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meet the predator
call me jenie
born on 02/20/83 after my Dad & Mom drank beer and ate balut 9 months before
lives in Singapore, but always a Pinoy at heart
works as an advertising copywriter, but hates proofreading her blog entries
loves true friends, fake DVD's, alternative music, alcohol, sarcasm, boxing, hatha yoga, and House (the TV series,not the music genre)
loathes indifference, power trippers, narcissists, giant egos and bad breath
tries to live by the quote "Postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing." by Anais Nin
hectic week
So here's another another de-stressing photo :) Haaayyy :-)
It's a payday Thursday for us, and tomorrow will arrive some good news from the Big Boss, but I'm still not that excited. I guess I've gotten used to not spending and buying what I want lately. I've been saving up like crazy, but whenever I get the ATM receipt to check on my balance, I never seem to be contented with what I've achieved.
It sucks when you're depriving yourself 90% of the time. In Opus Dei terms, it's called "mortification" wherein you offer something up to lessen the suffering of other people, the poor, for instance. But for me, it's just called 'pagkukuripot-because-I-have-to-save-for-the-freaking-rainy-day'. Darn life. I thought I'd be happy once I've saved enough for Boracay money. I can't go anyway. I still got 20 days before I hopefully become a regular employee and be entitled of vacation/sick leaves. Darn darn darn... Besides, when that time comes my friends will be busy with work and I've no one to go with unless my Mom allows me and Tatoff. Ugh. This sucks. Time to stare at thes cute animals to soothe my aching senses...
* Plugging ulit: Try Bikram Yoga! It's at Dasma Village and it's great. It's my first time to experience sweat dripping from my head, forehead, eyes and nose, down to the floor! It's so hard when you're too inggit of people who can do poses that strain every inch of your body, but what the heck. I still felt like a pretzel and my knees were wobbly after.
Anyway, it's funny coz the instructress was my classmate with Sev almost 4 years ago. Small world, man. I like Pye's job. It seems so effortless (well, for her flexible and lean body) and she earns money (as usual, bigger than our daily 'employed' pay) while doing what she's passionate about. Envy schmenvy.
Okay gotta go, and work my butt off this back-straining office chair again. I'm forever in slouch mode. So much for all the back-bending-like-a-bridge spine poses last night. Ugh.
2:10 PM
Thursday, July 28, 2005
