Today started off with this: My alarm went off at exactly 4:20 a.m.
I turned off the alarm and gave myself permission to sleep for 5 minutes more.
5:08 a.m. – My eyes flew open all to suddenly. By force of habit, I grabbed my mobile phone and checked the time. Crap. At this time, I should have been getting ready to leave the house. I shot up out of bed like you wouldn’t believe and made it to the bathroom in record time. I was lightning fast! I was faster than a speeding bullet! Ha! Take that, Superman!
5:21 a.m. – After taking The World’s Fastest Shower, I am in the passenger seat of our family car. My head is aching due to the ungodly way of getting out of bed. (It only means that I didn’t stretch out and lay there for a couple of seconds before sitting up and dragging my ass out of bed. Oh so slowly.)
6:06 a.m. – I clocked in the office. I am late! Hurrah! This 6 in the morning shift is proving me wrong. I can get late. I am not as invincible as I used to think.
And let me tell you, hurrying along the pavement while taking notice of the sun beginning to shoot out its rays on the not-so-dark-now sky felt weird. Usually, I come into the office when the sky is still dark and the sun has not yet screamed out at the world in its blazing glory.
Tangent: My mom has an iPhone 4S now. How unfair is that? She didn’t even want an iPhone 4S. Maybe I could wheedle her in scrounging around for long ago gaming consoles like the Family Computer or even an Atari. Or both. Tell her to stick with what technology she knows by heart and can use even with both her eyes shut. HAHA.
I think my body clock still hasn’t adjusted to waking up at past 4 in the morning. It takes every ounce and all of my strength just to peel myself off the bed and start getting ready to leave the house for work. And after being either in the night shift or the 9 AM shift, my brain has yet to come to grips with the fact that I walk along the street while the sun isn’t up and shining yet, that I play a ridiculous game wherein I cross the highway and dodge the oncoming vehicles at past 5 AM, and that I need to calm myself after crossing the highway, but not before frantically making an inventory of my body parts. Just so I can be sure that I didn’t leave something behind, like my nose (for instance), lying there in the middle of the pavement, amidst the vehicles.
I love the early morning shift, though. I get off at 3 in the afternoon (Okay, I lie. I get off at around 3:30 PM.) and then after that? I can do as I please. Because this is the schedule of a normal human being. Good bye, coming to work at 9 in the evening and then leaving the office at a time when you can stick out a match under the sun and it will light up. Immediately. Yes, that’s how hot it is when you go out here past 6 AM. I kid you not. Some days are exceptional but you can’t bet your life on it. For heaven’s sake, don’t.
I know I mentioned somewhere in one of my posts that I’ll be putting up photos of my latest vacation. I had 5 days of pure bliss and it was awesome! I found myself hurtled into a pace where the local people are laid-back and relaxed, where you can walks along paths that lead to fields where they plant rice, AND I also went to a beach. The touristy type but not tacky at all. The place was oh-so-breathtaking. The stretch of white sands, the clear blue water, the strings of bars and restos, boutiques and cafes… SIGH! Just. Plain. Gorgeous. I didn’t bring a camera but my friend did and he snapped wonderful photos during the whole trip. Yes, I will put them up soon.
Okay. So I have realized that I tend to obsess over the smallest things sometimes. But I’ve been getting better in overcoming them now. At least, I’d like to think so. What may mean completely nothing to someone may mean completely something to me. I know New Year’s Eve is still a couple of days away from now. And come on! Can’t I focus on Christmas first? Let me tell you: NOPE. Maybe this is linked to my teeny tiny OCD but things like this? It absolutely cannot wait until the New Year. These things need to be addressed right now, both major concerns and minor issues in my life. (Hmm… I do wonder if some people from my previous company would read this. There’s this one issue I left behind there, you see.)
Without further ado, let me present these to you:
Concern #1: Oh no I didn’t. No, I never!
There is something to be said about being involved in an office gossip so awful it made you want to resign right then and there at one point in your life. This scenario happened to me about three years ago. Until today, whenever I cross paths with former colleagues from my previous company, I know some of them still associate me with that rumor. It’s been years and years and apparently, some of them have not yet gotten over it. So I am setting the record straight NOW, over here: It was not true. Nothing happened. NOTHING. Sorry to burst your bubble but that’s all it ever was. A rumor.
Sidenote: I think the movie “Easy A” was pretty much in parallel with what happened to me in my previous company, eh?
Concern #2: Chasing a Different Chase (Oops!)
Back in the latter part of my college years, it was during my OJT (on the job training) for a post-production company that I damn near broke my neck AND tipped over the chair I was sitting on. All because I was trying desperately to catch a glimpse of my crush. He was good-looking and friendly and impossibly charming and his name was Chase. Now fast forward to somewhere near the present moment: I cannot recall exactly when but I was browsing around Twitter when I came across a user whose name was Chase. I saw that his username started with two letters, “NY”, and this got me excited because I thought it meant “New York.” This must be him! My ultimate crush from way back when! The guy I happily nearly broke my own neck for! He’s in America now and that NY probably indicated where in America he is right now! Feeling excited and giddy and happy, I started to follow said user. And then. AND THEN just pretty recently, I noticed something: That one of the bosses where I work now and the Chase I was following in Twitter? SAME GUY. I was following a different Chase in Twitter. I would’ve been crushed, heartbroken, infinitely in anguish. Except that I got sidetracked from bemoaning my failed attempt to track down my crush from way back when. And EXCEPT THAT the Chase, the boss Chase? He’s the same person I mentioned in this post about my epic fail moments in just one day. The internet does make one’s world smaller. And I just had to pick a stellar moment to embarrass myself to a boss. Way to go, Anna! You are a star of epic fails! [To the boss Chase: True story, this one is. BUT your Twitter icon is AWESOME! :D]
Moral of the story: Know when to cross off “Private Investigator” in your list of ambitions or dreams.
Concern #3: To the guy I have dated a few months back…
Forgiveness is hard. It doesn’t matter what they say. Forgiving someone who’s hurt you in a big way is hard. But you know what’s harder? Forgetting. I’ve forgiven you, honest to God. But the forgetting part? It’s difficult. But I’ve learned so much since then and do you know one of the things I’ve learned? That anger is not the best way to deal with it. Acceptance is. Now I’ve realized how true this verse from the Bible is about love:
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
I may not understand everything but I do know this: Love does not make room for anger or hatred, even after something awful had come and gone. Love carries the good things but does not disregard the bad things. Love has the power to turn anything into something beautiful.
See? I didn’t have to wait until the first day of 2012 to get these off my chest, both big and small concerns. I mean, can you imagine specific issues dancing around your head while you’re shoving food down your throat eating on New Year’s Eve? You’ll choke. Great, now I can eat in peace on December 31st. YEAH!
I didn’t know what possessed me, striking this big fat straw on the cover of the roasted milk tea I bought for lunch. I was on the escalator and, believing that sometimes time is gold, I thought to seize every second. So while on the oh-so-slow escalator, I sliced the straw through the plastic cover. Only to find out that the straw didn’t actually make it. The milk tea did, though. It oozed out from the small hole I managed to idiotically make on its thin plastic cover. It dripped down my left foot. FAIL. I had to go to the nearest restroom just to wipe the mess I made. Is this what seven hours’ worth of sleep do to you?
And then. AND THEN. A few hours later after that, I accidentally clicked the “call” button found in my office’s private messaging system. And guess who I just called? One of the bosses. I wanted to:
a) run around the room , jump up and down and tear my hair out from embarrassment
b) make the ground beneath me just open up and swallow me whole… without a trace
But of course this is reality. So What happened was this: I just stared at the screen as the monitor indicated “calling [insert name of boss]” because really, it was all I can do at that moment of sheer panic and pure embarrassment. Luckily, my fingers had more sense than my brain. It hit the cancel button while I sat there, frozen.
Moral of the story: Seven hours’ worth of sleep is not enough. Go for seven hours and a half, just to be safe.
So! Christmas is nearing, 2012 is nearing and I still haven’t done anything worth noting as my “Claim to Fame.” However, I never run out of not-so-stellar moments. Allow me to embarrass myself:
1. I have been walking along the office hallway half-asleep because I absolutely cannot help it. I am such a sleepyhead this week. And yes, my eyes were closed while walking. And I damn near collided with this guy who was turning round the corner. My eyes flew open only because I heard him make this sound that was somewhere between surprise and panic and laughter.
2. The seemingly neverending search for My Perfect Coffee can now be juxtaposed with my love life: They are both pretty much something to be dismayed about.
3. I know I’m supposed to know a lot about websites and coding and all that stuff but sometimes, I have no clue what I’m supposed to do. It takes me a couple of tries before grasping the concept. I get blindsided and feel along the walls and then fall flat on my face.
4. It was only quite recently that I found out I accidentally added in Twitter one of the company’s bosses. Back then, I thought I was adding one of my many crushes. The Twitter user had the same name as my crush and I thought those three letters in his username meant a state in America. Said crush had just left for America. Thinking I put two and two together, I started to follow the Twitter user. Then it turns out he is someone else and he’s a boss in the same company I work for! The world. It shrinks every second.
That being said and changing topic: You guys! I found a new upcoming horror film which I will blog about soon. Yay!