I was about to start my usual evening of study (finally) but here I am, in front of my father's laptop, writing another entry just to say that I feel a little bad.  This blog serves its purpose once again for me to breathe things out.  I just feel a little disappointed at the fact that I wasn't entitled for a productivity bonus from my freelance writing job.  I guess I can take the blame that I was expecting a little too much that I'd be entitled for it but come on, if you were me, you sure know how exceedingly well you've performed in just a mere span of six months NOT on how many write-ups you've contributed for the year.  Ok, I've just revealed the s*cky "reward system" this online writing company adopts for its writers.  Apparently, this said writing company gives out productivity bonuses only for writers who have contributed the most number of write-ups.  On the face of it, this seems a rational "reward system" but anyone can definitely argue that this is not the only objective thing to base on.  This is not even the most important factor in developing a sound reward system to motivate an employee!  I can't really believe that they forgot to apply the contemporary and acceptable concept of a 'skill-based' system.  Meaning, they should reward an employee who has an exceptional skill.  You might ask how this skill can be measured.  Simple, this can be measured by the difficulty in the task which only a few can perform.  In my case, I don't just write articles that promote how awesome a wheelchair can be.  I even experienced performing calculations in some articles that I wrote.  Not only did I estimate the fixed and variable component in a mixed cost, I even f*ckin' tried to graph a linear regression and analyzed it.  Plus, I interpreted narrative poems.  God!  The point which I'm trying to drive at is that if only a skill-based reward system were adopted, then humbly speaking, I'd be one of those writers who could be entitled for a productivity bonus.  The reward system of the "most number of pages written" s*cks perspiring balls.  I don't just say that because I'm bitter at this moment.  So let me back that up with a powerful reason.  Consider this: This s*cky reward system tends the writer to f*ckin' plagiarize.  This is an intolerable sin a writer can commit.  In other words, a writer who badly needs a productivity bonus can simply plagiarize a ton just to double his output.  Get it hehe?  And how can an editor possibly know if a sentence is f*ckin' plagiarized or not?  My point is pretty straightforward: Output is not an essential factor in considering what reward system is proper.  We're not factory workers for f*ck's sake.  This writing company seems to treat us like mechanical subjects who operate 24 hours a day for the company's profit.  And in this age when communism is no longer cool because capitalism has proven itself as a wealth generator, this company seems a glaring exception in this flourishing capitalist world.  In my case that I've just shared, it's obvious that some writing engagements require me NOT to copy and paste but instead one of them actually requires me to drain some brain juices out of my Cost Accounting knowledge.  Now you probably know why I feel a little bad.  It is even a little.  But NOT REALLY!

Because I have this bad attitude towards anyone who grossly wronged me, I have decided to QUIT this freelance writing job by the end of December.  Don't get me wrong, I don't need their f*ckin' cash.  This is a sign of protest against the prehistoric reward system they're using.  Now they've just successfully lost a good writer haha (conceited amp).  I will just invest my savings in stocks or pursue my business plan hehe.      

I was around 10 back then when I started noticing the opposite sex.  I mean, I was around 10 years old when I first had a huge crush on someone.  Ok, not really 10 but it went back as young as 6, as far as I can remember, when I first got really attracted to THE cutest girl perhaps in the whole campus.  I even kissed THE cutest girl just because she was sitting beside me and I didn't know what the hell "consequence" means in a "Truth or Consequence" game.  Yeah, that very exciting game wherein there's a spinning a bottle and when that bottle aims at you, you have to choose between a truth and a consequence.  And I wasn't lucky that time 'cause the bottle controversially aimed at me and I chose "consequence" NOT because I knew what it means (I was in the first grade for Einstein's sake) but because I liked uttering English words that are difficult to pronounce like February.  So I went ahead and gave her a cute peck since my teacher as well my classmates (even before their puberty stage) wanted some action!  That was the consequence--to kiss THE cutest girl sitting beside me and yeah not really a heavy consequence being a child.  I vividly remember that I was suffering from a bad LBM that day that I even pooped inside my underwear.  But that was freakin' puppy love and my LBM was nasty.  Anyway, anyone has a version of puppy love.  If there were terms such as "fetus love," I would've called it that.  Ok, back when I was around 10.  Unlike my cute love affair when I was 6, I was around 10 back then when I really liked someone so bad that I was even calling her almost everyday over the phone.  That time, I was a little more serious just because I didn't have a poop inside my underwear while trying to pursue someone.  Well, let me share the qualities of that girl when I was around 10 because I'm about to write what my ideal girl should be like.  Well, to start off, you might be surprised when I tell you that the girl, when I was around 10 (the fourth grade to be exact), whom I had a huge crush on wasn't really as beautiful as what society has defined for years at least in our country where whitening products are collectively a big hit.  She had dark complexion, curly hair, and a big teeth that were almost forming a bulge below her nose.  Ok, don't get me wrong, I'm not rude or anything, I also have a dark complexion, curly hair, and ok, not really a big teeth that form a bulge below my nose resembling an ape.  I was just trying to stress the fact that she was my crush in spite of her physical appearance.  And if you were THE crush of RC back then, damn sh*t, you'd be popular HAHAHA.  Joke.  Seriously, you might be curious enough to start asking what her intrinsic value was which I unconsciously got attracted to.  One word: Intelligence.  She was the consistent number one in our class way back then.  I remember the time when she fainted at a flag ceremony due to lack of sleep maybe because of her passionate late night study.  I don't know why I'm getting unconsciously attracted to intelligent girls like her.  But there are many intelligent girls whom I know.  In College alone, I've had countless girl friends (notice the space) who are intelligent in their own right.  So it's definitely not the brain factor alone that can complete the list of qualities which my ideal girl should possess.  In fact, when I'm asked by someone whether or not intelligence matters BIG TIME to me, I'd quickly answer, "Not necessarily."  Confusing right hehe?  So what are those qualities?  Enjoy on the jump hehe.

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