This might be my last entry for the year 2011. The days following my birthday has made me restless and itchy. To take action, to plan again and do the next thing in my life now that I’m 22. If I wanted to travel Europe by the age 24 , I best be doing something… Read More 2012 Prospects– not so much
On Books 1. American Gods by Neil Gaiman All ye old gods of the world slowly dying in America because no one believes them anymore. The central premise of the novel is that gods and mythological creatures exist because people believe in them. Immigrants to the United States brought with them dwarves, elves, leprechauns, and… Read More What Shaped My 2011
No, I don’t mean McDo. I meant the soles of my feet. They aren’t really gilded but actually swollen and red, I just like the word golden though. I got no one to blame but myself for buying four inches stilettos, partying and dancing in them for hours. It just looked so divine on the… Read More Golden Arches
I still have pending drafts on queue today and awaiting some photos to be uploaded. So I decided to do a playlist thing on Tuesdays1 and Things I Like Thursdays. A Little Too Much by Natasha Bedingfield 2. Back to You by John Mayer 3. Don’t Know Why by Norah Jones 4.… Read More Tuesday Playlist
After the touch base meeting that we had with the managers, the comm. coaches decided that the interns do an impromptu speech just so they can hear how we sound1. So, the comm. coaches of our department, Jill and Chay, asked us to talk about a topic that interest us the most. I blurted out that… Read More This territory goes Uncharted
1. The restroom of your office building’s top-most floor. You’d think you’re the only one who goes there to “deposit your gold nuggets” because, duh, who goes there anyway? Answer: Everyone. Because everybody thought they’re the only one going there when nature calls. Good luck with that. You might make new friends though after meeting… Read More Where Collective Thinking Brought Us
My creative juices has dried up. I’ve several drafts that I need to work on and totally nothing funny to share these days. It might be true, what my best friend said, that, You don’t write when you’re happy. You’re too busy being happy to write about it. You write when you’re depressed, sad or… Read More It wasn’t a dark and stormy night. Or maybe it was and I forgot.
I’ve always prided myself for being someone with a quick retort always ready. But sometimes, I’m too stunned to reply, or maybe just outraged at what the person just said. Other times, etiquette and breeding keeps me from lashing out. On the phone, I’m duty bound to always be polite, keep my cool and to never… Read More Imaginary Smarty Pants