"Fresh Beginning" by ARK

YOU!

Yes, you.

You deserve a fresh beginning.

It doesn't matter what you are going through.

It doesn't matter how bad you feel.

It doesn't matter if you've never felt better.

Just know that you can start again from scratch. Today, you are the strongest you've ever been. And tomorrow you'll be even stronger.

So don't be afraid to restart.

Make new decisions. Begin new battles. Face new challenges. Create a new you.


Whatever you do, don't stop making fresh new beginnings. Every chapter of life will have a couple of miserable pages, but it always works out in the end. Be there to celebrate your next beginning.

"Song of the Moment" by POP

Hey guys! Pop here.

Ark and Dev's kinda busy with their school work today. I saw them working on their thesis (well, Ark was.) and their application for internship. Later Ark will be flying off to have some papers signed and some deals sealed.

So here I am, taking charge for the mean time.

Now this is what I call the "song of the moment." Songs that are labeled "song of the moment" are either my LSS (last song syndrome, folks), or the song that's most appropriate for my mood today.

Here's "You Can't Always Get What You Want" by the Rolling Stones. But I'm posting the Glee cover here:

And okay, here's the Rolling Stones version too. :)

Enjoy my song of the moment peeps. :)

"Transition!" by DEV

I'm tryna post like Ark today. So this means I'm gonna go sentimetallic. It's time to dive into Dev's emoticons! And since Ark doesn't like exclamation points, I'll try not to use 'em for now.

This week was overwhaling.

(overwhaling.)

As you guys know, Ark and I have been going to school for a week now. And within that week, only three had us going to class. Within those three days, only two actually had classes in it. Within those two days with classes, only one had homework.

But man was it scary!

We have this thesis-thing to worry about, and even Cat Pig got scared by it. 'm sure glad I came to school once, 'cause both my pet and Ark looked totally terrified. I dunno what's up with this thesis hooha, but I am not liking it.

Hmm...what would Ark say next? Oh! Then there's this inturnip that we have to schedule too (did I spell that right? Or was that internship? Inturnip sounds way tastier IMO.)

(WHY do they give us vegetable-related homework ANYWAY???)

And get this: Ark and I have to be SEPARATED during this internship. I have to work with a company all by myself??? What if this company I'm applying for won't let pets in? How will Cat Pig help me out? I'm doomed!!!

I haven't even mentioned the homework yet! It was this cardboard cut and pasting project that kindergardeners are made to do. We had to sleep over a friend's house (which totally counts as a sleep over 'cause we didn't sleep. That's like, the number one rule of sleep overs.)

Anyway, I have to cleverly mention the blog post's title somewhere in here, so...

The week was all scary because we were "transitioning" into the future.

(insert seemingly meaningful picture related to title here.)

I have no idea if that sentence was correct. But who cares?

I apologize for the exclamation points. Can't help it. So there, I'm kinda scared of the future. Blah, blah, blah. I don't wanna leave my friends yet. Blah, blah, blah.

















CAAAAAT MAARRIIIIIOOOOO.

"In Memoriam" by KENT

Hi. Please don't read this. I don't want anybody getting a dose of my guilt. I'm just posting this as a self-reminder.

This post is in honor of my pet dog Kira, who died just a few moments ago.

The puppy who immediately acknowledged me as his father.

The puppy who grew up to be a hyperactive living tornado.

The dog whose brother died long before him.

The dog who kept people away from our house, friend or foe.

The dog who barked loud but ran away in the face of danger.

The dog who just LOVED fireworks.

The dog who made every stressful day at school better by simply welcoming me home.

The dog who thought he was a cat.

The dog we left behind when we had to move to this apartment.

The dog who still welcomed me every time I came for a visit.

The dog who missed and loved me completely.

The dog who thought we would be coming back for him.

The dog who wondered why we didn't visit often, and why we always had to leave.

The dog who barked for us to stay.

The dog who cried every time we closed the gate on him.

The dog who slowly got depressed as he lost hope of ever sharing a home with us.

The dog who slept alone every night inside the house that used to be OUR home, not just his.

The dog whose energy started to deteriorate with every disappointing visit.

The dog who I will remember not for all the happy times we spent together.

The dog I'll remember because I killed him by being happy without him here.

The dog I'll remember because I forgot about him.

The dog who we finally were able to take home with us.

The dog who taught me the concept of "too late."

The dog who lived with us for an entire week, but has been dead long ago.

Kira just wanted to be with us. He just wanted to be with us again. He waited and waited and waited for us. And now that we were reunited, he decided it was time for him to leave.

He made it clear to me that he still loved me. He cuddled me to say that he just didn't have the energy to show it to me now.

Part of me wanted him dead too. And it's not because he was suffering. It's because he kept reminding me of what I didn't do for him. I wanted him to go to a better place. To leave us, because we didn't deserve him.

I did love Kira. I wish I just showed it more. Shit. I do this to people, 'cause I don't want to feel like this when they die. But I overlooked my dog, I guess. I wasn't as expressive to him as I wanted to be.

The last act of love I could do was carry him out of our home. "It's over, buddy. You did it! You made it here! And we had a blast. I know you're tired. Now rest."

"Missing Things!" by DEV

Greetings, alien dudes!

I, the awesomazing Dev, have successfully resigned from my job. And as some of you gossips already know, Ark has too. Now let's get back to business.

I never thought that I would miss a few things from that place. And no, they're not sentimental shit that I got attached to. This list is mostly of useless stuff that I surprisingly miss.

(and I still miss it. Sorta.)

MY LIST OF STUFF THAT I SURPRISINGLY MISS (and why I think I miss them):

1. The Ketchup Machine

--> This little devil was a complicated piece of machine. But for some reason, I totally got how to disassemble AND reassemble it! How awesome is THAT! Of course the only reason you're gonna want to do all that is to clean the insides.

But to think you'd go through all that trouble just for a machine that only does ONE THING??? Unbelievable. (Yeah, all it does is give you ketchup, whaddaya expect?) Still, it's one of the few Earth machines I've managed to "understand." I love this thing.

(it does NOT look like this. it's far more complicated.)

2. The Dust Pan

--> It's not JUST a dust pan. It's one of those thingies that was really easy to open. It made sweeping the floor fun. I wanted one at home, and I still do.

3. Le Winterhalter

--> Which is just a fancy term for "dish washing machine." Yes it cleans DISHES, not CLOTHES. How awezome is that??? These things get me real excited.

It takes what, like 2 minutes to clean 5000 plates! (Just an estimate. I think it can clean, like 50 plates at once.) It has this bad habit if getting broken every day, but it's pretty easy to fix. How can you wash all those plates without the Winterhalter? YOU CAN'T. So put up with its crazy.

4. The Holder Thingy of The Ice Scooping Thingy

--> See we have this ice scooper, for scooping...ice. It's got this little holder. This said holder ABSOLUTELY HATES ME. It falls on the ice every time I try to use it. Makes you wanna scream "Fine! Stay there in the cold, freezing hell where you belong!!! Whatever."

Don't get me wrong, I will miss my cute arguments with this inanimate object.

(ice cream not included.)

5. The Mobile Bin!

--> Okay, I lied. I wasn't so surprised that I miss the mobile bin (it's this giant container for taking trash to other wonderful places like the dump site.) In fact I told one of my coworkers that I'll be missing it, once I leave the job. And you might be wondering why the heck would a devilish angel like me miss a stupid gigantic trash can with wheels? Well it was my friend. Sorta.

It was this guy's friend too.

Taking it to the dump site wasn't so much fun...oh wait, yes it was. 'cause the last thing you're supposed to do at work is to take out the trash. You know what THAT means? Taking the mobile bin means your shift is about to end.

You get to go home after!

AWEZOME!

And you get to strut sexily as you look at your coworkers, knowing that they'll be staying there for a couple more hours before they can take the bin for a ride. "Yep, see yeah guys."

And like what I said one sentence ago, "yep, see yeah guys."

"Glorious Victory" by ARK

I did it! I survived!

Two months of stay in a world completely unfamiliar--and I came out alive!

I will not deny the fact that I was really stressed out during my stay there, and I do not think the pay was worth it. In fact, I wouldn't be so happy to leave if I enjoyed myself.

But I will also not deny that I made a couple of new friends, faced real challenges and learned a LOT of things. These will come in handy some time in the future.

During my stay, I've had my share of everything there was to experience. I was forced to do things I wouldn't have tried otherwise. I was forced to handle difficult tasks on my own. I was forced to seek out other people's help. Force was my teacher.

It pushed me off the tree so I would open my wings and fly.

Because of it, I was reborn. I know how to maneuver in the air now. And it was all because I had no choice but to soar.

The entire thing was an uncomfortable learning experience.

No two days were the same, I could swear to that. Work hours were ever-changing and unpredictable. No time to get used to anything. Stopping in the middle of a race would mean an instant loss. Stopping in the middle of a fight would be the death of you. And in this industry, stopping for a quick breath is no different.

Multi-tasking, quick thinking, on-the-spot memorization, strength, a sturdy sense of judgement, and self-respect--these are just some of the weapons you will be made to wield if you ever enter this battlefield.

I couldn't brag much, because I am in no way comparable to the crew who've been working there for ages. Some crew claimed that even those who were hired at the same time as I was, were already better than me. They said I was being left out.

But I was never left out. I shined on my own. I had traits and skills nobody else had, like say, handling the customers with an unlimited patience. Only I had that. Only I was able to prove my point without sounding arrogant or cocky.

For that they called me intelligent. For that I gained their respect.

And it's not like I was the slowest crew. I had my share of praise for being good at what I was doing.

I wasn't the best. I couldn't prove myself worthy to a lot of them. But to me, I've been doing really well. I was being excellent, beyond my standards.

I've been reaching heights I was too afraid to go to.

It was scary, but flying alone with a heavy burden was something I've never done before. I am proud of myself for having survived all that. I will never forget any of it.

Last night as we closed the store, I couldn't help but glance at everything one last time--for the next time I visit it, I will not be allowed to go inside. As I walked away from the fast food that has been my home for two months, I thought: "The feeling of glorious victory...I survived!"

I left happily.

"Le Customers!" by DEV

ARK UPDATE:

Yeah, yeah, yeah. So Ark's only got four days left to work in that fast food chain, and I heard that everyone's been sorta cool to him these days. They've even put a "TYVM :)))" on his name written on the schedule. If you didn't know, TYVM stands for "Tomatoes. Yellows. Veggies. and Mayonnaise. :)))" Either that or it's "thank you very much. :)))"

They're thanking him for two months worth of hell.

But now he's about to leave, people are trying to be good to him to make up for their past mistakes (or to make sure his awesome muscular brother doesn't rush there to wage war!)

Ark's making a few last-minute friends. He's recon...reconsi...reconciling with a few enemies (what's the point??? Oh well, that's just Ark for yeah.) He's also trying to make sure he'll be remembered (he should try blowing something up. THAT'll get him remembered.)

He's got this feeling that some of his friends might actually miss him. So, okay, fine. Whatever, Ark.

BUT WHAT I REALLY WANNA TALK ABOUT ARE LE CUSTOMERS.

(we will kill everyone you love.)

Yes. Within the few weeks I've stayed working, I encountered every specie of customer there is. And I'll let you meet every one of them. (As if that's a good thing! LOL.)

Le Customers of Our Service Industry:

1. The Extras

-->  these guys are pretty simple to talk about. They're the faces in the crowd that remain in the crowd. They're the people who come, eat, and leave without ever talking to you. They come and they go, like all movie extras do. These are some of the BEST customers you will be faced with.


2. The Smart Ass














--> People who will look at their receipts and pretend to understand the meaningless scribbles even I can't understand. They will then proceed to tell you that you failed to give them all the food they've ordered, and that it says so in their receipt. I need Ark when handling these kind of people. He's got a good way of showing them who's boss. I mean, Ark's the BIGGEST Smart Ass I know. He's also probably the biggest Ass.


3. The Beast Master

--> Or the Dog Owner. Or the Zoo Keeper. Whatevs. They're the jerks who treat service people like their pets. They'll call out to you almost saying "come here boy! Fetch! Fetch me a chair!" Yep. Just plain rude.


4. The Kids

--> complicated creatures, I'm telling ya. They come in all shapes and forms, so be careful when handling them. They range from polite and adorable, to carbon copied-miniature versions of their parents, to sheer evil energy contained in a small body.


5. The Elderly

--> Painfully fragile humans stuck in a pit full of lions. When a frail, sickly old woman tries to get her tray full of food and drinks across an entire fast food full of people moving viciously...you can't help but cringe, can you? For Pete's sake, assist her. Please.


6. The I-Need-Like-Ten Glasses-Of-Water-Full-Of-Ice-And-Oh-Give-Us-Plates-Too-We-Need-Like-Ten-And-Tissues-Please

--> They mean well. They say it well. It's just that they underestimate their request a *little* bit. These well-meaning people who simply want your assistance can still prove to be quite a pain, especially when you try to memorize their request while imagining how you'll fit ten glasses of water on only one tray so  you could save time and energy. And they are NOT THE ONLY CUSTOMER YOU CURRENTLY HAVE.


7. The I-Think-I-Want-One-Too

--> As you victoriously fulfill number 6's request, you sigh relieved and prepare to get back to work, only for customer number 7 to see what you are doing, and suddenly decide that they also need ten glasses of water to complete their fast food experience. *flips table*


8. The Detective

--> The detective will constantly "follow up" on their orders. They are at first, docile creatures. But when left alone for a few minutes, they will start raising their table numbers in the air, telling you to follow it up again. They are at their most dangerous when they begin to approach the counter, to complain how hungry they are and how much time they've wasted waiting for their food. Only the manager can spare you now.


9. The Spiller













--> Whether the customer is apologetic or not, spills are annoying. There's nothing to do but clean them. The Spiller is not aware that cups can be knocked over. Most Spillers are stressed-out parents handling their mini-tornadoes known more commonly as children. (Variation: The Spitter. Yes. I'm talking VOMIT.)


10. The Lovers

--> Here to remind you that you are forever alone, they are harmless. (otherthantheemotionaltraumatheygiveyouastheyholdhandssweetlyandremindyouthatyouhaven'tgotapersonlikethatinyourlife.) Let the bitterness flow, ladies and gentlemen.


11. The Saints

--> My favorite are the ones that slightly resemble human beings and show bits of human emotion, morals and values. Customers that still know how to say thank you and smile at you are the BEST. They know that they are being served by fellow human beings, and so they show respect for their fellow race.


12. The Hybrid

--> Of course, some of those I've mentioned above can have two or three more traits combined. Good luck handling THEM.


13. The FAMILY

--> The family that eats together will probably get you killed. Imagine an entire table consisting of the customers I've already mentioned above.


SO I SEE YOU'RE READY TO ENTER THIS DANGEROUS WORLD. ONLY ONE QUESTION: ARE YOU READY?

"Not in the Mood!" by DEV

I feel I've been cheated.

Hello guys. I know ya' missed me. I haven't been posting on purpose as an act of rebe.. rebelly... reveliyon...

Yeah, against Ark and his stupid life decisions. I told him to quit the job 'cause it's totally stressing him out (that's what I did. And ever since I resigned I've been hiding with the crazy people of Tumblr.) Ark DID resign, but the managers gave him two weeks worth of work before he can finally leave his contract. It sucks.

I dunno how he handles all that shit.

I mean, TWO MORE WEEKS of ALL THAT WORK??? I'm tellin' ya, it's tiring, it's stressful, and it's just not worth the pay.

I've never seen him so...lonely. And I hate seeing him like that.

He's definitely gotta hang on. I can't believe I'm saying this, but thank goodness school's about to start!!!

Two more weeks of pain and agony (it's not that bad, Ark says.)
Ark's gotta survive this.

Until then, I'm not in the mood for anything.

[end of rant.]