So, I was torn between doing my critical article review for my Economics class, working online and blogging earlier. School assignment triumphed, blogging won the second place. Side hustling is for later. Congralute me, loves? Tumblr photo credit But before that, this sneaky article entitled, Why Readers, Scientifically, Are The Best People To Fall In Love With caught my attention and while reading, I can't help but feel kilig for my boyfriend because he got a reader as a girlfriend. Haha. See, I like reading. I love reading way back in elementary. Dad got me a basket-full of books when he goes home (from working over the sea). The only thing that I have regretted is reading Sweet Valley Kids because it has poisoned my mind in finding true love and first kisses when I was just ten or eleven freaking years old. When I have kids, love story books should be out of their shelves. Real novels only, soon-to-be-babies. I am not claiming that I am this notorious r
with life everyday. I don't know why, but I like it. Maybe because I have finally discovered and devoted time in reading the bible. I bought one with a purple cover last January when I came back here in Cavite. The move of buying one just struck me. It also has colorful illustrations, which makes learning the Word of God more interesting. Or maybe because I've finally realized that I love my job this afternoon when I have started debugging. I felt the rush to do the task and my hands are itching to make them work. At first, though, I was helpless since I still don't know how my department works, but I became familiar and comfortable after some time. The job that I have right now is the job that I've been envisioning during my college years -- interfacing the hardware with the software. I like making this combo work. :) I then again received my horoscope message from my mom. It's as if I am subscribing to a random surprise horoscope. It goes like this: You
Happy isn't really a word to describe my day today. Today is like one of those bad hair days, made heavier by bitter longings and ended by irritating conversations. Back then, having a bad day in school is tolerable since I know total peace and quiet is waiting for me when I go home. My home scenario: Play with my dogs. Hug my mom. And eat a home-cooked dinner. Now that I am older and working, I have nothing to pour my days’ negativities on to but the internet. I am lucky if everything is smooth-sailing in the apartment. However, apartment life with fellow young professionals isn’t glam. It isn’t about house parties and beer anymore. You saw unwashed dishes on the sink this morning. You have gone home from work, yet they’re still there. Tomorrow morning, those unclean utensils are the first ones to greet you good morning while you brush your teeth. Nevertheless, smile. It’s a Saturday and your sleeping hours are extended. Finally, a 12-hour sleep, but, knock knock. Oh,
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