Tama nga ang patron saint kong si Samantha sa Sex and the City, "I love ME more."

My mantra for today: "Comparisons are designed to make somebody fall short of the other's glory."

Don't get me wrong, I appreciate the sentiment of trying to pump my enthusiasm. To challenge me to do things differently. And believe me, I was affected. I wanted to prove myself and show that I'm willing to change for the better.

But my weak side was affected in a different light. It's as if the inconsistencies in me that I was waiting to show has already made an appearance. A few days back, I asked God to show me a sign of whether or not I'm still where I'm supposed to be, doing what I'm supposed to do. And after THAT conversation, I felt as though the great cosmic void is telling me to get the hell out. That this, what I'm doing 8 hours every day, is clearly not for me. And I'm scared spitless of what is beyond what became my comfort zone (shit, 2 years and I can't move my damn butt, palakpakan).

Now what mask shall I put on? The broad-minded, go-getter me or the human one?

The doctor is out

Shutting everything and everyone, out. Now, I have more time to lurk. :)

Last night's read

"Each time you happen to me all over again." - The Age of Innocence

Monday Blues

Kung sino man ang nagsabing 2 days lang ang considered na weekends, pakilala n'yo sa 'kin para i-explain ko sa kanya 'yung disadvantages ng ginawa n'ya.

Kulang ang 2-day weekend ko. :( Akala ko kaya 'kong ilagay sa FB shoutout ko ang "Nothing beats a complete weekend." with smiley. Hindi pala.

Sana lang tumigil na 'yung replay ng Will and Grace sa utak ko para makapagtrabaho na 'ko. NGAYON NA.

Blah again

These are one of the very few times that I'm owning up to being sad and lonely. And by tomorrow, I'll be struggling back to happy all over again.

Level: DIFFICULT

Why are my these past years the most confusing for me? Why can't ANYTHING be easy?