Independence

It's been a while, I know. Gawd, a million things have transpired over the last feew weeks. I mean, my sister dearest visited already, I'm broke once again, and then just a couple of days ago I got regularized at work, and stuff.

Okay, let's start with my sister's visit. I heart my sister. I missed her so mucho mucho. Seriously, which is exactly why I have been planning to treat her out and shop with her way ahead before she got here. And that's exactly what we did. First, we got some back issues of V Magazines first. --V is very rare here. You're lucky if you can get an issue released on the same year you're currently living. -- Then we grabbed coffee at this deli that I love, and went to Rockwell.

Gawd, it was so hard to get a cab that time. I was sweating like shit when we finally got a ride. Ugh. I am sooo not loving the cab drivers here, seriously. But that's an ntirely different story.

Anyway, we bought some stuff at Rockwell like pasalubong, clothes and all, and went to Mall of Asia. Exhausted and hungry (we went out the night before that and slept at 5 AM), we decided to eat first at this restaurant called Bed Scene. It's a pretty cozy place except I hated the blaring music. Gawd, I believe the whole concept of the place is a lounge-y and comfortable dining experience, so why would you play bad ass hip-hop music at 7 PM? WTF?! Deal breaker. Anyway, I loved the part when we were eating and suddenly we noticed this amazing fireworks display with matching backgroound music outside. I've heard of it before it really is truly beautiful. Have I mentioned I love fireworks?

Back to the dinner, the food is unexciting, the conversation is heart warming and I insisted to pay the bill. That was a very special time because sister and I really got to bond and open up to each other. In fact, I almost freakin' cried. Gawd. Sissy much?

After fiesta, she and I headed back to the shops for more shopping and that's when I overspent as usual. She bought me a shirt by the way. So yeah, like the story as old as time, I'm broke again. Well, this time, it's really worse, like scraping-the-bottom-of-the-barrell broke. Yup, zero savings.

Do not even get me started with the bills. Oh god, you have no idea how hard my heart beats everytime I check my mailbox.

So anyway, when she left last week, I wanted to go home with her so badly. Yes, ok, I cried in the cab on my way back to my place from the airport.

Now if only I can have the same time with my other two siblings... Oh well, I love'em all, and I sooo miss Mama and Papa. It's crazy. And it doesn't help that christmas is around the corner, and there's a great chance I won't be able to come home for the holiday. Forget ho-ho-ho, more like huhuhuhu...

Speaking of work, I'm about to finish my contract in the end of the month. I already got regularized by the way. It's nothing exciting to be honest. The only things I'm thrilled about are
the PTOs and the raise. :) I'm seriously considering getting a new job, hopefully by next year if I don't get fired before 2007 ends. My office buddies are cool though

Ugh. Enough about work. It's making me vomit sick. Blah!

I just really wanna take a break. Like go home, see my family and friends again and relax. Ok, maybe not exactly relax because there's probably going to be a lot of partying but I just want to recharge, replenish and maybe even re-evaluate some things.

This is another case of the verbal diarrhea. 'Til next time.