Friday and long weekend

It’s been a tough 2 weeks.

Long hours at work.

Projects with sliding timelines.

A fight with Mom.

Hurt unintentionally inflicted to a friend who just really cares so much about me.

Unresolved issues with boyfriend.

Everything seems to be going wrong.

Me = not a very positive person right now.

Try as I might to lift my spirits up, I can’t help but feel sullen.

I’m just way too drained, too tired.

He’s coming home tonight.

Last night, we had a fight about our trip – which all the more dampened my already morose state of being.

I just want things to be okay.

And feel a bit better.

I just want to go home – close my eyes and wake up to a beach day tomorrow.

Oh well.

TGIF.

Ready to ramble

Alternate universe

Our division in the office is setting up a team wall. It’s a Friendster-type collage of the team’s photos, dreams, aspirations and testimonials from officemate-friends.

Since I had to send in my dreams and aspirations, it got me to think --- if there is an alternate, albeit parallel universe, what is my alter ego like? What is she doing?

Given the choice and the freedom of imagination, I’d like this doppelganger to be any of these:

- the Editor-in-Chief of Cosmopolitan or Jessica Hong Kong;

- personal shopper to the rich and famous of Hollywood;

- travel correspondent of Discovery Travel and Living;

- fashion designer for Gucci

In effect, if I’m not in the telco industry, I would have gone for any of the above.

If only writing can put food on my table (not to mention pay my rent, my car and maintain my lifestyle), then I would have pursued it a long time ago.

With greater expectations

… come either supreme fulfillment or conversely, worse disappointments.

Statement of fact: I am a busy girl.

Most recently, busy is even an understatement.

I have both work and school.

It takes a lot of effort for me to get away from work, much less try to get a 1-day break.

I took great pains and went the extra mile to finish deliverables in advance, get my boss to approve my break and maneuvered my schedule (and my team’s) in order to get a hassle-free additional day after the beach trip.

Can you blame me for feeling disappointed that despite the agreement of getting a free day to spend quality time, I get a late-in-the-evening notice that boyfriend will have to work on Tuesday morning to close a deal with a new client?

Fine, fine. It’s an important potential deal referred by a long-time client. But geez, I do have work to do, too.

It’s not like I’m a house-girlfriend with nothing to do but wait all day for the boyfriend to finish work. And it’s not like we spend time day in and day out.

What’s a few hours? And what about respecting the sacred quality time?

Gender bender

And this…

… leads me further to bitch about men’s misconception that they are the only ones who have important jobs that make them qualified to cancel out on mutually agreed on dates and appointments.

Hello?

We’re as hectic and as stressed as you are. At times, maybe even more.

Get your priorities straight and chuck those excuses out the window.

It’s a simple bottomline: if you want to re-schedule, honor a girl’s “consult right.”

You also won’t appreciate it if we do this number on you.

Extra mile

That’s the thing, though.

I am pissed off. But no matter how pissed off I am because of his complications and shortcomings, my resolve softens when he tries to compensate.

When he offers wine and chocolates for dinner.

And when he pleads to please… “let me make it up.”

I guess, that’s what his extra mile does.

Blessed to be stressed

…so I keep reminding myself.

I feel bad that I have not written any decent blog lately. The past two weeks have been hell for most of us in the office.

The usual late nights became all-nighters. Thanks to this really huge project that most of us are working on.

I can’t wait for the long weekend!

This is one of those moments when I BADLY need time to seemingly stop for me.

I need to slow down because I’m feeling that if I don’t, I will crash and burn.

Anytime now.

Blessed to be stressed. Blessed to be stressed.

Look and feel

In the past couple of days, I have been obsessing about redesigning my blog site. I’ve been spending a lot of time looking for new skins and templates for blogger.

Ever since blospot became XML-based, though, it’s been harder to look for XML-based templates.

After laboring for X number of days pursuing a template for my revamp, I finally found one that I really like. Thanks to FinalSense!

It’s so in sync with my blog’s theme.

Still fixing a lot of quirks, though.

So in case you stumble upon some bugs within the site – I’m trying to work on them.