Thank God it's Friday!
I'm a little sad (a little? Only? My friends who know me well are probably raising their eyebrows at that) about my situation in life right now. Yun lang. I mean, I'm okay, but I know I could be happier. If I let myself, I guess, but I can't. Heh. That sounded weird that I won't let myself be. Ano ba.
Just felt like ranting. An unfortunate continuation of my emo-filled day. It's been a long day, a looong week, blah. I really feel glad to finish this week, but I'm not looking forward to next week.
But I promise to try to let myself be happier.
Because maybe good things can happen. After all, there is no way to go but up, right?
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One budgeting tip I read in a magazine is that one should pay for the bills as they come in so the person cannot feel the stress of paying everything all in one blow.
Good advice, right?
Ugh. I wish that applied to me.
I've been paying my bills as they come in, but today, I realized--all my bills are due more or less on the same dates! Aargh! It really just dawned on me today when I saw my bag stuffed with envelopes. Today is the first time all my statements arrived at the same time. Most of my bills have the same cutoffs and due dates. Fark. I am so unfortunate with that. So my limited budgeting skills will be at work now. So not fun. :(
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It's been a strange weekend, that.
For one thing, I couldn't find a thing I wanted to read. I hate that feeling of really, really wanting to read something, but can't find it! So all the stuff that I want to read over the weekend? Gone. Aggh. Sobrang weird lang kase before I left for work, I left all the books and magazines on my bed! Parang joke. Talaga.
Come to think of if, I can't find these green necklaces I bought a few weeks ago. Ang labo talaga.
And Jollibee wasn't able to deliver food yesterday! I couldn't believe it when they called an hour after my dad ordered to say that they lost our order because their system crashed or something. Darn.
Plus, I am a frustrated scrapbook-maker, what with all the new, cute stuff available in National and other scrapbooking shops. Aliw! My officemates are making a scrapbook full of dedications for our soon-to-be-ex-schedule-maker. Crissy and I appropriated a page already and... well, the whole book's probably delayed because of me! I'm so OC about it. Anyway, I had all the rubber foam cutouts, photo corners, construction paper, glittery pen, calligraphy pen... and I wasn't quite sure what to do! I finished our page only today. It's pretty and girly with a garden theme, but I wish I had more time to do it.
Which brings me to this scrapbook project I want to do for a friend, but I am so hesitant to start. The main reason why I can't seem to start working or making scrapbooks is because I want everything available already--all I need to do is to assemble everything. That part I can do: assemble, design, create. Collecting every little thing is not something I am up for. Omg, the stress of looking through all my stuff. Scrapbooking websites say one can just work a page at a time, but I don't know. I like things done step by step as soon as possible. Planning School much?
As for my half-forgotten dream, I'm still working on it. Unsurely, though. How am I supposed to proceed anyway? What am I supposed to do next? I can be patient when I want to, but something tells me, this can't wait. I'm still praying hard and crossing my fingers. What more can I do, I wonder.
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Here I go again, crossing my fingers and hoping for the best.
Because I need to wake up and realize my half-forgotten dream (I love the use of those words from "Windmills of Your Mind"--is that the correct title?).
Because I know I will never rest without it. One of my long lost friends and I were discussing this a few weeks before and what struck me was that she said about one's passion: "talagang hahanapin mo yun eh, di ka talaga titigil". So simple yet it really stuck with me because it was in a moment in my life when I felt, wait wait wait, I need to do this, I need to figure it out. And I wish it is meant to be.
So good luck to me. *scaaary*
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