"How's my life so far?" er, next question please!

So the last couple of months have been so wild! Lemme just squeeze everything in a capsule (or capsules. most of you know how LONG I write) LOL.

If you really want a gist... like a picture book type, you may visit my Twitter or Twitpic pages.

Coffee has been my daily dosage of oxygen. My constant companion for me to be able to function... or at least walk straight without bumping in to anyone. I've been addicted to espresso shots and latte @GJ. The next thing I knew, I've already formed an entire new circle of chums with the baristas there. In the not-so-past, my sister and I usually hang out there to catch up. Although lately, we've been really busy so I hang out there mostly because of work... and mostly alone (of course, with Apollo. that's a given already.) Or if my brother has training in karate and I have to wait for him. It's really fun chatting with them because I feel young.. well, okay, maybe a little juvenile at times. But it's freakin' cool coz I'm mostly with older people at work. Not that they're sooo old or anything, but a lot of them are at least 5 years older than me. It's nice to hang around people my age. Carefree. Easy. Oh, I am so missing my college friends right now.

The weather is driving and drowning everyone like CRAZY! With Ondoy and Pepeng hitting the metro and the north of Luzon respectively, Filipinos' stable lives there were crushed in an instant. But somehow, it made me proud to be a Filipino all the more... hearing stories of heroism, bayanihan and stuff... aah, the Filipinos are really worth living and dying for (Ninoy and Cory Aquino)

Work is... should I say, killing me. I'm dead tired, but still I want to do more. Don't get me wrong, I love my job. I love what I do. I love my workplace. I just love it... though, somehow.. there are times when I feel that it doesn't love me back. Insane.

Lately, I've been out of track and feel like I'm detached to myself. Or just simply, Detached. Many contributed a lot of theories, but I can't seem to verbalize it. Words are not even enough. And I don't know who I can talk to about this. Someone who will take me seriously and not like I'm the greatest drama queen of all time.

Oh life.. there are a lot of things to be thankful for. I sure hope I'd be able to convince myself to focus and eye on the goal EACH and EVERY time.

So how IS my life so far? Honestly...? I really don't know.


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