Tuesday, September 22, 2009
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Just got home and while driving home, I was mulling over this thought to send out to the universe: when I was growing up, my parents were (are still, in fact) working in Makati (which is very far from the mountains where we live). Everyday, my dad would call us at home to ask if I needed anything - his words, "Is there anything you need to beg, borrow or steal?" In other words, if my brother or I needed supplies such a pad, ballpen, books and the like. It's usually things like that we would wait for at night. Okay I am digressing, but they came home reasonably early enough for us to get the stuff we need, catch up on our day and help out with homework as well. There were days, though, my dad or mom would tell us, "we're coming home late tonight" - meaning they had a dinner, business meeting, etc. And even if they would "come home late," that was around 10pm or so. And now that I am probably close to the age they used to say that to us, my normal coming home time is 10pm and "come home late" - this means work and not gimmick - is about, oh, 12 midnight to 1am? Goodness, if I have kids, I think my definition of "come home late" should change. :P Or will it? Sometimes I can't just leave work alone (heehee addict)... I don't know, I guess it's just a matter of priorities (especially if one has a family) and perspective... and at this point in my life, it's pretty much focused on work. :) Just a thought.
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Saturday, September 12, 2009
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random Liking Katy Perry's songs, especially Waking Up in Vegas and of course, Hot and Cold (count on Crissy and me to be dancing to that song). Seriously considering watching her concert here next month... I missed Lady Gaga already, so what about Katy Perry? *thinks who can be dragged along* "Kanin Club" last night - not the restaurant, but how Crissy and described what happened to us at the antiburnout party. Our team came fashionably late (because of work, Day 3!!!) and there was no more food left, plus it was already the party scene. We ordered food - as in rice and ulam - while everyone was already in club/party mode. Hehe, it's funny when you think about it. Last night's music was fun because it was Pau's music list: BEP, Katy Perry, some Lady Gaga, Craig David. Later on the night, it was meh already being a bit too trance for our liking. Oh well, we had fun with that, still. I am looking forward to reading Dan Brown's new book, The Lost Symbol - it will be available by Tuesday! Yay! My dad reserved a copy already and I'll pick it up next week - hah, I get to read it first! :) I badly need a new book to read, I think I read too fast for my liking. The last one I read was Nicholas Sparks' The Lucky One. For once, I didn't cry over a Nicholas Sparks book - cried buckets over The Notebook and A Walk to Remember and so so over The Rescue. I have a book "on reserve" or when I'm really desperate for something to read (it sounds funny, but true) which is The Last Summer (of You and Me) by Ann Brashares. A short walk in the rain with Do and Crissy along Katipunan last night was funny, I swear. It will probably be one of those moments, the little things, that I enjoy and oddly, treasure. Not a techie person, I leave that to my friends, but haha I am always going to Speedtest ever since I found that website. Haha I just keep checking our ISP's speed and what have you. Just like looking at stats like that. :) Ugh since it's September already, I heard a Christmas song already. Yikes almost the end of the year and Christmas! Haha I have decided to be organized this year about my Christmas presents. So yes, this is me being responsible and thoughtful and everything I wasn't last year! Wah!
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Thursday, September 10, 2009
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Today was probably one of the most stressful days I've had in a long time. Sigh. It's not really the big things like screaming fights or outbursts - just a lot of little things that compound and become this one big thing. My head aches because I want to cry - that's the best way for me now to release the stress - but I can't seem to muster the tears just yet. The tears are all there, but can't just come out. Goodness. And eeew I realized I am emotional eater. I eat away the stress. I noticed I picked up that habit quite recently - eating food I like to cushions the pain and frustration. Yikes. Crissy and I noted that today when, at around 7pm, she asked me if I wanted anything from Watson's since she was off to buy Coke. "Umm..." I began, thinking of a choco roll and an ice cold Coke too. "Wait, nothing for me! I realized I ate the day away!" "Haha, yes you did!" Crissy said, laughing and then she gestured to my trash can (we have one each between our work areas). "Yours is full!" And it was full of what I ate today: butong pakwan, squash seeds (more of Crissy's, though), empty fro yo container, peanuts, Nagaraya, chicharon... Wah I ate the day and stress away indeed! :P Without really realizing it too. Yuck I should find productive ways to do away with the stress. I'm not an emotional or stress eater, but apparently, that's what I am becoming. So no way as well did I have myself measured for a new pair of pants even if this really nice tailor was in the office today. Sigh. What a day. Okay I got that out... rant mode over. But can't I just stay in bed until the world is kinder...? Sigh. I guess not. So many things to do. Hopefully tomorrow will be much, much better! :) Labels: life
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