the shenanigans of eenamorata

 After rushing to accomplish some stuff at the office last Wednesday, I immediately packed my bag for a long awaited music recital at the CCP. I have scheduled this appointment one month in advanced just to make sure that all other appointments get cancelled for this one. Theia and Anna met me up at harbor square, then we saw tita grace and kuya elmer at the theater. It was a night of beautiful music. The last time i had been to CCP was during Miss Saigon pa, and watching beautiful concerts has been quite a while already. So to say that the concert was a stress reliever is an understatement. Its description would have to be a mixture of having a cold bath after a long hot day, having your bad dreams pulled out from your memory, and it also felt like flowers and prairies. I can testify through this that the best things in life are free. (see free seating on the ticket). stolen photo of the theater.. tsk tsk tsk After the concert (around 10pm), I hoped on the last trip of t

The twenty days- fifty days countdown begins. This is probably gonna be one of the hardest shenanigans that I'll be subjecting myself into. Its gonna be an exciting ride, probably frustrating but hopefully not heart breaking. I should be laying this down on the date provided, and I should do it do it as far as doing it is concerned. This plan should push through regardless of the many things, like schedules, contracts or people, that can change in the course of 50 days. Opportunities may not come  twice, goals should be pursued and dreams should never be put on hold for the sakes of well some people's prodding. Preparations for the date have already commenced. Trips to home are more frequent and intentional to seek after wisdom and advice, to seek solitude and to return to the plans and goals that were set in the beginning. Choosing not to be a push over, choosing to stand up for my own dreams and choosing to find my own voice. Albeit the fact that some good things

Mercury drug store has been benefiting from my VENTOLIN rota cup nebules for the last 20 days. My dear old frienemy—asthma has been keeping me up at night, sucking up my energy at work and it has been draining my wallet too. Because of my frienemy’s visit, I have to rely on my inhaler as my second source of life.  I’ve concocted theories like stress, dust allergies at work, food allergies, fumes from travelling too much, change of weather etc. as to why my dear old friend decided to visit me; but I might have been evading the root cause of it all. I am not the number one fan of house chores especially laundry and cleaning my room… but the thought that the cleanness of it might have been the reason why I have been having these attacks lately has been running around my mind. So, I’ve decided to gather up all the courage to face my room. Due to my busy schedule (waking up at: 5am-6am; prepare and travel for work: 6am -7am; work hours 7am- 4pm ++ or 6pm without OT pay… huhuhu;