Think. Think. Think.
Left alone with your thoughts in the dark... nothing to do but think. If I made a decision that I didn't really think about and I fool myrself by avoiding a confrontation with my thoughts, does that make things right? Not really.
Light a cigarette and take a drag.
I think I'll re-start a bad habit and avoid thinking about it. That should give me another thing not to think about.
Maybe I’m the one
Who is…
The schizophrenic psycho…
She lays down on the fresh lawn
She can make everything magical
But she tied one on big time
And it makes me want to rewind
To back in the days when we were young
When everything was like a loaded gun
Ready to go off in any minute
And you know we’re gonna win again
Maybe I’m the one
Who is…
The schizophrenic psycho… yeah
Maybe I’m the one
Who is…
The paranoid flake-oh… yeah
You finally sent out your last email of the day. You happily pack your stuff and head out to the parking lot. You step out into the freezing cold outside.
Damn.
Only one car left in the whole parking lot.
Guess who's car it is?
What.A.Freak.
What do you do miles away from home and miles away from your heart?
Work, work, work and try to cope.
Just because you're smiling, doesn't mean you're happy. Being around people and laughter gives you temporary reprieve from the loneliness. But at the end of the day, you go home to an empty room and reality bites you in the a**.
You wake up the next day, open the window shade to let the light in, put on your happy face and think, "This isn't so bad. I think I'll have a good day today."
Why the heck is it raining so much in the middle of November??? Ugh... screwy weather has literally dampened my birthday celebration.
We - me and the husband - went to Bohol to celbrate my old-ness. We had an awesome time (the husband still cannot believe he survived 4 days with no tv) but it was raining for majority of our stay there. There were a few bursts of sunshine but mostly just dreary rain. Hence, my failed attempt at getting a decent tan... However, Bohol is an awesome place. No amount of rain can cloak that fact. The place is just too damn beautiful. White powdery beaches, historical sites, natural wonders... You can check out the pictures on my multiply site (http://kayflores.multiply.com) under the album named Bohol2007.. duh. I am definitely going back there with the kids next time and hopefully with a lot more sunshine.
Anyway, getting back to my bitching about the schtupid weather. Why on earth is it still raining in November??? The rainy season was supposed to be over in September. This was why we booked a beach trip for my birthday. Crappy human race has screwed up the planet so bad the seasons are shifting. Don't mind my dagger looks when I see you casually discarding your candy wrapper onto the street. After all, the discarded candy wrappers of the world did conspire to rain on my parade.
On a side note.. Please pardon my cheesy title. I couldn't resist! Hahaha... I was admittedly a Guns N Roses fan way back in the 80's to early 90's. Old, old, old...
My baby boy just turned one year old. It was a happy-happy day. :-) Check out photos of our celebration using the links below:
Ever notice how sleepiness always comes over you at the most inconvenient and inopportune time? If there is a sandman, he has a weird sense of humor... either that or he's just a sadistic bastard.
As a kid... Your energy level is bursting through the roof before your bestfriend's big birthday party. The excitement for this event has been building up since you got the party invitation. By the time you get to the party, you crash and fall asleep in mommy's arms for half the party games.
As a high school student... Your crush finally asks you to dance during the last song at the HS dance. He walks you out of the dance, you have the most amazing conversation, he asks for your number. Everything is perfect then you try to stifle a yawn that refuses to be stifled.
As a college student... You have this life-altering exam you just have to pass then a wave of sleepiness washes over you just as you read the first sentence of your text book...
As a lowly analyst... You work until 2AM. You have an early morning conference call. The prospect of hitting the sheets is heavenly. The blankets are inviting. But once you lie down, you cannot sleep. UGH!
I've always had this issue with sleeping. At points in my life, I've been an insomiac. Being wide awake, tossing and turning at 3AM is nothing new for me. But I absolutely hate it when I'm so busy and I have only a limited window to get my sleep and for the life of me I cannot doze off. Thus the abundance of updates on my friendster and multiply accounts... LOL.
Anyway, just thought I'd bitch over how ironic sleepiness and sleeplessness can be.
Today Kaiya went up to me, hugged me tight then said, "I love you, Mommy. Thank you."
I asked, "What for, baby?"
"For buying me all my toys and for giving me baby Joshua," she said.
With the biggest smile on my face and tears welling up in my eyes, I hugged her and told her "I love you too, Kaiya."
I read something today and felt like sharing it...
What do you do when there are people who try to hurt you because of their own selfishness, jealousy, insecurity or smallness? Thank God that you're not them.
Imagine what it must be like if the only way that person can be happy is by hurting somebody else. Awful. Spiteful. Pathetic.
Fabulous.
That would be me... hahaha. Stop rolling your eyes. I'm just kidding.
I was referring to my project's 5th year anniversary party. We celebrated it the usual CAT-style (all out blast!) in Moomba, QC. Awesome place. I should think so because I helped pick the venue. :-)
I've been with the project for 4+ years. I've had great opportunities, awesome experiences, exhausting times and most importantly, made lasting friendships. Looking at the old photos from the past 5 years brought back good memories. Friends who've come and gone... Friends who've stayed... Too bad we can't freeze time. Some of those memories I would've liked to hold on to for longer. But then memories wouldn't be special if they lasted forever.
So life goes on... People move on and make new memories. Then one day we'll look back at today and think, "That was a good day. Wish that could've lasted forever..."
