CB texted me telling that she feels sick and wanted to be with me this saturday either in my place or in her house.
And speaking of sickness, I am, too, feel so misspelled and pathetic for the previous days.. Lucky me, I can really have doses of pretend to prevent the outbreak.
And now, I’m scribbling to enumerate my pathetic-nose bleeding-heartbreaking shallowness. Forget about grammatical lapses and spell checks for I’m too busy, i have no time to consult Mr. Webst and people in YM are all in red mode. I need to withstand this day all by myself.
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Yesterday early 8am, I received a text message from CD asking if I can join their discussions regarding the oww-so-familiar-and-oww-so-aged-issues of PLM. After considering my schedules (which include my every-after-two-weeks- change in toenail polish) and being optimistically fitted, I have no escape but to seat as part of the brain farts.. (that is, if they can really force my two stubborn brain cells to do their task).
Call time was 6pm and I arrived in greenbelt almost 6:55 (still six biggrin ). I saw same old faces of Bukluran people plus five other literally-aged people who were acquainted to me as PLM alumni batch1-4. With the same old call, same old enemies (few modifications in their allies), same old strategies, same old dilemmas.. Gaawd.. is this déjà vu from yesteryears?
And mind you, this will call for series of discussions. With rolling eyes reaction, CV and I in chorus said: Eto na naman tayo…
Oh, well.. we have no other choice but to commit and cooperate. (though I know I’ve done my significant part way back.. history can never punish me. this will only serve as an extra mile of kindness and liberality).
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Everyday is a petiks day!
Of course, not! I’m busy. It’s just that God gave me this certain talent called-- multi-tasking prowess!
Chatting with friends —asking almost everything..
“What’s the right grammar use..?” “Is VAT still applicable in buying a condo unit?”
“I’m currently investing to this stocks.. blah, blah.. kindly check if I have the stable one.” “I think he’s cheating on me.” (Then cheat on him, too. That’s what you call equality and balance.) “Check this site and I need your comment.” “Research PDI site for my paper in FinMan.” -- and yes, I’m an instant consultant/researcher/telemarketer/CSR and even love guru [I just hope I’m not breaking any meant relationship (if there’s really meant relationship, in the first place)]?
If all queries are charged with peso-signs.. I might have earned a lot!
And my sideline? My own genuine job.
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Heartbreaks are necessities of life.
Huwaat?? Necessity?
It’s like a multi-vitamins to give you enough strength to overcome everything..
and be happy again(?).
Huwaat? Multi-vitamins?
I’m not into any vitamins though my physician always reminds me to take ascorbic and ferrous sulfate. So blame my stubbornness why I’m having severe cuts, lull skin and anemia.
But it doesn’t mean that I’m exempted to ummm.. heartbreaks.
Am I creating a point here? Oh well, senseless.
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And when heartbreaks strike you.. you might feel the following: being senseless, unhappy and tired.
Now, point established?
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And when your Dr. McDreamy is really not meant for you or courting someone else or busy moving his cheese (cake) or whatever reasons he has on his pea-sized idiot brain just to escape you, just think of this line:
You don’t deserve to be in my select few lists.
Just see to it that when you say this in front of his not-so-pleasant face, you wear your best blush on, great top and pair of high pointed heels (ready to become your instant battle gear when your temper goes down to zero degree.)
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My sis just sent me an email. "Please do a research on GMA7’s initial public offerings. I need the details."
I have new task to do. Okay, I need to be diligent. Just in case I want new blouses on Christmas. And so that her plastic cards’ generosity could never refuse me.
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And whining wants to end here.
Go seize the day! smile
Go goldies! smile
mushroomme · Sun Oct 07, 2007 @ 06:53am · 0 Comments |