Money Mondays

Nov 28 2011

It’s a Monday yet again and with Mondays come the dreariness of another work week. Esp. if you had a not-so-stellar weekend. I actually had a pretty laid-back weekend planned out for myself. A couple of TV shows and a good book to read and maybe a mani-pedi. SOLVED. If you’re wondering why I didn’t’ go out , it’s because 1. I was/am still under house arrest; and 2. I don’t have any more money to spend. (well fine, I still have some but I just didn’t want to spend.)

Anyway, I spent most of my Saturday being a regular Martha Stewart—cooking and doing arts and crafts. Around mid-afternoon, I was about to go out to have a mani-pedi when I checked my wallet/pouch and realized my money was missing. Two frikkin thousand pesos that I set aside to pay for my plane ticket to Bora gone in an instant.

I don’t even know who took it or if someone did take it. Knowing it’s something I worked hard for just made me feel worse. Granted I can always earn it back, but what bothers me is that someone unjustly benefited from something I earned. Come to think of it, this reminds me somewhat of Kant’s ethics. But I’d rather refrain from talking about anything Kant-related, I might say something stupid. HAHA

Anyway back to the missing two grand. As of now, I still have not found it, and honestly, I don’t think I ever will. I’ve written them off as bad debts expense. I’ve asked the house help to turn the whole house upside down just to search for it. It’s amazing how much trouble I would go through for just two simple pieces of paper. Damn.

But hey I still am employed and I’ve got it good so who am I to complain. Besides it’s almost Christmas and Christmas is a time of giving. 

CHOS.

Rainy Days and Cups of Coffee

The past few days have been somewhat dreary, you know, those days when you don't really feel like doing anything, which explains why I haven't been writing as often. What an excuse HAHA. Anyway, there's just something in the air that makes me want to snuggle a bit longer when it's time to wake up. Must be the weather, must be cause Christmas is just right around the corner. Whatever the reason, it's getting harder and harder to wake up in the morning! Damn it. Which brings me to my next point. It's such a pity that I love sleeping so much (yes I am a self-confessed sleepyhead) because there's so much stuff that I wanna do in life that I feel like sleeping is actually a waste of time. Except for the fact that I love it so much. Oh did I just say that again? HAHA Point made!

Living in the here and now is actually such an incredible experience. Endless possibilities present themselves before me. I feel so empowered in the sense that I can actually do something about my dream and turn them into reality. The only problem is which dream?!

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So there, I'm blogging so that I can chronicle my dreams, aspirations, WTF moments, memorable experiences, feelings, musings, and everything in between. It would be nice to look back in a few years and see what the hell I was up to a couple years back and if I indeed got to achieve my dreams. Or maybe see just how differently life turned out from what I first envisioned it years ago.

Now that I have more time on my hands (aka since I dont go to school anymore and since I dont spend every waking hour cramming reports, presentations and papers), I don't see why I can't do it. But first things first! I'd love nothing more than to sit back and relax with a cup of cranberry white choco mocha and a notebook to sort out my life or just kick back and read a good book in Starbucks. I swear I love that place so much I could spend hours in there! I've even converted friends into Starbucks lovers!
Ah life's simple joys. :)

To be continued tomorrow... :)

11.11.11

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The 11.11.11 post came a bit too late. I got caught up in the whirlwind of what happened yesterday!
Thursday night I purposely stayed up late to check out Zestair's 11.11.11 sale because I had to buy a return plane ticket from my summer destination next year. Had I checked online earlier, I would have found out that the travel period would be for Jun-Oct 2012. Damn. So instead of wasting the effort I made to stay up late (yes it is an effort for me being the sleepyhead that I am), I checked out twitter and BOOM Cebu Pacific just announced a seat sale at that instant!

I immediately called my friend J who is in Palawan and we both ended up booking a flight to Hong Kong for less than 2300. Not bad for a round trip. Not bad at all! We also got another friend A to come with us. Crazy I know!

I'm not necessarily a big fan of the whole 11.11.11 thing. Too me, it's just numbers and they don't hold any meaning. But I gotta admit, the fact that it only happens once a century is a pretty cool thing.


Ten, twenty, thirty years from now, I'd be able to look back and say, "Hey I booked a flight to HK that day just because." And just like that I had a sudden realization: every day is an 11.11.11 in the sense that it won't happen again. Every day that has passed is a day that is lost and that which can only be relieved through memories.

Cheesy I know, but I guess it was just one of those things that you always knew but took for granted. Something that you'd need a personal experience to make you realize something more than you've already understood before. Do I make sense? Basta.

Anyway, in that instant, I got inspired to be more spontaneous. To see the world. To taste it. To feel it. To live life on edge. Because life is just too short and because I can.

I'm tired but am happy because I'm home and about to enjoy good food.

So if you're wondering why the title to this post is ridiculously long, read on and you'll get it. :)

Sometimes I wonder how the world would turn out to be if all of us had a ticker tape on our forehead with our mood and emotions displayed on them for the whole world to see. Warning: Not in the mood. Do not piss me off. Or: I am ridiculously happy today. You can ask anything of me and I’d probably say yes. Or: Ho-hum mood today, I need a picker-upper. Or: Extremely feeling needy and clingy. I need a hug.

No more hesitating when dealing with people you don’t know that well, or people you just met for the first time. At the same time, you can take advantage of the impossibly good mood of people to get them to do what you want.

Would that’s just be awesome?!

But then again, wouldn’t that be also just so damn inconvenient? Imagine having the following sentence flashing on your forehead while talking to someone at work or in school: I am so irritated with the way you’re acting right now. Can you just jump off the face of the earth? God forbid it’s your boss. Or your professor. HELLLL to NO!

Or imagine being in an interview and this is what you felt at that moment: I feel gassy right now. I’d just die of embarrassment if that were me.

Then again, I think that sometimes it’d be just downright depressing. Because then, there’d be no hiding from your emotions. There’s no denying it anymore. It’s printed on your forehead for crying out loud. HAHA.

Humpday Wednesday

This week just feels too long. And I think I might be coming down with something. Blame it on the long weekends into fooling our only too willing bodies into thinking that we only have three- or four-day workweeks. It's as if my body is rebelling HAHA.

On another note, today has pretty much been uneventful. Just a regular Wednesday at work. The only interesting thing which happened was that planning for the company Christmas party started. I wanted to be part of the design team because I've always wanted to live out my David Tutera tendencies. Sayang. Oh well. Maybe next time. There's always a next time. I hope. Besides I think I can also do a great job in the committee I volunteered for. We'll see. :)

Speaking of Christmas, can i just say Christmas is sooo sooo near but the only place I've felt even just a tinge of the Christmas spirit is in Starbucks? Uh-huh. Yeah. Anyway, I wanted to share with you my realizations and thoughts but stupid me forgot to send the file over to my email. Oh well. Tomorrow. I promise!

All for the Love of a Signature

Too many thoughts running through my mind. I can't even form complete sentences. There's just a whirlwind of thoughts that I need to jot down in its pristine state before anything else taints it, because then these memories won't just be chronicles of what happened today, they would now become the things I want to believe to have happened. Every action would be carefully analyzed and dissected, each motive behind every action rationalized. And this is not what I want to happen so allow me to put down what happened today.

It's been a long long day. Coming from two consecutive long weekends, I was feeling a bit under the weather today. You know Monday blues. But I was actually pleasantly surprised at how fast the day went and how sort of productive it was. I was able to accomplish most of the tasks I set for today. For something that started so bleak, the day looked pretty great.

I was about to go home and I was going about the last few tasks on my checklist. Last item on the list: Have something signed then freedom awaits: I can leave. But I guess things don't always turn out the way they seem. Signee didn't want to sign right away. Had some questions that I didn't foresee and wasn't able to answer. No biggie. I understand Signee's point. If signed, the document will bear his stamp of approval and he will have to know why and what it is for. I'll just ask Other Person the questions Signee has, sort everything out, get it signed.

However, I was unable to get a satisfactory answer from Other Person so Signee refused to sign. There's no need he says. This would prolly have been all right except for the fact that production has already started and is actually in the finishing stages. There's no way I can hold or stop the production. What to do? What to do? I am in deep shit.

Thankfully, BigLilSis was able to help me. She asked Other Person about the things Signee wanted to know. Although the answer was still the same, at least Other Person elaborated and explained why, but still the reason given was not satisfactory.

BigLilSis and I approached Signee together to sort things out. For the most part, I was at a loss for words. There was nothing I could do but keep silent and I am just so thankful that BigLilSis was able to talk on my behalf.

A couple of hours later and a bundle of frayed nerves after, Signee eventually signed it after my apology.
I guess it is my fault that I didn't ask why. That I didn't align everyone with what is happening. That I pushed forward assuming that it's okay to spend. That I didn't seek Signee's consent.

Lesson learned. There's still a lot more I wanted to write, my reflections on the matter, my insights and realizations, but it's probably best left for the next session.

PS It's been a long time since I wrote in this blog. Now, no more excuses to not do it anymore.