stop&stare

It is rude to stare. I know that. But i could NOT not stare when i saw this guy who i thought was YOU.

I saw a 50-something-looking woman obviously waiting for someone. And oh, she looked like your mom. My crazy mind was saying that it was YOU she was waiting for. So i also waited for the one she was waiting for, hoping to get a glimpse of YOU again. I was situated someplace where the woman would not see me looking at where she was looking at. And then I saw this guy, wearing handsome-looking eyeglasses and he was coming closer to the woman who looked like your mom. That was why i thought he was YOU.

But he was not YOU. I looked closely and when my becoming-poor eyesight could not prove what I was seeing, I looked even closer. That's when the guy caught me staring. And that was when I realized he was not YOU. The guy was fairer-skinned, taller, slimmer and better-looking than YOU. And if the guy was YOU, I would have averted my gaze quickly because YOU caught me staring, and I would not want to be caught staring, especially by YOU.

No one can know about YOU. YOU are probably my biggest secret. I have always been truthful about things, but never when it concerns YOU. I wonder why it's always been YOU. *sigh*

Sharry Powter

"Cause you had a bad day You're taking one down You sing a sad song just to turn it around You say you don't know You tell me don't lie You work on a smile and you go for a ride You had a bad day The camera don't lie You're coming back down and you really don't mind You had a bad day Oh, you had a bad day "

right you are Mr. Powter! it really is a bad day for me. but i'm still smiling! 'coz as my good friend Chiq puts it: "This too shall pass."

things that made my today not a good day:

1. seeing Ate Donna leave again and seeing her cry - that was heartbreaking! the 12 days she spent here is far from enough. make it 40 or 70 days and it still won't be enough. i guess it will never be!

2. blowing off the little chance i had with the company where i would love to have my OJT - i think i've been tactless, and a little impatient. so where does that leave me now? *shrug* it will be a surprise if i'll still receive a call from them in two weeks. that's a long wait, f...! bear this in mind: impatience is never a virtue.

3. raining and lightning - when i thought it's summer time?

4. and to top it all, getting an INC in my major subject - it is a consolation that i have groupmates and classmates who share the same fate that i have. the best part of this bad news is: it's not an F, unless we do it wrong again.

i don't want to be singing your song again Powter. please, not again.

:(

kidding around!

these are some of my favorite cuties in the world. my cousins' suplings. (from l-r: kristel, audrey & vince). you guys brightened up my yesterday. love you kiddos!
:)

i'm back, i guess

it's been awhile since my last post and i am actually missing it. oh God, what a semester! i'm more than glad it's finally over. oh no no, i forgot, it's not yet over. there're still the grades. oh, God. oh NOOOO!

for almost a month, i felt like a robot. you have to do what you are told to do. it was physically, mentally and emotionally tiring, draining and frustrating. working hard is not enough, working harder still isn't. so this is what college is all about. it's about deadlines, it's about pressure, it's about a pile of papers and about a series of how-am-i-suppose-to-answer-this exams. no one told me that it would be this hard. i guess this is why people miss highschool a lot.

anyways, i got past it unscathed and without losing a single kilogram, so how about shaking my own hand and patting my own shoulder for a job (errr, well?) done. yeah a job done! i ain't sure if i did a good job. that's the frustrating part: you worked hard, and prayed hard, but still you might get an INC or an F. oh, God.

by the way, Ate Donna's here for the Holy Week! yipeee! lots of stories and chocolateys.. we missed her this [.........................................] much.
i missed blogging too.
:)