On March 3, drafted – The rain must be healing. With three nights of prancing about in a heavy drizzle and today again, it simply brings that needed resolve to start anew in 2009. It is refreshingly settling and shall be construed as a good sign, sans the fact that the wiper blades were useless…
Category: Journal
Let it snow
Cannot sleep. Cannot get any decent sleep. Been two weeks. Been two freaking weeks of lighted nights. Cannot keep my eyes open in the day, cannot close them at night. If only this is just a prose, or an elm street chuckle. This is ticking me off, badly. Mood is not swinging. Swung and stuck….
Long time no sense
He gets bored quickly. Used to be, now is, forever will be. Mom spoke of Dad so ever dearly. Without a pause, least it is now clear where my restlessness rooted from. Though so, am different from him. Dinner for the past 2 months has been shrimp dumplings in soup. Song on single-song-repeat for the…
Understate the rhythm
May. Never paid much attention to the fifth month. Being self-centered, June has always been a fav. 1. Received a few phone calls, went for a few face-to-face, had a cup too many of black lava smoothie, received one offer. Queried the boss, tendered the overdue resignation, sighed deeply twice. One, two, three, and so…
Cozy feeling inside
Had an exhausting week in an extremely long month. And yes, no one told me this will be simple. In fact, recall distinctly lamenting to Rach that this is the exact reason why am still in the same job. Repeating the same stories to the prada-clad folks is extremely tiresome. Am pretty certain they too…
Pesce d’Aprile
Transitioned into my 5th year anniversary with the company yesterday. Recall distinctly the night I signed the employment agreement. Was called into the room and JJ emotionlessly tossed the paperwork at me. Had only been working as a contract staff for close to three months, though was earlier promised a permanent position, had not held…
Write it off
Am a cold person. Even if not cold, am not naturally warm. Would very much like to attribute the trait to some childhood trauma. Quite ironically, memory is not my strength and cannot make up a decent excuse for me being, so cold. Akane is coming to town. The last time we met was in…
Is this where I want to be? – Part I
Closing in on the change of digit in few months, am thinking that it may soon announce the end of fun-filled laziness and moving onto to oh-dear-you-are-sad mode. And then, am thinking that I think too much. Am too uptight. Or am I? Ask too many questions with self-imposed answers too. Almost like am living…
Books and alone-ness
Rocked down to Kinokuniya with high hopes and best intentions to get a book, or something. Meandering through the strings of holiday shoppers, scanned the overbooked shelves (leaving an unnatural strain n the right side of the neck) for something interesting that will tide me over. Perhaps it was the post-gym exhaustion, did not survive…
Is it safe, yet?
2 days earlier, if someone had asked me what would have done if a trainee waitress breaks glass into my food, would have not known the answer. Yesterday, when faced with the real situation in a real cafe with real chips of glass, really did not know what to do. It was a routine request….