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Journal

Random ramblings and musings of my cluttered cranium.

 

Kicking the Habit

Miguel Saballa

I smoked my last cigarette 10 minutes before the clock struck 12 midnight last New Year's eve. I just wanted to share that as I write this, I have not had one stick for 2015 and I'm 26 days clean. Hooray for me. 

The Golden Age of Mobile

Miguel Saballa

We live in the golden age of mobile. When most people would give you an example about devices and gadgets, I’m thinking about a  food truck.

My band recently played an outdoor gig at a university festival and I couldn’t help but notice a big, yellow food truck in between the run-of-the-mill food stalls. I was impressed at how it was only manned by a crew of three, and it served a long queue of people rather well. People would order food at the front part of the truck then they’d get a number and just wait at the back end of the truck. They served really great burgers. Another neat thing I realised was that after the festival, the food stalls had to worry about packing up their stuff, taking down the tents, and wait for a transport to carry out everything while the food truck can just be driven off to the next location.

I came across a quote  by Albert Einstein saying, “Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” I’m guessing that’s why the concept of mobile has been so successful recently. Websites are responsive or designed with a mobile-first (I honestly think it's still okay to do desktop first) principle. Statistics for people browsing the internet on a mobile device is continually increasing. Creating a successful product requires you to be noticeable, of great quality, and mobile—just like a big yellow food truck.

Telepost Office

Miguel Saballa

I went to the post office earlier today to pick up a pair of boots I ordered on eBay; it was a major pain. Let me step back a little and give you an orientation about my country’s post office. Customs is notorious for being among the most corrupt department in my country. You’re probably wondering why I had to go to the post office myself. That’s because they don’t deliver to your address. Yes, you need to go there yourself to pick your package up. I never got a message from them that my package arrived. The last tracking status on eBay is usually “Package is at a sorting facility in the Philippines”. I play guessing games with the actual arrival date and give it around 1-2 weeks after that status is displayed before I actually go there and give them my tracking number to see if it arrived. If you’re lucky, it’s there.

Besides the long and bumpy trip to get there, you’re required to pay more fees on top of the shipping and import charges I already paid on eBay. More fees for documentary stamps and another fee in the counter where you claim your package. You need identification to validate that the package is yours and the windows are manned by people who don’t even return your change until you ask them to.

I got my package but paid more than I should have. I’ve worked in Singapore before and tried shopping online countless times. My package is delivered straight to my home or office and I don’t even pay anything extra. It just goes to show how inefficient and far behind my homeland is.

With all that said, teleportation cannot get here any sooner. But at this rate, I’ll probably have to pay teleportation tax or something here. It’s more fees in the Philippines.

Master(card) of Illusion

Miguel Saballa

I recently got myself a credit card.  This silver, shiny, plastic VISA happens to be my very first one. What is it with credit cards anyway? I heard things about it being the cause of America's present economic situation. I've heard stories of people buried in credit card debt.

And here I was with my EastWest classic card with a measly P20,000 credit limit. I instantly fooled myself into thinking I could go on a shopping spree; I was hoping to finally buy myself a set of cymbals. But after a moment, I came to my senses. This isn't free money. I wouldn't instantly spend P20,000 of my own savings that easily.

So there it was. A mere glimpse of the credit card's illusion. You're nothing but pressed plastic—wait—money is nothing but printed paper, right?

At First Sight

Miguel Saballa

Have you ever had a moment when you set your eyes on something for the first time and it instantly captivates you? You feel a sensation that draws you to it. It's as if an invisible line between you and the object of your desire just tugs relentlessly, aching for you to get closer.

You have no power over it. You obsess about finding ways to make it yours. When you are not in its presence, you struggle to reason with yourself. Am I in need of it? Will I get tired of it once it is mine? You are consumed.

Fuck you, Yamaha Elvin Jones signature snare drum.