You are the King's Bishop

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The King's Bishop

Congrats! Only 3-4% of the population score this!

To others, the King’s Bishop projects confidence. This can be mistaken for arrogance; but its source is easy to find. From an early age most of the King’s Bishops are specialized in their knowledge. When it comes to an area of expertise the King’s Bishop has several. They can know immediately if they can help you and how. They know what they know, but more importantly they know their limits.

This Bishop is a perfectionist. They will always attempt to improve upon anything of interest. They have an unusual independence of mind which frees them from authority, convention or sentiment. Anyone who is slacking will lose respect – and be made aware of this. The King’s Bishop can be secretive when making critical decisions. However they are even-handed and will recognize contributions others give.

This Bishop is highly ideal with their goals. They attempt to pursue high degree of quality in solutions and can be critical of ideas that compromise this quality. Because of their unwillingness to accept ‘good enough’ they can be unrealistic. They are at their best when they have time to think through a problem, at which point they may have a plan to solve the dilemma. The King's Bishop is an individual with a very analytical attitude. They are like the Queen's Rook, in that they prefer the ascetic quality of solitude. They are not as sociable as others, but are quite prepared to lead if they deem the current leadership as weak. They are thankfully pragmatic and logical individuals. They have very low tolerance for emotional rampaging or the spinning of 'truths'

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Coin Trade

A little elf made a trade with me
In the night, perhaps in a dream:
A gold coin for my destiny.
But thinking that it was a dream

I grinned and gave it away.
The elf was gone the next I looked;
Where he stood, the gold coin lay.
I picked it up and cursed the crook

And to waking I slowly went,
But I felt bad that the trade was done
And my riches were almost spent.
So I sought to trade my coin for fun

At the local drinking bar
But on the way I tripped and fell
And the coin rolled very far.
I ran and leaped and ducked and well,

The coin was the better man,
Across the road it went past me
And unto your waiting hand.
"My dear, you hold my destiny,"

I said, but you smiled and winked and the wind danced on your hair,
And I saw myself in you and I lost my composure and I could not speak at all.
My pockets were empty and my mind lost its wit,
And my poetry could no longer merit an exchange.

So I took my heart and offered,
Which you traded with me gladly-
And it was then, I realized,
That I no longer owned my destiny!

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Happy 2nd month, Cat. :3

Hotdog

For the first time ever, I saw a long slice (or should I say, "unslice") of hotdog in the spaghetti I bought for merienda from Jolibee. I had to look at it twice to make sure it wasn't something else. LOL

Future

One thing about knowing too much is that you have the tendency to think too much about something. Oftentimes, you'd be convinced about the conclusion that you've decided for yourself without even actually doing it.

I've realized this for quite some time now, which was why I've decided to forget about certain "predispositions" to which I have been trained. "This thing won't sell", "you should start with X business first", and so on: screw that. I've always lived by the principle of being responsible for oneself and learning from one's mistakes. If I want to learn from something, I'd rather experience it myself than just read about it in a book or hear about it from someone else.

My father has been suggesting lots of other things to me about work and my future. I suppose I can't really blame him; he feels like his days are numbered, and he probably wants to leave something behind (or ensure that things are well before he goes). Whenever I tell him, "I'd like to do _____ in a few years," (insert new business here), he'd say, "Why don't you do X or Y? It's better... etc etc blah blah".

Only recently did I think about why he has been saying that. A direct translation of it could be, "Don't do that. Do X or Y instead." Somewhere, a small part of me believes that. A small part of me thinks that I might be wrong, and that maybe the safer route would be to do X or Y, or, heck, run my Dad's business. I was a bit mad and hurt that that small part of me exists, that because of its existence, I doubt myself.

My new understanding of him and his words came when he asked me to join him for dinner randomly, two nights ago. He was near the office, so he invited me. We didn't talk about my future and all that. We just talked about our days, and how we were in general. Part of me wanted to bring up the topic about how he was whenever I would talk about what I wanted to do. However, seeing him, and taking into consideration his real motivations behind his words, made me decide not to push through. I just thanked him for the meal, and subtly, thanked him for his advice.

It was only advice, after all. The decision was still left in my hands. At the end of the day, I still can't blame anyone but myself for making that decision.

I'm actually thankful that I met Cat. When I first saw her, I never really knew what she wanted to do for a living. It was actually the same as what my brother / siblings wanted to do. It was something I've always wanted to do, myself.

I hope things start picking up. I can already see a vision of the future; all that's left is to start walking towards it.

Science

Sperm-powered Nanobots

Happy research subjects? LOL

Scientist: "We seem to have run out of test fluid... give me a minute."

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In other news, I'm sick. Heh, well, it came at a bad time since I have to go to the Davao Cyber Expo this weekend for an event. That, and it's embarrassing to be absent for two consecutive days (or more). It's a good thing that we (I) don't have much to do, or else I'd come back to a crap-load of work.

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This post has been made with thanks to a neighbor's (or wherever, haha) WIFI connection. It doesn't have security so anyone could just leech from it. :P

Farewell to Self

Distance wraps itself around me, a lonely satellite being
Floating in a sea of pure depth and space,
Pure nothingness, blackness, or light.

My branches sway towards you like sunflowers in the morning,
Their existence now a second longer by the sweet sight
Of you and him under a faraway moon.

It is perpetually nighttime, where I live.
Pieces of me, lost, or broken by careless museum patrons
Shimmer like signals from a lover by a lighthouse.

That same lover sighs, but returns each night,
To send a sliver of light reflected from her eyes from the myriad stars
To her faraway soul, saying, "return".

When he smiles at you and your sight is made radiant
Like the instant between dawn and pure morning,
My branches, reaching out towards you, remain unchanged.

One day, when you are idle, or feel strangely compelled, look within you.
If by any chance, in the infinite depths of your heart, you do not find me,
Walk out into your world, proud, that sadness has left you.

- Inspired by Quarter

Outing 1 and 2

Last Thursday and Friday, we had our departmental team-building outing. We had a lot of activities that Thursday, which we topped off with a late night videoke and beer session. This would also be the time that Julius almost lost his job. HAHAHA. Niel and I were laughing our asses off just watching the others go about drunk. I was feeling sleepy already, though, and decided that there really was no point in pushing myself further.

Friday was so-so, since I had a bad hangover. I decided to swear off drinking too much for a while. Not only because it was a real hassle, but also because I still had to pick up Cat for the OS outing, which would be Saturday and Sunday. Hurray for really long vacations!

I was feeling a bit better by the time we met up. We were supposed to ride a tricycle / taxi to the meeting place but it rained, so I had to bring out my car.

The bus trip was kinda sucky, though. I don't know if it was just my back (it's not perfectly straight - it's not arched, but it's slightly twisted) or the seat, but when I lied down on the seat, there was nothing holding my neck. It was a bit hard to sleep. Good thing Cat was there. We could sleep on each other. Hahaha. But still, it was a bit tough. Add to that the fact that the bus had two flat tires...

Food was pretty nice at the resort. The place wasn't too fancy, but it really didn't have to be. It was simple, nice and cozy. I managed to get to know most of the people there (not really as much, but at least I know their names and a bit about their backgrounds now) so it was neat. Of course, the time I got to spend with Cat (practically two whole days) was wonderful.

We were met with a storm while we were in Potipot Island on Sunday morning. It was like a scene from Survivor. Lol. We were being pelted with solid rain drops and the seawater became colder. We just laughed about it and bared with it for a while. Not like we had a choice! Haha.

Anyway, the return trip was stormy as well. It was pretty dark out, but we were fortunate to be safe for the most part.

Cat and I brought Niel, Chino and Xandra home, then we went out for a quick drink at Starbucks since I was already feeling sleepy and tired (doesn't happen often when I drive, so I knew I was really tired). Cat is Ironman, is a Gundam, and needs coffee to survive. X3 Overall, it was a great vacation. I just need to make sure that I pack more clothes next time. Lol.

1 Month

Dear Cat,

Happy monthsary to us! X3

Sure does feel like we've been a couple for more than a month. Feels like a year already, actually (as we've always been saying).

I'm really glad I met you. I think it was fate... Maybe there were a few lonely angels in heaven who chanced upon our wandering souls and thought, "the world needs a bit more love. We just need to make those two people meet to make it right."

Well, whatever the case, I am grateful. There was something about you that drew me in the first I saw you. I think I saw a vision of us. I just had to get to know you. I couldn't let go of that opportunity. I took it longingly, and I remembered how it was to be alive. Thank you.

I love you, Catherine. Know that I will always protect you.

Thinking of you always,
Chase