Entries for April, 2005
April 2nd, 2005
Blank POSTED AT 06:52 PM Men! I have nothing. My mind is blank. Maybe it's because of lack of sleep. Maybe it's because the logframe i was printing was mysteriously deleted from the thumb drive. Maybe it's because the photocopier is not functioning properly. Hmmm. Bad non-boyfriend of bestfriend. Did not show up. Hmmm... Note to self: torture non-boyfriend of bestfriend for not showing up. I have evil plans of calling someone long distance just so I can diss him. Pop... six... squish... uh-uh... cicero... lipschitz! He had it coming... He had it coming... He only had himself to blame... If you'd have heard it... I betcha you would have done the same. Quiche is such a clever breakfast meal. It's french toast, scrambled egg and an open-faced sandwhich all in one. My cellphone is an irritating piece of technology. Mostly irritating people send messages. They love to make your phone ring. I'd love to try and wring their neck. Plus, I want a new one. Hahaha... Paluga....Sarruga....Come Winds of the Caspian Sea! Ooohhh... Banana bread.... Food. *Munch munch* At times like these, I sure could use a dog. So instead of being at home at this hour, watching tv, I'm still in the office... using a spitting printer... How do you hold our moonbeam in your hand... Unpredictable as wheather She's me? It's so hard to taste what you have always wanted but could not fully claim as your own. Banana bread tastes good. *Munch munch* Asante sana, squash banana! Wewe nugu, mimi apana! (hooray for you if you know what it means.) Ugh! Darn these expandable folders that DON'T expand! More banana bread. *Munch munch* Nants ingonyama bagithi baba Two friends from work are going through a horribly tough time right now... together and separately.... I hope all the 7-11 mouths stop gossiping about them and their situation. When the dog bites More banana bread. *Munch munch* Hmmm... wonder what's for dinner? *Munch munch* Done. Currently feeling: insanely happywhat say you
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April 5th, 2005
Tired POSTED AT 10:45 AM Life of the roadie. It's so tiring. And I mean roadie in the most literal sense. I am almost always on the road. Last Sunday, we went to Butuan. We arrived past 11pm. And though the room was very comforting, it took a while for the airconditioning to get to a comfortable cold. I woke up early Monday morning in a hotel room. Looking out the window, the pool was inviting but this roadie forgot to bring her bathing suit. So the TV was on, waiting for companions to say, "let's eat breakfast," only to find out that the next room occupant already ate. Walking around the hotel grounds, with CD player and CDs in tow, couldn't work the player. Found out no batteries. By the time batteries were put in, received breakfast call. Goodbye to the chance to have to some quiet time in the morning. Work. Work. Work. Work. Work. 1500H, work is finished. On the road again. Driving for the first two hours of the seven hour trip. Driving for the first hours that has the bumpiest road. When it got dark, I gave up the wheel. I don't trust myself to drive at night in poorly (some are not even) lighted roads. Got home past 10. Tired but couldn't sleep. Finally. Z. And another. Only to wake up early again the next day. Work. What could make up for all of these is the laptop that was supposed to arrive last week. Rain on my parade.</b> |
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April 8th, 2005
Panic POSTED AT 09:11 AM I'm using a new laptop with a new printer. Why am I having these problems? Don't they know this has to be done by this weekend? Cooperate I beg you. |
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April 10th, 2005
Tapping my heels, wishing to be home POSTED AT 05:18 PM I don’t want to be here. Not where I am
I don’t want to be working on a Sunday yet again. Long hours fighting with the printer. Long hours of little or no sleep. I really hoped this time would be different since we’ve done this before. What can I do. They believe this is easy. For them maybe. For me... NO. Currently feeling: tired |
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April 23rd, 2005
could this be love? POSTED AT 09:21 AM Wala lang... After all the tears I shed about two weeks ago, I'm actually feeling pretty good. The training still went well, despite all the aches that came with it. I found new friends and saw an old one too. And this is one of those days I wish I could say I was in love. But be still my heart, it's not allowed. I met this guy. I think I like him. But I won't. He gives me a happy-giddy feeling, but I don't want to put too much thought into it. Waaa.... Please, no one take this perma-smile away from my face. I'm happy. I'm excited.
Happy graduation to my best friend, Riya!
Happy graduation too to my sisterette, Edz! |
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April 26th, 2005
dates and all that POSTED AT 06:18 PM wala lang... ignore my previous entries on being in love. wala lang... somehow, though i know i am allowed to be in a bad mood, i have a weird smile on my face. please, no one take it away. i don't know it's there. |
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April 30th, 2005
Puyatan POSTED AT 03:32 PM Talk on the phone till 2am. Attend (and inevitably fall asleep at) a party. Life is just so much fun! The only thing missing is field work. |
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