I think it’s nice and thoughtful of Larry King to acknowledge the people behind the camera who equally risk their lives as the journalist we see in front of the camera.

He took a few seconds on yesterday’s show to acknowledge them for a job well done. I think it’s really sweet of him to do that. These are the people who, we viewers, often forget about because it’s the journalist we see.

Thank you, Larry King!

Grrr...blogspot hates me right now, I can't post the caps! Will try to post again later!

(sorry if my blog's a little all over place)

At last! I see the sun. We’ve been having very bad weather since last week and this morning for the first time in days, I see the sun. Yesterday, strong winds and white rain welcomed me while walking on my way to work. The rain was so strong that it actually looked like white curtains circling around me. The cloud was dark and heavy, It was so hard see anything so I decided to look for shelter and wait for the rain to stop. I was soaking wet when I got to the office. Being out there in the rain kinda remind me of Andy during hurricanes. I think I miss wet Anderson. Anyway, Anderson’s back in Israel, as long as he’s somewhere in the middle east, I won’t stop worrying about him.

I’m getting a little tired of the Israel-Lebanon war but I just can’t stop watching the news. Everyday when I turn on the TV on CNN, it’s all about rockets fired here and missiles launched there, innocent victims everywhere. Which reminds me of something somebody said on Discovery Channel: “War is not about who is right, it’s about who is left.”

I’ve been watching so much CNN, I think I’m starting to think that Nic Robertson is cute! Awww! *buries head under the sand*

To get my mind off Nic… I’m posting caps of Anderson courtesy of the good people of Anderloads, I’m not sure which one came fron Legionpossessed, Stillife and Bcfraggle cause I’ve been seeing Nic in my mind’s eye all morning, it’s so hard to focus on other things.

This photo of Anderson made me smile the whole day, and I’m smiling still. He looks like he hasn’t been eating right on the field, he’s so skinny and yet I’m smiling and giggling like a little school girl.

Current Mood: Irritated

Typhoon Kaemi is giving us some punishing rains right now, it hasn’t stopped since yesterday. Not a teeny weeny bit of sunshine in sight. Pretty much how I feel right now, I feel a little sad without any apparent reason, I’m stuck in the office and I haven’t been smiling since I got here. To top it all my very show-off of an officemate is trying to start a conversation about Hezbollah earlier for revenge.

Why for revenge, you ask?

Well, last week he was showing-off, as usual, and he started to talked like he knew everything about Hezbollah, the Israel-Lebanon war that’s been going on… I didn’t pay attention to him at first but he’s so annoying so I said, “You know, you really should get your facts straight first before you talk about something, because you’d only look stupid!” Needless to say, I told him off, he deserved it anyway. Haha! I knew it, being a news-junkie will come in handy one day.

So, now, I think he did some research (he pretends to know it all) and started to get me into a Hezbollah conversation, I didn’t even look at him! I was looking at my computer monitor all throughout his speech with my left eyebrow raised up to the ceiling. Btw, he didn’t stop talking, he’s talking like a CNN terrorism analyst or something like Peter Bergen. I bet if I drop Peter Bergen’s name he’d google him and then Peter will be our topic tomorrow. I don’t know what else to do with this person, he’s so ... I don’t know what to call him! Arggh!

Working on Saturdays really suck! I can’t wait to get out of this office.

I should be home watching AC360! I wanted to call in sick earlier but my other self is telling me to go to the office and edit the book that I'm doing, finalize the design of some brochure and finish a million more deadlines. It’s 10:22 a.m. now, 360 started and I’m here in the office blogging when I should be working. lol!

Back in Beirut

Anderson Cooper is still pretty much a “shark,” I guess, the man just can’t stop from moving. Personally, I’d rather see him in Cyprus, away from the explosions and all, but then, what kind of news will we get from him if he stays there?

I hope Andy stays safe and out of harms way.

Here are some caps from previous 360 episodes, courtesy of Legionpossessed.

What's going on in Indonesia?

I felt weakened by the news yesterday afternoon when I heard on the news that an earthquake shook Indonesia once again, and a possible tsunami could occur. They've had more than their share of natural disasters this past few months and it seems like more is on the way. This morning when I woke up, it's all over the news, a tsunami just hit them, again. There's nothing I can do, I could cry for them but it won't help. I feel so helpless.

No ice cream in this Israeli town

No ice cream in this Israeli town

Nahariyah is empty. The streets would normally be packed with tourists and residents dining in outdoor cafes or eating ice cream while out for a stroll.

But we've seen nary a soul since we arrived here several hours ago. Occasionally, a voice echoes down the deserted streets or man speaks through a loudspeaker telling people to seek the safety of bomb shelters.

After a little searching, we were able to find a spot from which we could broadcast tonight's show.

We're now driving toward an Israeli artillery battery. We didn't have time to get Israeli-issued ID cards, so we are not sure they will let us videotape anything when we get there, but we'll see.

Driving on these mountain roads is an eerie experience. It's pitch dark and the roads are very windy. A Katyusha rocket hit nearby about five minutes ago. It made a loud pop, but we didn't see where it landed. The driver of our SUV stopped on the side of the road, but we decided to just keep going forward.

We have flak vests with us, and I have a digital video camera in my lap, but I must admit the rocket's loud pop was startling. It definitely got our attention.

- Anderson Cooper

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I can’t breathe, I need some air, or better yet, bring me an oxygen tank!

ANDERSON!!!

How could you do this to us? I do understand the nature of your job but I can’t help but worry about you and your crew’s safety.

I literally feel like my heart’s stuck in my throat right now, and I couldn’t help but think of that ABC guy, Bob Woodruff. He was almost killed. I know you’ve been doing this for more than 15 years now, I’m sure you’ve cheated death so many times already so please try not to use all your nine lives. I can’t imagine what Gloria must feel right now.

Must you really go to Israel? Can’t you just let Nic Robertson or Ben Wedeman do the field reporting? As you say, sitting in an anchor chair is just as stimulating as going on the field.

Get (your cute ass) back to NYC!

Or, you can drop by my country, I’ll show you around. We have local terrorist here if it interests you, and they’re just as bad. Really, really bad people. What else do you need?

(Hey! At least I tried.)

I’ll be praying for your safety, Mr. Cooper. May God be with you!

Why?!

I can’t believe what I’ve gotten myself into this time. Why do I find it hard to say NO?!

The reason I resigned from my current job is because it’s so boring and repetitious NOT to mention the guy that I’m working with is driving me mad every day! He’s so mayabang (show-off)! If he was a hurricane, he’d be a Cat 4! If I enjoyed the work here, I think I would’ve resigned eventually because of him.

Anyway, I was asked by the Director of this company to stay a while longer, at least give them a month to find me a replacement, I could very well leave right away since I’m not a regular employee yet but I couldn’t say no, so I’m staying until August 11. L

Then, after two days, she asked to meet with me again during lunch, kind of like a lunch meeting then she asked me to do part time work with them. If could report half-day on Saturdays? My brain’s telling me to say no but my lips said yes…arrgh!!!

It’s one of my weakenesses, I just can’t say no! I’m too afraid to hurt the feeling of others so I end up hating myself.

Googling Anderson Cooper

I can’t wait to see Andy on David Letterman, I’m hoping to hear more of his andergiggles. I just can’t help but smile and giggle just by thinking about it.

I feel so weird because lately I feel like wanting to see Andy more and more. I just can’t get enough of him. Last night, I heard his voice on CNNi, it made me miss him even more. I wonder when I could quit him? Not that I want to quit him anytime soon but I wonder…

(As if I haven’t tried quitting him before… )

By the way, next month, around mid-August, will be my first year of being an Anderfan. As I said before, I first saw him when he reported from Sri Lanka back in January 2005, I didn’t “fall in love” with him instantly then, I didn’t even catch his name. I was just glued to him, I couldn’t change the channel, I usually watched BBC then, I was itching to change the channel but somehow my fingers won’t let me touch the remote, I was drawn to him, like a moth to a fire, and the sincerity in the tone of his voice… so endearing… he had this soothing voice…hmmm… I think I hear him again… in my head…wait a minute… I must be going mad. Why do I always hear Coop in my head? Must snap out of it. * must get my medicine… * * runs to the room and get a picture of Andy *

Anyway, my second sighting of Andy was last August 2005, I woke up late that Saturday morning, I turned on the TV and put the channel to CNN, and there he was…again. This time he was in Maradi, Niger, reporting from a makeshift hospital…

I remember screaming, “It’s him! the man I saw last January, ” I was talking to my then 3 year old son. He kinda looked puzzled but I didn’t care. I gave him his bottle of milk and I continued watching the news and Anderson Cooper… “I finally got his name,” I said to myself.

I googled him the following day and was surprised that he had a LOT of fans. I didn’t think that time that people could actually find reporters interesting. Googling Andy opened my eyes to a whole new different world, he opened up new doors and possibilities to me. So to speak…

So, this blog goes out to Anderson Cooper and I, it’s our fist year anniversary next month! Hope to see more of you and less of the tragedy and bad news! But, more of hurricanes… perhaps… Ha ha ha!!! Just kidding.

Happy Anniversary, dear!!! * falls off the chair *


* Gosh, can I get any more delusional than I already am? *

the cutest ever!

Isn't this the cutest desktop you have ever seen? *faints*

Whatever...

I didn’t have anything better to do yesterday so I watched LKL, I like Larry but sometimes he’s a bit boring. I’m glad I watched yesterday, he had Kathy Griffin on the show, she was talking about her recent divorce with her husband and her reality show.

I must admit I am not a fan of hers, but I do know her. It’s just that I don’t pay much attention to her. However, when she mentioned Anderson Cooper yesterday on the show, I instantly liked her.

Obviously, she’s a fan of Anderson, she calls him Andy, I think only true fans call him that. She wants to make out with him…hmmm…who doesn’t? Can you blame her? I’ve got an ear-to-ear smile as I am writing this right now.

Coop makes me smile, always. He makes me forget my worries even for awhile.

You see, I’m about to resign from my current job, it’s so boring to me death, I just can’t do it anymore. I think I hear my mother inside my head “Rolling stones gather no moss,” she’s telling me.

"Oh, no! How am I gonna explain this to her?"

And, just two weeks ago. I resigned from another company… remember? The politician boss… who hurts people, literally and verbally? Yup! That’s him!

I’m thinking there must a lesson in all of this…

My former politician boss gave me a ridiculous amount of money for salary but I still quit that job even though I loved what I was doing there, not to mention the Powermac G5 that he bought me. So it can’t be the money.

Lesson 1: Money, it doesn’t bring happiness and peace of mind.

I’m currently working for the De La Salle University Press, I took the job they offered me in spite of the fact that the salary they could afford to give me a few thousands less from the salary I demanded because of lesson 1. Last June 30 was my last day of work from my politician boss, I started to work here (DLSU Press) last July 3…I’m on my second week right now…but I feel like I can’t do this anymore. So I’m quitting. I’m giving my resignation letter this afternoon. I’m quitting not because of my salary but because I’m not happy with what I do.

Lesson 2: It’s really not about the money. So it must be the love of work? That will make me happy.

My last day of work here will be on August 11, and on August 14, I’ll be starting to work in an advertising agency. I wonder if it will bring me happiness and fulfillment?

Oh, and by the way, I’ve got a lot of explaining to do to my friends because I never liked the idea of working in an ad agency, really! For years I’ve been trying to avoid them. I’m not sure why, but I’ve been lying about it since I don’t know when, or maybe I told the truth once but somehow I forgot it. Maybe I feel intimated by them or maybe I don’t think I’m good enough for them. Whatever the reasons are…I might need the help of Dr. Phil to dig it somewhere in my brain.

The salary they offered is somewhere in between my two previous jobs. It’s not about the money, remember?

So let’s wait and see if this is the bliss that I’m looking for.

Ooops, I think I hear Coop in my head, “Follow your bliss,” he tells me.

bored

This is my second week on my new job; I was very excited last week because I would finally use Adobe InDesign CS2 since my new job would require me to design and layout books. I’ve been wanting to use Adobe InDesign CS2 since it came out but I had no reason to… so I didn’t. I mean, know the basics, it’s sort of like the improved version of Pagemaker. And I know Pagemaker all too well so it should be easy to learn. I was like a sponge last week, absorbing every thing I need to know.

And now, on my second week… I find it rather boring to layout books with the endless editing and all. I just finished editing Chapter 3 of this particular book that I’m doing right now, and boy, oh, boy! I feel like banging my head against the wall. I’m so bored! I’m wishing it was Anderson’s book that I’m layouting/editing right now. Hmmm… that would be fun.

That’s all for now, I think I’ll find me a match and look for something to burn. This job is boring me to a coma. lol!

I think it's time to find me another job.

My thought of the day

Two months and four days. That's how long I spent working in a government office and I don't think I'll ever do it again. It's just too much for me. The red tape, the ghost employees and the very "powerful" boss. The boss, oh, yeah! I've got a lot to say about him.

He's very mean and cruel to his staffs, well, except for one, I don't understand where his anger is coming from. He's always angry. He's not human. He doesn't care about how people feel. He gets what he wants regardless of the means. Money is everything to him. He acts like he can buy everything, people included.

I don't feel anything for him, I used to hate him but now, I'm only too happy to be out of his sight. But one thing that saddens me is that one of his staffs is slowly turning to be like him! She's intelligent and pretty, she looks exactly like a human being on the outside but inside...She's slowly turning into a non-human, let's call her B. I mean, I saw my ex-boss hit his photographer... I went pale and unable to move for a good one minute. I cried for days for what I saw, and to top it off, I just learned this week that the boss kinda "fired" the guy and assigned him somewhere else. How could you not feel anything when you witness something like that? When B learned of this...I felt like she was faking her sympathy. It felt more like she reacted to it like it was normal or business as usual. Maybe she's seen more of what I saw, or ever worse. She been working for him for more than a year now, I think. She must think of it as "normal" already. Which is scary, because how do you draw normal from not when you are exposed to cruelty everyday? You get kind of brainwashed. I think.

When you lose your ability to feel, what will become of you? We feel because we are human. It's the very thing that separates us from animals. I'm so sad for her.