Numbers

• 1 + 2 Big Guns in town
• 1 Big Fight
• 700,000 reasons to worry = 30,000,000 teardrops & beads of sweat
• 3 Terrorists + 3 Counter-terrorists ready for battle. This is for Sparta!!!
• 32 Days (and counting.. OH. DEAR. GAWD.)
• 270++ other days on mind...
• 52 hours till the weekend
• 150 minutes till I can grab a bottle
• 1 major headache = 2 pills for sanity
  

Granny Goose

For the first time in ages, I actually had time to sit down and have breakfast before going to work. I was halfway through breakfast and going through our preso when my Lola came down to eat. I had the O-D-D-E-S-T conversation with her.

Lola: How old will you be in October?
Me: 28
Lola: 28? So kelan ka mag-aasawa?
Me: Ha??? Hindi ko pa talaga iniisip yun Lola.
Lola: Good good. Dapat mga pag-30 ka nalang ikasal.

(This is odd because in past conversations, she wanted me to go and get married so I could give her great-grandchildren! Tapos ngayon... weird!)

Lola: You don't drive your car to work ba? Bakit lagi nanjan sa garage?
Me: Lola, I drive to work. Coding lang ako yesterday kaya I didn't bring my car.

(Bet you she only saw my car yesterday = LAGI/ PARATI ko iniiwan!!! Ayus!)

Me: Excuse me, Lola. I have to leave for work already. (as I get up from my seat)
Lola: 'Family given nickname' (which I refuse to disclose, especially not in cyberspace!), ano yang damit mo? Psychedelic yan diba?
Me: (eyes as big as saucers) Ha??!! Yes Lola, my dress is psychedelic.

(Wow, GROOVY!!!)

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In other news, I got this message from my Mum this morning:

"Am trying Globe's Tracker service. They might text you to ask for your permission to be tracked."

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigggghht!!! YUN LANG!

Floating By

Exactly a year ago, I posted this on my blog. At that time, I felt the need to let go and to give up on something/ of someone that my heart knew to be mine. I can't say that was the smartest decision I made of all time or if I managed to actually follow-through on that but at that time, I felt that it was something that I had to do in order to preserve myself.

One year later, with everything that I've gone through, I now find myself hanging on to something/ someone that is actually mine and that I feel is right. My life has just turned 180 and I'm dreading the day it goes a full 360. I don't think I'm capable of being in that same position anytime soon.

I've been excessively horMy (read: hormonal) the past few days and while I know that I didn't have much reason to, I just felt really lonely. Lucky for me, H has been very patient with me and has been extra loving. Today I woke up feeling a lot better but somehow, I wouldn't be too surprised if this turns out to be another lackluster day. I need to ignite my passion for something, anything. I feel so dead. I need to recharge so I can focus on the things that I have to accomplish.

I need to just breathe...