November 29, 2008
· Filed under Life is a feast
Alright, this is the first Christmas wishlist for myself. Ever. Don’t get me wrong but before and up until now i can think of things I like, but after seeing it, I’d feel guilty buying it for myself rather than using the money to buy stuff for other people. Thus, opting NOT to buy it for me. A behavior which I think I need to change. As Wackow would always tell me every payday: “You have to buy something for yourself this time.” Guess he’s right, so here… The wishlist (I hope I’m going to get even just one thing from this list hehe).
1. Clinique Happy Heart Perfume Set or just the Clinique Happy Heart perfume spray or the body cream – my favorite! Not overpowering, just the right scent.
2. Ladies bag – this I got to see first.
3. White Sports Jacket - not really specific on the brand, as long as the fit is right to my rather slim frame.
4. Cellphone – my almost 3-year old phone is screaming “Let me rest!”. Obsolence at its best. Not to splurge a lot, I’ve been eyeing N6300 (black).
5. Splurge: fully furnished house and lot. heheheh Dream on!
November 13, 2008
· Filed under Just another day..
It’s already November, the 11th month of the year. The month before the holidays. The second month on the last quarter of the year. What I really want to say is it’s almost the end of the year and I still don’t have that excitement that I usually feel. Well, the truth is for the past four years, Christmas wasn’t really Christmas in its purest sense. Yes we have food at home, presents under the tree but at the strike of 12MN I’m usually asleep in my room or just looking outside my window while the rest of the world celebrated like there’s no tomorrow. Happy. I’m not deep inside. I remember being ok with that, but my mom wasn’t. I remembered her knocking on my door just to force me celebrate with them. I remembered crying real hard that night, blame it on the stupidity and hard-headedness of someone at home. That night made an impression on me, trauma. I guess. Trust issues. After that Christmas was never the same again. And since I had to work on Christmas day, I had to drag my self out of bed. And Janna (my supervisor) knew something was wrong, she placed me on meeting mode of most of my shift and we talked. I guess that talkhelped a bit to loosen up and release all the hatred I felt which is not timely. It wasn’t all pretty that time. Horrible feeling but the Christmasses after that were patterned just the same.
So i guess this year, my only wish is that it will all be different. And that I’ll finally get to enjoy Christmas and brush off the trauma and bitterness of the past Christmases. I’m keeping my fingers crossed.
