Organized Mess

Was thinking randomly (as always) in the car earlier, and came to the conclusion that it must suck to be born on February 29. Because, well...you only get your birthday every four years. In between the leap years, it doesn't really exist. Ergo, it sucks to be born on February 29.

Anyways!

Going to Hong Kong tomorrow. Another one of those surprise trips my mother sprung on me. Starting to think that I should get used to it, but at least I got a couple of days to get ready this time. Last year, I had less than 24 hours. I'm stoked, though. I've been wanting to visit HK again for quite some time now!

I have to squeeze in time to get a medical exam done (and THAT I am not looking forward to) and to finish my module for work before my flight. And did I mention I have to go to work as well? Good luck nalang sakin.

I had a dream last night...and will absolutely not reveal what it was about, but jeeeeeeeeeeebus what a dream.

There's someone I can't (annoyingly) stop thinking about. Never really paid any attention to him before; a stupid mistake on my part was passing judgement on him because of the people he's associated with, before I actually got a chance to talk to him. This is most probably just a silly schoolgirl crush. He's just so nice. And smart. And off limits. Hahaha. Darn it. Silly me.

Have been contemplating several things the past few days. I miss having time for myself, for my friends, for the things that I used to enjoy doing. Because ever since I've started work, I haven't had time for anything else...besides sleeping to get my energy back. And my job? Wicked stressful. It doesn't seem like it at first, but it's one of those things that you actually have to go through to get how much it beats the crap out of you, physically and emotionally. The most exhausting part about it is the constant smiling and pretending you're still fine and dandy and bubbly even if you're the exact opposite, and you're so tired you just want to lie down ANYWHERE and sleep. And resisting the urge to smack the wits out of stupid customers, especially those who think it's a-okay to take their anger out on some random stranger over a stupid cup of coffee.

And then there's the having to deal with people who work with you who aren't that...awesome. It just makes the things that are already bad a whole lot worse.

Although don't get me wrong. I still love my job, and there are times that I get reminded why I love it. I've just been contemplating. Nothing is set in stone.

In other news...I am loving Urbandub's "Evidence". Joko and Carla definitely know why. Haha. The three of us went to UP Fair a couple of weeks ago in the hopes of catching Urbandub perform and we waited and waited and kept telling ourselves that they were the next band onstage...but alas, we had to go home and still no Urbandub. :( I think they were the last band to perform. Rarrr. We all had work the next day, so we were all kinda lame and couldn't stay very late. Hehehe. UP Fair was an awesome time though. Yehey for perya games (and being absolutely terrible at them) and tarot cards that are scary accurate.

Am also loving "Love Song" by Sara Bareilles, thanks to Joko.

I just got back from a closing shift at work. Knackered and sleep-deprived. It's the way I've been for the last few days. Wah. Also have been more moody than ever, but maybe this is because it's February and I'm overwhelmed by memories of this month from last year, plus recent tiny turmoils going on in my life.

The 10th marked my grandpa's 9th death anniversary. Drove to Mandaluyong with relatives to visit his grave.

At the risk of sounding like your typical bitter singleton, screw Valentines day. Good thing I have work on the 14th so that I have a valid excuse when people grill me for not having a date. Like it's such a bad thing. The only thing I hate is that I'll surely be remembering Valentines day last year. Specifically, the person I spent it with.

You know what typical bitter singletons need, and need really badly? Amazing friends. I'm lucky enough to have those. Carla & Joko, remember "the pact". Iya and Alden and Eve and Jean and Faye and Jewels and everyone else whose company I enjoy, let's hang out sometime kasi miss ko na kayo!

I saw someone, after a long time of not a single peep. I thought it would be okay, I thought I had moved foward, but it was when he was standing just a few feet away that I felt like Pandora's box had been opened and I realized that I still feel a lot for him, and that I miss him. And now I can't stop missing him.

Takte. Ano ba ito. Confuzzlement! And this entry is pretty much one of those "blog for the sake fo blogging" posts, so I'll throw in a picture to make it a little less boring: