STORY: I'm Sad

This is just a random post because I'm feeling extra emotional today.

I'm sad that I don't get to blog as much. Actually, I'm sad because I don't get to do anything else as much! My work life has stabilized over the past few months and I have been clocking in at 9am and clocking out (usually) at 9pm. On good days, when I get lucky, I get out by 7:30 or 8pm, but most times I say goodbye to the office at 9pm, close to 10pm... every night! 

I'd like to say I'm not complaining but after 3 months of this, I'm really starting to miss my life. I miss seeing my family and having dinner with them. I miss being able to lye in bed and watch some TV before having to eat dinner and clean up and get ready for bed. I miss being able to pass by the mall after work to buy some stuff I might need (or not need! Hihi) and maybe even catch a movie or eat dinner out. Most of all, I just miss resting. I miss doing nothing. Just having an hour in excess, an hour to do whatever I want, is something I truly miss!

And the sadness doesn't stop with the weekdays. Since the entire week leaves me with no time to do anything but work and the necessities (eat, bathe, sleep), my weekends are full with all the other tasks I have to put off! During the weekends, I am usually torn between helping out at home (since I do no chores anymore, besides wash my own dishes at night. I don't even get to help my sisters with their homework anymore :( ) and getting some much needed relaxation. So as I try to do a little of both, I find myself without time (again) and without rest. And before I know it, it's Monday once again. 

It's just sad. I'm sad. I'm very sad. 

I know the story of the song has nothing to do with my story but listening to the song makes me feel like someone sympathizes with my state of sadness.

Right now, I'm not even praying to get back the 6pm time out I used to have, even just a 730pm to 8pm would be nice. Oh Lord, I hope you're listening (I know you are) and I hope you answer my prayer with a yes. 

STORY: Just when you think you know, you don't

I woke up extra early today.

During the first six or so months of work, I would get up at 6:30-7:00 am every day and get to work earlier than the 9am time in. But as the months passed by and I began to stay later and later than the 6pm time out, I found myself waking up later and getting to work later. But don't get me wrong, I still get to work before 10 (and that is still early by agency definition) but I thought why not bring back the old habit? That way I won't have to be rushing like crazy, grabbing whatever is on the table for breakfast (if there is something to grab! Most days, I just eat whatever Ministop has to offer) and running out the door.

Today, I did that. And it was nice. Very nice, actually. I was relaxed during my one hour morning routine (and yes, even when I'm running late, I still take an hour to get ready. It's like I programmed my body to get ready in an hour!) and I even had time to enjoy my bread.

I was also extra emotional this morning (blame it on the hormones!) I always put my iPod on my dock and blast music while I get ready. Today, I found myself laughing, dancing and even crying to most of the songs. I took that as a good thing. I was expressive and it felt liberating. I was loving the day so much, I even prayed (although I always pray in the morning) just to say how grateful I was for being alive today. I told myself it was going to be a good day. I knew it was going to be a good day.

Or so I thought.

When I got in the car, an unfortunate incident happened. An incident I won't detail but is already very much hinted in a lot of my previous blog posts. The incident brought to surface a lot of forgotten events... and a lot of buried feelings. I didn't think straight, I admit. I just reacted how anyone would react (I think)... I got down the car and commuted the rest of the way to work.

I knew things have took a turn for the worst. I knew it was going to be a bad day.

Or so I thought again.

On the way to work, I decided to go down a stop earlier than my usual drop off. I thought, "Why not take my time and take a stroll in the park? I'm extra early anyway." And that was what I did. I took a stroll in the park! And the weather was just perfect! The sun was up and was just the nice kind of warm and the wind was gentle enough to cool me without ruining my perfectly blow dried hair. I plugged in my earphones and blasted some music and the day took another 180 degree turn... this time for the better.



I'd like to say I know it's going to be a good day but I'm afraid life will just show off and prove me wrong again... so I won't say anything. Actually, no, I will say something I am sure of... "Just when you think you know something, you realize you don't"

I'd like to blog about how the same is true with people, how just when you think you know someone they show you that you are wrong, but that is a whole other blog post and I better get to my emails already! So, bye! Hope you have a great day!

STORY: The Year That Was 2012

It's my first post of the year! Yay! Unfortunately, I'm starting this year with a delayed post already(Boohoo). I seem to have lost my blogging rhythm and I don't think it's possible for me to bring the one-blog-post-a-day habit  anymore. I'm just too busy! Never did I imagine that my life could actually become too hectic for me to even blog. Anyway, that's just the way things are now so I'm going to have to live with what little time I can spare to put into writing portions of my life.

Moving forward...

Since it is the new year, it is an unwritten rule for me to talk about the year that was. So allow me to babble about random moments of 2012 that are memorable both for reasons good and bad.