random thought (insert number here)

does closeness give you the license to become (a bit more) touchy?


>>> the "wonder" chronicles.

11 pancit canton. 33 pandesal. 2 coke.

"no, i'm not entirely obsessive-compulsive. i'm just fond of counting things that's all. " ^^
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(photos taken during our induction, June 19-21 in Cebu... me in red. so fun right?!?)
...
if you thought splashing me a bucket of ice cold water were enough... think again.
little miss me became the errand girl for the day.
(note: if there's one thing i "hate" doing, it's this.)

i heard it's still part of some-initiation in our department. [as i am in my second month in this new job.] feared to be called a sore loser, i felt compelled to complete the task. (thank God, i need not do it alone).

my late afternoon was pretty productive... breather from my desk job. good enough.
(1) did some "marketing". literally.
walked out in the street to buy the things i need.
pandesal. pancit canton. peanut butter. coke. check. check. check. check.

(2) enhanced my "culinary skills"
dashed to the pantry. started "cooking". 11 packs of pancit canton!?!
whoa. first time kong nakapagluto ng ganong karaming pancit canton. parang catering. nawindang ang beauty ko.

(3) the more, the many-er
thank God some of my workmates were on field. or else, i'd be sooo dead. "ang sarap naman ng luto mo... pwede ka na mag-asawa." or rephrased "wow, ang galing naman. ang sarap... parang lucky me." (pun intended? haha. wala silang choice, ako ang reyna ng moment.)

i love simple joys. i love how our team maximize resources. sa simpleng kain, lahat nabusog (sa kakatawa). - i'm loving this new world i'm in. "welcome to the family".

(4) [i am] a career woman
i am one, once i've put my heart into it. nasimulan na edi tapusin na ng sagaran.
errand girl in every sense of the word. capped the whole activity by... washing the dishes. and no, they didn't prod me into doing it. i just felt like helping out. (good girl effect)


i know this may seem senseless to you. reading boring details and all. so what?!?
i'm still considering this a momentous day in my mundane life.
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300-peso budget. 1 hour-or so prep time. 11 packs-pancit canton. 33 pieces-pandesal. 2 bottles- 1.5 coke. 1 jar-peanut butter. shared by 20ish staff. 30-minute break. countless moments-laughter. loaded tummies. hefty hearts. one family. one new world (for me). another round of the initiation...

one more "memorable" day. i lavettt.

oh yeah, who ever said i was OC?!?

^^

Dear God

Lord,

why do i feel empty in my deepest depths?
why do i feel like crying, giving away tears?

i cannot explain myself again.
Lift me up, Lord.

I know that things work for the good of those who love You.
sustain me...

random thought (insert number here)

"why does the world stop every time this man is in the ring?"

today, he bagged another title. buckets of money go along with it. he made the "Filipinos proud" then again.

i know i should feel the same. share the joy whatsoever. well, yeah, he made a mark for our country. so what? marami pa rin naman ang nagugutom. walang trabaho. tumataas pa rin ang gasolina. kurakot pa rin ang gobyerno...

congrats, PACMAN.

"personal bubble"

if you commute on a day-to-day basis, this term is nonexistent.
take my word for it.

if you're particularly territorial, you need to adjust so you won't feel violated.
i'm beginning to unlearn it.

if you are claustrophobic, or you somehow see yourself as one.
prepare to meet your doom.

welcome to the Philippines and our sucky transportation system.
"kung hindi mauubos ang oras mo sa trapik, ngarag ka naman sa pagco-commute."
trapped, indeed.

my personal bubble is thinning... Good Lord.