Weekend Top 3
3 things I'm glad I did today
1. Spaced out to recharge.
2. Went out for coffee with the advertising execs.
3. Blogged.
3 things I'm sorry I did
1. Dropped my subject.
2. Texted The Archer Back. Grrr. Dapat hindi ko na sinagot!
3. Trusted some officemates with too much info.
3 milestones at work
1. Ironed out my advertising deals with the 2 major publications
2. Finished the September store look
3. Drafted my Christmas promo
3 gifts I got that made me feel I was appreciated
1. The dangling earrings from Yasmine and Jasmin
2. The bottle of shampoo with a gift card from James
3. The watch from The Boyfriend
3 favorite persons
1. CEO
2. That cute Advertising Exec
3. The Bestfriend
3 people I wanna kick or scream at when I see them
1. The former marketing manager
2. The former PR officer
3. The Archer
3 news I really felt bad about
1. Celia's breakup
2. The chismis from the former PR officer
3. Oil price hike
Happy weekend, honeys!
Friday, August 06, 2004
Blog bug
I've been bitten by the blog bug! I'm supposed to draft my preliminary marketing plan, but decided to space out. Heck - if they want my creative juices to flow, I need a damn break too, you know!
Yesterday marked our 2 years and 11 months. As some sort of prequel to the 3rd year anniversary celebration and some sort of hoorah party (after what we've been through for the past months, hell yeah, we deserve it!), The Boyfriend gave me this:
Wow. I was so touched. Last weekend, I was looking for a sports watch for myself - something I could use when I go to the gym. I didn't like the new Nike Presto because I was scared that it's way too easy for snatchers to just yank it off my wrist (goodbye, 4 thousand!).
I didn't ask The Boyfriend to buy me anything so until now, I can't help but feel "aaaaaaaaaaaw" about it. It was sensitive of him to have bought the watch for me. By the way, this is also the 3rd watch he's already given as a gift. 3rd watch on the 3rd year. Hmmm. Nice. But was he also implying that my time is running out? Tick-tock, tick-tock. Hahaha!
New monicker
Oh, The Boyfriend has earned a monicker among my friends. Some of them would ask over dinner, "So how's The Banker?"
Jovan calls him Bankero. Ang pangit!
Sending feelers
The Archer sent an sms last night asking how I am, if I am still alive and if I still remember him.
Helluuuuur.
Can we have enough of that already?
Bumenta na 'yan.
I've been bitten by the blog bug! I'm supposed to draft my preliminary marketing plan, but decided to space out. Heck - if they want my creative juices to flow, I need a damn break too, you know!
Yesterday marked our 2 years and 11 months. As some sort of prequel to the 3rd year anniversary celebration and some sort of hoorah party (after what we've been through for the past months, hell yeah, we deserve it!), The Boyfriend gave me this:
Wow. I was so touched. Last weekend, I was looking for a sports watch for myself - something I could use when I go to the gym. I didn't like the new Nike Presto because I was scared that it's way too easy for snatchers to just yank it off my wrist (goodbye, 4 thousand!).
I didn't ask The Boyfriend to buy me anything so until now, I can't help but feel "aaaaaaaaaaaw" about it. It was sensitive of him to have bought the watch for me. By the way, this is also the 3rd watch he's already given as a gift. 3rd watch on the 3rd year. Hmmm. Nice. But was he also implying that my time is running out? Tick-tock, tick-tock. Hahaha!
New monicker
Oh, The Boyfriend has earned a monicker among my friends. Some of them would ask over dinner, "So how's The Banker?"
Jovan calls him Bankero. Ang pangit!
Sending feelers
The Archer sent an sms last night asking how I am, if I am still alive and if I still remember him.
Helluuuuur.
Can we have enough of that already?
Bumenta na 'yan.
Thursday, August 05, 2004
Post-sabbatical notes
More than a month of not blogging.
It seemed like a longer time for me. I got used to this blog as my sounding board whenever I wanted to rant about something. But things have been very busy for the past month. I barely had time to breathe, what more to write.
So what just happened?
1. I got promoted. Higher post, higher pay. But work is thrice as hard. I work 12-15 hours a day on the average. My skin breakout will atest to that.
2. I dropped out of school. Surprised? Yep, I did. It's suicide not to give something up, what with my new schedule. I haven't formally submitted my dropping papers and I am still toying with the idea of keeping my thesis subject, if it's not yet too late.
3. I hired another former ABSi officemate. I think I've mastered the art of luring my brilliant and talented former officemates into joining me into my current company. But I'm really very glad Yasmine is with me now.
4. The Archer left. We had a last hoorah gig 3 weeks before he left. It was a validation of what I already know. He was a mere infatuation I am now very over with.
Life is pretty much the same. Only, it gets harder and harder each new day.
Though I think I'm nearing the realization of my personal legend, it's also making me realize the higher price I have to pay for it. It's like fate telling me - you want more, then you have to give more. Worse, you just might have to give all.
More than a month of not blogging.
It seemed like a longer time for me. I got used to this blog as my sounding board whenever I wanted to rant about something. But things have been very busy for the past month. I barely had time to breathe, what more to write.
So what just happened?
1. I got promoted. Higher post, higher pay. But work is thrice as hard. I work 12-15 hours a day on the average. My skin breakout will atest to that.
2. I dropped out of school. Surprised? Yep, I did. It's suicide not to give something up, what with my new schedule. I haven't formally submitted my dropping papers and I am still toying with the idea of keeping my thesis subject, if it's not yet too late.
3. I hired another former ABSi officemate. I think I've mastered the art of luring my brilliant and talented former officemates into joining me into my current company. But I'm really very glad Yasmine is with me now.
4. The Archer left. We had a last hoorah gig 3 weeks before he left. It was a validation of what I already know. He was a mere infatuation I am now very over with.
Life is pretty much the same. Only, it gets harder and harder each new day.
Though I think I'm nearing the realization of my personal legend, it's also making me realize the higher price I have to pay for it. It's like fate telling me - you want more, then you have to give more. Worse, you just might have to give all.
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