Moron!

I did something horrendously stupid last night. I sent a text message while I was half a sleep and sent it to the wrong person. I swear I'm not one of those people, I don't recall ever having to say sorry wrong send! But last night was the worst first time ever! You see there's this two guys, let's call them A and B. I work with A, although I used to work for him now we're not so far apart in the organizations food chain. So he sent B to work with my team, whom I highly suspect is gay. It wouldn't have mattered but B is your typical know-it-all, obnoxious kiss-ass. I knew that B was sent to spy on us and to report anything A can use against us. The thing is, A and I are what you call frenemies. We're nice to each other because we both have our use but I never forget that he's a lying conniving son of a bitch. It's just how it is.

So anyway, he told me that B is bisexual and he's very adamant that B is not gay. Like there's a big difference right? Even if there was, I swear B is gay and not bi. So B actually works with this girl who works for me and last night she asked me about him. But she texted around 10 pm which makes it midnight here. So I woke up because of her txt. I decided to reply, but being in PNG I have to use my local phone to reply which is why i couldn't just press reply. The really really stupid thing that I did was I sent the message to A! Thank God I don't have the number of B!! But yeah, I texted A what was supposed to be a text for that girl. And I said, "B is bisexual daw. Pwede kay dodong pwede kay inday! haha" YES that's what I said!! Well, we secretly call B duday over here so I had to explain to this girl why we called him duday.

So there, needless to say that woke me up. Me and my big mouth! I'm not sure what I'm going to say to A when I see him later today. Now I know how people feel when they say they wished the ground would open up and just disappear!

Genius!

This is just absolutely hilarious! What can I say? Sex sells!

An Epiphany in the Shower

I was taking a shower when it dawned on me...I realized what I'm going to do next. As I've been contemplating what to do with my life, not knowing what to do next bothered me more than usual. Maybe because my birthday is just a couple of weeks away and I'm starting to feel the pressure of age being female and all. I'm just not sure what to aim for at this stage in my life. All my friends seem to aim to look for a man in their life. Some have succeeded and some have just turned desperate. I've also thought of buying my own place although I've never seriously considered it since I usually shy away from commitments. Yes even buying property takes commitment. I just never felt the need. But as I said, I was taking a shower when I realized that I should do it. I've never really had a home, neither has my mom and her mom. And having a home would not only make my mother and grandmother proud but I would also be fulfilling something that they never had. So there, I'm going to build a house.

Thank God for showers.

Events

I'm now back in weird country of Papua New Guinea. With more responsibilities, more problems and with more stresses albeit with more pay, I can't exactly say that I've got a happy state of mind. In just a few days, I need to make a presentation to the whole team and maybe a few government officials about the details of my job. Although I'm not the only one with this daunting task, I feel that I'm going to have to stand there and prove to my boss that I deserved that raise.

Having been here for almost two years now, I can finally say that I'm starting to feel more comfortable with my environment. I can't say that I've fully adjusted, and I don't think I'll ever adjust. Still, it's a good job with great pay and I like some of the people I work with. Keyword: some. But you wanna know a secret? Even with the great benefits and all the travel oppurtunities, I still have moments where I ask myself is this it? is it enough? and what next? I guess figuring out what you really want out of life is never easy.

*I'm going back to Tahiti*

I'm flying back to Manila in a couple of days, and let me tell you, despite the high of all the wonderful last minute shopping, I'm excited to get back to Manila. I was there for less than two days after being away for 3 months so I'm excited to visit my usual hang-outs and some of my close friends. Granted I only have 5 days and lots of work to finish before I head back to the "beautiful country" of Papua New Guinea, still, I can't wait to go to ATC and Greenbelt 3 again. A visit to the spa would be great too. Hah! Either way, I'm just glad that I'm over all the problems although I had a good time here in LA and maybe someday I'll get to visit again.

By the way, "I'm going back to tahiti" is this stupid song that I can't get out of my head!

Moments

Sometimes I get tired of being the grown-up, of doing the right thing. Sometimes I get tired of taking care of other people wondering when will someone take care of me for a change. Sometimes I get tired of understanding wondering when is it my turn to be understood. And yet, during those moments, I feel ashamed of feeling that way. I don't want to be selfish but still, I get tired and wonder when it will all end.

"Somebody tell me why I'm on my own, if there's a soulmate for everyone..."