months. I just hope all goes well in the end…Because I really don’t know what will happen until that turning point comes…

Please just pray for me…

Written work on Azrael’s blog

timi — Thu, 20 Nov 2008 06:08:26 +0000

I submitted a short story (if you can call it that) to AZRAEL as a reply for his INVITATION. Actually this is the 2nd submission since the first one was an old work of mine which would already had been re-published quite a number of times already in the web.
Anyway, you can read it here… http://azraelworld.com/2008/11/20/rosas-by-timi/

Awards!

timi — Wed, 19 Nov 2008 17:54:45 +0000

Thanks Mommy Gen for giving me these awards:

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Thanks also for this award History of SuPeRnOvA & SwEsTpAiN for this power blog award.

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Strange things for sale in the internet

timi — Tue, 18 Nov 2008 15:15:10 +0000

Except for web and domain hosting services, I haven’t really purchased anything online as yet. Not because I am paranoid about the security issues of buying things using the internet, it is just that I have not found any reason why I should. For some, shopping online is convenient and the variety of products and services is really almost infinite (small business for sale too) but then again, I’m currently living in the country where HUGE SHIPPING FEES will always be an issue if ever I want to buy something from a reputable e-Store. Of course, this never stopped me from surfing around AMAZON, Buy.Com and of course, eBay…the king of online auctions—and boy did I see ‘em weird things being sold over there! Let me give you some examples:

1. Scottish Title and Land

2. Wiccan Lost Spells and Potion recipes

3. Mutilated Barbie

4. Real Tsansa shrunken head without human skull

5. Bullshit repellent

6. a genuine antique hobo whiskey bottle

7. Four leaf clover

8. Some animal’s skeletons

9. A Serial Killer’s Fingernails

10. A weird tree branch

My other blog

timi — Mon, 17 Nov 2008 09:44:47 +0000

I purchased a Windows-hosted account a few months ago for the purpose of showcasing personal projects on .NET (mostly themes and skins for open source .NET web applications) and I haven’t really done anything with it yet. I’ve decided to create another blog…A tech one this time and host it from there in the meantime.

Click here to visit it.

We’ll be spending Christmas in Kuwait. Again.

timi — Sun, 16 Nov 2008 14:40:02 +0000

As it says on the title, we’ll still be celebrating Christmas in Kuwait instead of Goa…We owe this to this very sweet airlines (BOO!), who had managed to screw up our plans in a very special way. I mean, come on! Cancelling our CONFIRMED booking we had made almost 3 months before just like that? Bloody friggin’ hell!

So how does Christmas in Kuwait go? Work. Attend midnight mass on Christmas Eve. Order something for dinner before sleeping. Wake up. Work. Go out for dinner. Very exciting.

Hopefully next year would be different. Spending Christmas this way for three years kinda sucks. And since we ain’t that rich to be planning for Orlando vacations just as yet (awesome theme parks + Christmas = amazing Christmas parades people!!!), we’re aiming of spending it in the Philippines…

Not well again.

timi — Sun, 16 Nov 2008 09:58:03 +0000

And so we are back to Timi coughing like a maniac. Change of weather sucks. Although….

Hubby’s been awfully nice to me these past few days…am su-huch a spoiled brat. Didn’t feel like going anywhere so I convinced hubby to just stay home all weekend. Enjoyed a lot of weekend cuddles…Just love ‘em…I think I can just live on that…

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timi — Thu, 13 Nov 2008 12:16:44 +0000

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Stupid me…

timi — Mon, 10 Nov 2008 10:17:34 +0000

So we came home one time from roaming and first thing I did was open my laptop (ME=iNET ADDICT). I wanted to see if there were any replies for my latest post but my internet was not working…or so I thought. To make the long story short it was just that my wireless router was off…DOH!

I’ve had a lot of those “DUH! Can-I-boink-meself-on-me-head-now?” moments. Actually, it’s been happening quite often lately and I really would want to know why. I had noticed that aside from when working on my programs, my level of concentration is quite low…I forget to do simple things, like washing the bowl I thawed the chicken on, putting the ice cream in the fridge as soon as we get home from shopping, things like that…And I feel that it is getting worse every day…

I wonder what is happening to me…