a blog as a diary

i never intended for this blog to be sort of an online journal. but let me try it just for today-

this had been a very exasperating day. i only got to sleep for less than an hour because i was hooked to the net during the time i should've been lying in my bed. it was hard getting up knowing i could not take a leave from work again because that would have to be taken on the next next day. so i tried hard fighting sleepiness and in the effort, i appeared energetic. but my disorientation became invincible after lunch break when, after taking a nap, i couldn't bring myself to work. i thought i was going to be ill! but going home was not an option. i had an important meeting tonight.

so what did my disoriented mind come up with? halfday again! well, i went to a nearby salon owned by my tito to have a haircut. but not right away, i told him, 'cause i was feeling dizzy. and so he offered me a cubicle in his day spa. that was where i slept for two office hours. back at the salon for my hair trim and treatment, the stylist told me he thought i must be pregnant. no arguments, i showed some signs. haha!

i had the afternoon spent recharging, ready to spend the new energy for a long night ahead. at the mall, i returned rented vcds, bought a pair of slippers, and got disappointed over the unavailable size of my chosen cardigan. at the next mall, i met up with the team. we transferred to another house for the meeting. we were informed of our challenging tasks and the little time we have for them. then i was tired again.

at home, instead of resting, i'm in front of the computer screen again...

GK777

an invitation-

on October 1 & 2, GK777 will be celebrating its 2nd anniversary at The Fort Bonofacio Global City. GK stands for Gawad Kalinga and GK777 expresses its vision of building 700,000 houses in 7,000 communities in 7 years. now, individuals and partners from corporations and international sponsors continue to grow in line with this dream of building the nation.

this is for our country, for its people, and for its children's future. i'm inviting all to get involved. if you know anyone who's a member of any CFC ministry, ask her/him about GK. it will be great if you can attend the event on October 2. there will be expo (exhibits) all day & night. concert on sat night. the artists are donating their talent fees to GK. we say, "no more slums". we say, "no one is too poor that he cannot help; no one is too rich that he cannot care". Kasali tayo dito!

Dear Pare,

Hi there! I hope everything's doing well for you.

Uhm, well, my heart has just been broken. I've been pretending that I'm okay. You see, I'm not all that what-you-see-is-what-you-get type of person. It's just not easy to be true at times. Like these times, I put up a happy disposition despite the brokenness inside. If you'd only seen me today, you might find that I'm in an unusual hyperactive state. I'd laugh at the simplest blooper of my colleague. I guess I've already become used to keeping things to myself. But I can't escape this real loneliness, which is only stronger when no one is around.

Maybe the man only needed a distraction. So when he came around, after two years of no contact whatsoever, and just out of a long-term relationship, he tugged at my heart without so much of an effort, that I must be more distracted than he wanted for himself. After all, he was the man I fell for years ago, who I still thought of once in a while and hoped to see again one day. The day came. And my heart couldn't help but fall instantly. That was really crazy, pare! I didn't know why you once asked if I'm impulsive. I only replied that I don't think so. Maybe you think I am, don't you?

Pare, do I sound like I hate the man? 'Cause I don't blame him for my broken heart? It's not that I've been played, right? I understand that some people who come to our lives, including those we come to love deeply, are not bound to stay long. We can't make anyone stay. Though realizing that doesn't make me invulnerable, I shall give in to this acceptance. I'll be fine, pare. And I hope you will also pray that it will be soon.

Anyway, it's so sad that you're drifting away. You may have no idea that you are loved this way. No idea that you caused me a broken heart. I will surely miss you, pare. But I'm letting you go.


*this is just a blog entry. unsent.