This is it. One more day and I will be successfully completing a week of no-absence-no-tardy streak. This is new for me since I’ve never achieved this yet throughout my stay here in this company. Haha. Pathetic. Some of you might say that I’m just overreacting, but you should know, I’m one of the most unpunctual people you’ll ever meet. So leave me be as I call this some sort of an achievement.

Can’t say it is easy though. At some point it is arduous. There are times that I have to jog from our apartment to where I’m supposed to ride a jeepney, then walk briskly from Jollibee in Acacia Lane to where I’m supposed to ride an FX, and from there, I hope against all odds that every traffic light I pass by is green and that the driver is aware that his vehicle can go faster. (Lest he doesn’t know how to step on his gas pedal harder.) Then from the point where I get off, I run toward our office building (simultaneously rummaging through my bag for my badge), and then, at that moment, I say a wish under my breath that when I get to the lobby I’m just in time to alight an elevator that is not going to stop at every damn floor on the upper rise.

It’s more than physically arduous really. It’s mind-boggling! Hehehe!

One more day and I’ll be passing this test of discipline I’ve put myself into. Oh yeah. I’m supposed to work tomorrow (which is a Saturday). Don’t even get me started on how I despise that company policy.

In case they’re lurking again – *Peace* sa mga boss ko! Hehe! Try ko po pumasok bukas. Hahaha!

{EDIT} 01.28.06- I’m here at work, and I wasn’t late! Yahooo!! Now, you guys can congratulate me! Nyehehe!{/EDIT}

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+ Test of Faith +
I’m finally able to talk to my mom over the phone for several times now. She was brought to the hospital last Sunday after being found lying unconscious on our kitchen floor with her head bleeding profusely. She says she’s getting better na, and that she’s gonna see the doctor again to find out the exact diagnosis. Strange thing is, when I get to talk to my dad and my brother about it, they get me really nervous with their conclusions. But when I talk to my mom, she tells me that everything’s all right and that Papa and Jem are actually just overreacting. As a nurse and clearly the more logical one, I want to trust my mom’s judgment. It just makes me feel bad that I’m so far away from home where I couldn’t be beside her to take care of her. So all I’m able to do is utter prayers for my mom, and for my dad who’s not actually physically fit himself anymore.
May God strengthen them both.

+ Greatest Fear +
It’s one of my greatest fears… to find out that one of my family members was rushed to the hospital in emergency. I can’t even begin to describe the feeling I felt then when my brother called me up to tell me about my mom. Breaking down is an understatement. Hmm. I wonder which is worse? The fear of that, or the fear of the fear actually being realized? Hehe. Are you with me?

+ History in the Making: Pacman Craze +
I’m currently feeling very patriotic. I was able to watch the whole fight between Pacquiao and Morales on TV. I was very intrigued as to how it will turn out despite having no one to watch it with. After two rounds, and after Morales’ deadly punches landed on Pacquiao’s face for several times, I started to feel a bit edgy from where I’m seated. I decided to quit watching because I felt that, if ever, I won’t be able to accept the defeat on behalf of the Filipino people (haha! I’m very pessismistic). But just before I turned off the TV, I received a txt msg from my dad saying: “FW: Pacquiao wins! Round 10. Knock out c morales.” That was enough to keep me believing. I sat down and waited for Round 10. True enough, the Mexican guy was beaten down twice, which I later learned was how a TKO’s called (I am ignorant with the rules in boxing, mind you). Our neighbors next door were shouting and jumping, and I couldn’t help smiling. Yey, Manny did it! Haha! Feeling close!! :) And I didn’t even mind receiving the spoiler text from my dad. Heehee. I just wish then I was back home watching it with him and my mom rather than watching it alone.

+ Job on the side +
Attention, peeps, I’m in dire need of something to do other than my current job. If anyone knows a raket I can do or be part of to earn a little on the side, please inform me. Preferably, something that I can actually do and doesn’t involve sales. I am so not good at the selling and convincing thing. Hehe. Besides, I really need something to distract me from the bad thoughts and feelings that are haunting me nowadays.

+ So there +
It feels good to rant. Even if it’s on senseless things sometimes. Hehe. Stay happy, everyone, and don’t forget to show your loved ones that you love them not “because of” but “despite of”. It’s important that we stay intact and not let the little things and mistakes change how these people mean to us. Let’s try to love as God does, unconditionally. Now why am I saying this? Just a thought, I guess. :)

Share lang. Found this excerpt in one of the “Touching Hair Stories” of Sunsilk online. Not to bad mouth some innocent girl’s story or anything, but this part really made me laugh. Hehe. A temporary antidote to my very bad day.

“..then suddently something blew to my hair while a guy desperately trying to catch his ticket he keep on chasing it, he accidentally grabbed my hair. he strooked my hair.. nabigla nga ako… as in…that’s y I turned around and just smiled. the guy longingly smiled back at me then realizing that it’s the new cute guy on school. omgd! at natatameme ako bigla but he instantly just say “who said that there was NO sucH LoVE at FiRst SitE??!! raThER.. LoVE at First ToucH… =) then bigla lang ako ngsabi ng HUH??!! What Did yOu Say??!! at natawa ako bigla…”

Unknown to her (whoever she is), I laughed a lot harder than she ever did. hahaha! I’m bad.