Battle Wounds

Last Friday, I finally got to wear the shoes I bought last month. I was so excited. I was so in love with them!

But as with some unfortunate love affairs, this one left me in so much pain. I couldn't walk properly the whole day. By the time I got home, I was already wounded.

There's really no one to blame but myself, though. When I tried them on, I already realized they're not the most comfortable kicks. But I didn't mind it of course thinking it wouldn't be that bad. I guess there are just things that you haphazardly do thinking it's all going to be worth it.

I don't know when I'll get to wear these shoes again. It's a shame because I got tons of compliments that day. Maybe once my left heel recovers, which, I hope will be as soon as this Thursday.

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Best. Lyrics. Ever.

Obsessed with this song right now.

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First Date

So this is what it's like. I've already forgotten how it felt until I was practically shaking while waiting in the restaurant. He was late. When he finally arrived, there's that relief upon learning that he looks even better in person. Yes, even with the styes he warned me about. Let's call him Dr. W. Great skin, nice smile and I love his fingers. There was awkward silence at several points. Good thing the food wasn't bad. But halfway into the date, I already sensed that it's not going to work out. I wish we had more chemistry. Even the live music didn't save it--and to think they played Moon River, which happens to be one of my most favorite songs. After the short dinner, we walked around the area. Our arms brushed against each other and there were chuckles here and there but it just didn't seem good enough. The cold weather would've made the night nicer but it just made it exactly that, cold.

Upon saying goodbye, we shook hands. Mr. W's palm was so soft it was killing me. I wanted to look back but I didn't and just kept walking until I literally got lost, yet gain, in QC.

I should do this more often.

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New Year Surprise

Wow. Just a week into the new year and I've already been blessed incredibly.

Yesterday, after working as a probationary employee for less than five months, I was offered regular employment... and a promotion. I had to make a minor negotiation so I didn't sign the revised contract until today.

I must be doing something right here. It's really amazing how much my bosses trust me. What's even more amazing, though, is how my career has changed in only a few months. I'm certainly not yet in the place where I want to be but I have a good feeling I'm on my way there. It's going to take a lot to get there, I know, but it sure feels good to finally have even the slightest direction in my life.

This makes me almost forget how broke I am right now.

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Ending and Beginning

Small town, big dreams.

.I wish your 2013 is starting out well. Mine? It's alright. I'm still on vacation but I'm scheduled to fly back to Manila tomorrow. My parents' absence here makes leaving easier but I still wish I could stay longer. I'm starting to feel jobless, though; no work and no money. I'm so poor it's not even funny. It doesn't help that very, very few establishments here accept credit cards.

I saw a cutie at the bank today. We locked eyes when he was on his way out. He had this grin. I'm not saying he's attracted to me but I'm certainly interested. Why did it have to happen less than 24 hours before my departure?It's been a fun time. I've been eating a lot, I was able to reunite with old friends, bonded with the kids and spared myself from any chores. Oh, and I played in the rain yesterday with two kids. It was fun and liberating until I sensed a couple of people staring and judging me.

I can't help but long for more mornings of sleep, afternoons at the beach, dinners with loved ones and late nights watching 'Armageddon' or 'Minute To Win It'. But the time has come; the end of my holiday. It's the start of a new year too. Time to go back to work. I understand the months ahead promise a lot of potential but I'm not going to join everyone else and map out 2013 with a year's worth of resolutions and wishes. Besides, I have to pack.

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