I began to question whether what was I doing the path that I really wanted to take. Well, for some aspects it is a no, but then maybe it was what I was really meant to do. I began to feel sad last night, I felt really tired and listening to Alexi Murdoch's At Your Door and Radiohead's High and Dry made me want to cry. I hate crying. Anyway, I held it together. Maybe all I needed was a vacation.
People always want to get out of something when it's not working the way they want it anymore - very likely and typical. I was not an exemption to that, but then I told myself - I want to quit when I'm on my peak of awesomeness just like the TV show "Friends"; not when I'm on the verge of an Epic Fail, just like any TV show which couldn't make it to a season or two... that will just make me a loser.
On a lighter and funnier note, (I find this funny now) my Monday started a bit off. I just hope this does not translate to my whole week. My sister and I watched a movie the other day which forced me to change bags and knowing myself, I hate changing bags. When I went to work, I rode a cab because I have this strange mentality that the earlier I am for work, the more I want to take a cab so that I could be at the office waaaay earlier. When I was already near the office, I realized that my purse was on the other bag! I only had coins on my bag. I called Jessy and Taski since they were always early for work on Mondays. Jessy was not responding and it looked as if I woke up Taski. My thoughts were scrambling, I was thinking of telling the cab driver to take me home to Makati or even giving my Blackberry. Then I remembered Yjez! She was just working at the building behind ours. So long story short, I called her and she paid for my cab fare. My heroine.
Moral of the story, just take the jeepney.
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