Yesterday, when I got in the front seat of the jeepney I hailed, I saw this sign:
"If something makes you happy, don't let it go."
I thought of him.
Before that, I was thinking of how much I miss him.
I was thinking of the possibilities that may happen, that he may forget me, that he may find another one.
Though I couldn't blame him if he does, the thought of it makes me sick and mad at myself.
I know I couldn't possibly live with that.
I know a lot of men much better than him, but I couldn't imagine being with anyone else other than him.
I know we have a lot of differences, but they never seemed to bother me. Or us.
It was at that moment yesterday when I knew that leaving him is a huge mistake, probably the biggest mistake I will ever do.
Serendipitously, he was also thinking of the same thing, not just yesterday, but since last week.
And so, as simple as that, we got back together.
And I've never been happier.
And I promised myself I'll never let him go again.
Maybe our chapter doesn't end here. Maybe our fairytale can become reality after all.
December 13, 2011
December 5, 2011
2011 Christmas Wishlist
It's so cold today! Feel na feel na ang Christmas. I wish we had the same weather last Saturday when we had our group practice for our Christmas party presentation. That's another story, but speaking of wishes, here's my little grownup Christmas list:
1. Kindle Fire
I want one. I NEED one. It retails for $199 on Amazon, but have to pay a little extra (P11,000) since we're living in the tropics. It can store up to 18 million movies, TV shows, songs, magazines and books. You can have access to thousands of popular apps and games on the Amazon Appstore. Move over, iPad2!
2. Digital Camera
I don't have to have a DSLR; I just need to have a proper camera (and put my Samsung phone to picture-taking rest). Of course, I would be glad to have a pink Samsung PL120 Digital Camera Dual View for narcissistic purposes. It only costs around P5,000 on Ebay.ph. I hope my mom buys me one *crossed fingers.*
3. Extra Phone
My Sun cellular sim has been on my side table for the looongest time and I'm dying to use it already to save on loading expenses. My Samsung B3410 is Smart-locked and I'm reluctant to have it open-lined. Also, I'm not a fan of postpaid lines since I'm too lazy to pay monthly bills. The solution? A cheapo phone that does the job, like a red Nokia X1-01, which just costs a little below P2,000.
1. Kindle Fire
I want one. I NEED one. It retails for $199 on Amazon, but have to pay a little extra (P11,000) since we're living in the tropics. It can store up to 18 million movies, TV shows, songs, magazines and books. You can have access to thousands of popular apps and games on the Amazon Appstore. Move over, iPad2!
2. Digital Camera
I don't have to have a DSLR; I just need to have a proper camera (and put my Samsung phone to picture-taking rest). Of course, I would be glad to have a pink Samsung PL120 Digital Camera Dual View for narcissistic purposes. It only costs around P5,000 on Ebay.ph. I hope my mom buys me one *crossed fingers.*
3. Extra Phone
My Sun cellular sim has been on my side table for the looongest time and I'm dying to use it already to save on loading expenses. My Samsung B3410 is Smart-locked and I'm reluctant to have it open-lined. Also, I'm not a fan of postpaid lines since I'm too lazy to pay monthly bills. The solution? A cheapo phone that does the job, like a red Nokia X1-01, which just costs a little below P2,000.
4. Air Conditioner
I'd like to think that my own air conditioning unit is not just a want, but a need, especially with a baby coming next summer. I can't let the bean sweat and be infested with rashes. No, my Promac electric fan just won't do. I have to get my own A/C and be prepared to pay the bill *shudders.* For my small room, I think a 1-HP air conditioner, such as this Samsung window-type, will do. It costs around P12,000 - 15,000 so I hope my mom lets me borrow some money. I'll pay it back, promise!
5. Flip flops
I usually don't wear flip flops anymore but I used to wear them A LOT back in college (we didn't have a dress code - sorry!). However, all of my Havaianas flip flops are now missing, and I think I'll be needing one this summer - especially during my 6-week maternity leave. Come on, it's just around P900 a pair; I think I'm going to buy one before the month ends. I hope I can find this one, though:
(That's all I could think of as of now. I can't wish for anything for the baby yet since its kasarian is still di-tiyak!)
December 2, 2011
Office Rant - The New Girl
Disclaimer: Not happy thoughts
Ugh. I hate the new girl.
I already decided I don't like her even before she started working in the office. Who would like a girl who writes with grammar like this?
She wrote that as a comment on our company blog as part of her application. What the heck was that? That's not wrong grammar - that's not grammar at all.
To my surprise, she was accepted in my company. I can't do anything about it, but her grammar and work performance really reek. And that's not it. To add to her interesting character, she has an ATTITUDE. And I'm experiencing it first hand. UGH!
See, our wonderful office has decided to make some of us from different shifts share desks. That means one can have the desk during the day and another one can have it during the night. I'm working in the day shift and she's in the night shift (which would have been the perfect setup). However, as luck would have it, she's been transferred to MY desk. She's only been using it for a few days but she's acting as if she owns everything. She rearranged my stuff on my desk. SHE REARRANGED MY STUFF ON MY DESK!!! They're not yours! Why would you touch them??? Why would you even dare think of rearranging them?
And another thing. The pioneer team - which includes me - has mobile drawers. I guess the office ran out of budget since the next batches don't have mobile drawers of their own yet. But I have mine. Normally, I allow my other office mates to place their things inside my drawer. But this new girl, without even asking for my permission, stuffed her UGLY jacket and her UGLY pillow into my drawer. The drawer's now so full you can't even close it properly! Worse? I have to get my own PERSONAL things from MY drawer since they (she and my other office mate) already claimed all the storage space!
I'm so pissed. I used to lock my drawer (when I was still the only one using it), but stopped doing so since I thought nobody else opens it anyway but me. But now that's not the case. SO MANY SQUATTERS! I'm seriously contemplating to lock my drawer again.Why? Because it's mine! Doesn't the name on it mean anything at all???
I'm really so pissed. She replaced my own headphones with hers and didn't bother to place it back. The arrangement of the IP phone, the keyboard, and the mouse is messed up. I think she even used my hand wipes! She hid my mug to make way for her mirror. And she's not even pretty!
Girl, have you ever heard of the saying "Umasal lamang nang ayon sa ganda?" Put that to practice, girl!
Ugh. I hate the new girl.
I already decided I don't like her even before she started working in the office. Who would like a girl who writes with grammar like this?
"I already had the job that i wanted i worked there for 2 years,the problem was that my growth was really slow,i think passion is not the key to success,its the way people show their passion for work,because even if your passionate about your job,if the people in higher places does not sees it your gonna be stuck in the bottom with the career that you are passionate about…"
She wrote that as a comment on our company blog as part of her application. What the heck was that? That's not wrong grammar - that's not grammar at all.
To my surprise, she was accepted in my company. I can't do anything about it, but her grammar and work performance really reek. And that's not it. To add to her interesting character, she has an ATTITUDE. And I'm experiencing it first hand. UGH!
See, our wonderful office has decided to make some of us from different shifts share desks. That means one can have the desk during the day and another one can have it during the night. I'm working in the day shift and she's in the night shift (which would have been the perfect setup). However, as luck would have it, she's been transferred to MY desk. She's only been using it for a few days but she's acting as if she owns everything. She rearranged my stuff on my desk. SHE REARRANGED MY STUFF ON MY DESK!!! They're not yours! Why would you touch them??? Why would you even dare think of rearranging them?
And another thing. The pioneer team - which includes me - has mobile drawers. I guess the office ran out of budget since the next batches don't have mobile drawers of their own yet. But I have mine. Normally, I allow my other office mates to place their things inside my drawer. But this new girl, without even asking for my permission, stuffed her UGLY jacket and her UGLY pillow into my drawer. The drawer's now so full you can't even close it properly! Worse? I have to get my own PERSONAL things from MY drawer since they (she and my other office mate) already claimed all the storage space!
I'm so pissed. I used to lock my drawer (when I was still the only one using it), but stopped doing so since I thought nobody else opens it anyway but me. But now that's not the case. SO MANY SQUATTERS! I'm seriously contemplating to lock my drawer again.Why? Because it's mine! Doesn't the name on it mean anything at all???
I'm really so pissed. She replaced my own headphones with hers and didn't bother to place it back. The arrangement of the IP phone, the keyboard, and the mouse is messed up. I think she even used my hand wipes! She hid my mug to make way for her mirror. And she's not even pretty!
Girl, have you ever heard of the saying "Umasal lamang nang ayon sa ganda?" Put that to practice, girl!
November 30, 2011
5 things I will miss about being pregnant
I was up until midnight last night because my baby was busy doing its (I don't know yet if it's a he or a she) thing inside my tummy. Good thing it's a holiday today (it's also mom's birthday!) or else someone would be late for her 8am shift.
Actually, the bean's movements weren't that hard that I wasn't able to sleep. But it's so weird; I just laid there with my hand on my tummy and giggled when it moved. I found it weird that my tummy was also moving along with the baby. I also found it weird that my tummy is bigger on its right side. I guess I'm too fond of observing my stomach nowadays. I need to get a life.
Anyway, last night, I was thinking of the things I would miss about being pregnant. Sure it's hard, but with the right perspective, it's actually quite fun. Of course, I can't say the same thing for my first trimester, but I'm nearing the end of my second trimester and quite frankly, I'm enjoying my preggy status. Here are the things I would certainly miss about being pregnant:
1. The special attention
I think it's only proper to give pregnant ladies special attention. It's not easy being a human incubator, y'know. I, for one, bask in this attention. I get it from my boyfriend (dapat lang!), my friends, my office mates, my family, even though it took time for me to get used to the attention. I didn't (still don't) want to be treated as if I'm fragile, but when it means getting of the hook in doing errands, why not? LOL.
2. The food (hehe)
This I would really miss. I'm conscious of what I eat, but that doesn't limit my food intake. When there's food on the table, people would always insist that I get food for myself first, or help myself to another serving, or help myself to the last morsel. When you're pregnant, you won't get ugly looks when you're going for seconds at a buffet table. Everybody insists you should eat more for baby!
3. The "glowing" remarks
I would sometimes get comments that I look "blooming" - that's an expression commonly used in the Philippines to refer to someone who looks radiant. I don't know; I think I look the same. In fact, I think I look more stressed than ever, with these pimples popping all over my face. I never get pimples *insert sad face.* However, I did a research and found out that most pregnant women look radiant because of the hormones. That must be it.
4. The excuse to buy new clothes and shoes
Now I would definitely miss this. A growing tummy and feet in danger of swelling? 'Nuff said.
5. The anticipation
Reading about pregnancy and babies is addictive. You should try it. No, seriously, I think a part of me is nervous that I'm never going to be the greatest mom in the world (gasp!). Another part of me is excited to finally be able to hold this super likot bean inside me in my arms. I'm happy I was able to experience taking care of a newborn when my sister was born, but that doesn't stop me from spending hours on the internet just "preparing" for the arrival of the little one. :)
Actually, the bean's movements weren't that hard that I wasn't able to sleep. But it's so weird; I just laid there with my hand on my tummy and giggled when it moved. I found it weird that my tummy was also moving along with the baby. I also found it weird that my tummy is bigger on its right side. I guess I'm too fond of observing my stomach nowadays. I need to get a life.
Anyway, last night, I was thinking of the things I would miss about being pregnant. Sure it's hard, but with the right perspective, it's actually quite fun. Of course, I can't say the same thing for my first trimester, but I'm nearing the end of my second trimester and quite frankly, I'm enjoying my preggy status. Here are the things I would certainly miss about being pregnant:
1. The special attention
I think it's only proper to give pregnant ladies special attention. It's not easy being a human incubator, y'know. I, for one, bask in this attention. I get it from my boyfriend (dapat lang!), my friends, my office mates, my family, even though it took time for me to get used to the attention. I didn't (still don't) want to be treated as if I'm fragile, but when it means getting of the hook in doing errands, why not? LOL.
2. The food (hehe)
This I would really miss. I'm conscious of what I eat, but that doesn't limit my food intake. When there's food on the table, people would always insist that I get food for myself first, or help myself to another serving, or help myself to the last morsel. When you're pregnant, you won't get ugly looks when you're going for seconds at a buffet table. Everybody insists you should eat more for baby!
3. The "glowing" remarks
I would sometimes get comments that I look "blooming" - that's an expression commonly used in the Philippines to refer to someone who looks radiant. I don't know; I think I look the same. In fact, I think I look more stressed than ever, with these pimples popping all over my face. I never get pimples *insert sad face.* However, I did a research and found out that most pregnant women look radiant because of the hormones. That must be it.
4. The excuse to buy new clothes and shoes
Now I would definitely miss this. A growing tummy and feet in danger of swelling? 'Nuff said.
5. The anticipation
Reading about pregnancy and babies is addictive. You should try it. No, seriously, I think a part of me is nervous that I'm never going to be the greatest mom in the world (gasp!). Another part of me is excited to finally be able to hold this super likot bean inside me in my arms. I'm happy I was able to experience taking care of a newborn when my sister was born, but that doesn't stop me from spending hours on the internet just "preparing" for the arrival of the little one. :)
November 28, 2011
Mandatory Welcome Post
Hi, imaginary readers! Welcome to my latest (and hopefully my last) blog. This is a mandatory welcome post to welcome you all, so welcome!
You are not required to count the times I said welcome.
Anyway, this is my nth blog. I have that habit of making and deleting a blog; I never stick to one domain. Hopefully, I'll have more time and more sense to write this time and be more serious in blogging. As the blog title says, I will aim to write more happy thoughts. However, knowing how much of a drama queen I am, I won't promise to have happy thoughts and happy posts all the time.
But I will try.
Mandatory closing remark for the mandatory welcome post: Thank you for coming and please come again.
You are not required to count the times I said welcome.
Anyway, this is my nth blog. I have that habit of making and deleting a blog; I never stick to one domain. Hopefully, I'll have more time and more sense to write this time and be more serious in blogging. As the blog title says, I will aim to write more happy thoughts. However, knowing how much of a drama queen I am, I won't promise to have happy thoughts and happy posts all the time.
But I will try.
Mandatory closing remark for the mandatory welcome post: Thank you for coming and please come again.
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