So, how am I today?
MOOD:
*sick*, literally and figuratively. Two weeks with only an hour to two and a half hour’s worth of sleep per day? Not good. I’m a zombie panda. Haha.
*in pain*, my whole body hurts with my head, my throat, not to mention, my heart, pushing and pulling at each other for the proverbial spotlight
*disappointed & confused*, you’ve disappointed me, I don’t know if I’ve disappointed you but I know I’ve disappointed myself (in more ways than this one alone) so much so that I am stating this bluntly. I told Joy and Andy: "Why is it that when at first you don’t like somebody who you’d been told as who likes you, that somebody veers away just when you already like him?" What am I? A maneater? Or it’s yet again another classic case of pre-empting (more like a statement of mine, not a question…)? Or you’re really what I now think you are courtesy of some really good and concerned friends and some really bad experiences? Or is it just not really meant to be? If it is, then why have I come to know you, at least, umm, meet you, in the first place? Wait, do you even know it’s you that I’m talking about? Or am I just being overly dramatic? Which is which?
*chirpy*, at least for a brief moment, as I finally got to watch one of the "Bring It On" movie series after the original one. Was it just me and my out-of-touch movie moments or was "Bring It On: All or Nothing" really not shown in the Philippines? SHABOOYA! Now I know. Hehe 
*chirpy part 2*, wow! Euki pretty! Cindy Chiu gorgeous, finally a genuine cheerleader in a "Bring It On" movie!
*chirpy part 3*, Baby Suri photos! Blue doe-like eyes and lots of brown hair…awww…really cute! I swear she looks like Katie but Katie herself says that she looks like Tom. Whatever. Yay! Thanks Maan! *mwah*
*swooning*, Gus Carr… Dancing does make me feel weak…
*angry*, USB pop-to-port cable not compatible?!!!!!!!! Where’s the receipt? Please let it not be on the freakin’ van’s floor! ‘Nuf said.
*frustrated but*, but what? I love it. Really. It’s just now I am swallowing the virtual speech/sermon that I gave the other night about the memory.
*anxious & worried & scared & sad*, WWIII again? Hopefully not tonight, please. And not anymore. It really isn’t like when I goofed up, I can just find a place to hide. I want to really be a good daughter this time. The discussion with Belen this morning made me realize one thing: All my justifications, reasons, and excuses, no matter how legit some of them may be, all backfired on me when the issue of being grateful and responsible is brought up.
I’m on sick and vacation leave today. At least my mind is. I’m taking a vacation away from myself. No I am not whining. I am just saving myself as at least I know that there are still reasons left to smile and definitely, more to come.
