Thursday, January 11, 2007

51st - Work, Finally.

I'm not going to HK anymore. I found a job here (thanks to Jeman) as a graphic artist. My plane ticket expires in March, so maybe I will be able to visit the 852 before March. MAYBE.

The job is pretty cool, although I work practically 24/7 and I'm really tired a lot of the time these days. But basically, I'm getting paid to play with Photoshop and I don't have to worry about food because we get that for free. Plus, I welcome the distraction it gives me so I don't think of...something. And someone.

I do not, however, like the fact that I have to be in at 7am tomorrow (usually it's 8am or 9am) and I'm in LAGUNA right now. Therefore, I have to leave the house at an ungodly hour in the morning. Which means I really should be sleeping if I want to be more than half-dead when I get to the office, but of course I'm still on the computer. We don't have the interweb yet in the office, so I'm making the most out of the familia's broadband connection. Hah.

And even though I'm kinda up to my neck with work at the moment, I'm still trying to squeeze in a few gimiks here and there. Sorry, but I love my social life way too much to abandon it completely for work. Hehehe.

That's all for now. Toodles!

Tuesday, January 02, 2007

50th - New Year, New Life

I finished reading Dan Brown's "Angels & Demons" today. SUCH A GOOD BOOK. Arrrgghhh. I think I just might read it again. And then read all his other books.

Ah, so it's 2007. New year, new life - in a way. At the top of my list of resolutions? Self-respect. Somebody, more or less, lectured me on it a few days ago. I decided to listen to him and to my friends who had been trying to tell me the same thing for months. It finally sunk in. I met someone who ripped me away from myself and, in the process, stripped me of most of the respect I had for myself. I got my heart broken in some of the worst ways possible. What's even more fucked? I let it happen over and over again. Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me.

But enough is enough and I'm moving on. I deserve better. I'm getting that self-respect back.