Short-Cuts to Everyday Life, Volume I

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The Getting Up and Getting Ready for Work Edition:

Lately, it seems that the weeks turned into months and a chunk of my life just got sucked into the blackhole and I am left to being awed and feeling stupid. Because in retrospect, I could’ve done more with my life. Case in point: Last week, I could’ve eaten that Dairy Queen Oreo Blizzard instead of convincing myself by lying to my own face that I don’t need ice-cream, it’s just a whimsical hunger pang. And dammit, I need to save!

Only to find myself buying a large-sized milk tea, which is more expensive than the ice-cream. Ha! Who’s crazy now?

before leaving for work
Shortcuts? Hooray! Let’s work on this!

As an ode to a maximized life and not feel as if I’m running after a train which just started to leave, I took notice of the little things and here are what I found:

  1. Shower time – Scrub at night, just before you go to bed. That way, when you shower in the morning before leaving for work, you can forgo the loofah and only use soap.
  2. Soap – Do not buy any more Dove soaps. It just doesn’t rinse off easily. Right now, I’m using this goat milk soap which does not only rinse off easily but softens my skin and it smells delicious. I kid you not.
  3. Shampoo – By a clear one, not those types which take forever to get it off your head. I recently bought White Rain Volumizing Shampoo. It makes my hair look more bedhead than glamorous or even behaved, but I still haven’t scared someone to death, so I guess it’s still safe to use it.
  4. Lotion – Skip the lotion in the morning. Save it right before hitting bedtime. The obvious reason for this is because I am too much in a hurry in the early morning when I leave for work. I need to take as much short-cuts to my routine as possible.
  5. Wardrobe – Either plan what you’re going to wear before going to sleep or just do it like me: All tops are basically the same and pretty much interchangeable. This is for the sole purpose of just grabbing something from the closet, putting it on and ta-da! I’m off to work, people!
  6. Shoes – Buy pumps with neutral tones or basic colors so it’s a no-brainer to match them with anything you own.
  7. Eating – Okay, I actually have nothing to say here. I stuff in my mouth whatever I crave for at the given moment. Guilty as charged: I’m not a diet buff.
  8. Make-up – I don’t put this on anymore but when I have to, I stick with the necessities: Face powder or BB Cream and colored lip balm. If I’m feeling more blah than the usual, I torture my eyelashes with a decent curler just to add an extra oomph to my eyes.
  9. Combing hair – Okay, I’m not sure if you’re going to get on the wagon with me on this one but this is what I do: I leave the house with my hair uncombed. While walking down the street, that’s when I start to comb my hair. Just like in number three, I haven’t given heart attacks to other pedestrians so I guess it’s okay too.
  10. Snacks – I buy my standard favorites in the grocery. I buy them in packs so I can take one or two to the office. Stuff some Oreos and potato chips in my bag and dump them on my desk at the office. At least I know I won’t go hungry in the middle of making/managing websites.

And that is all I have for you today. Tidbits of totally unnecessary way of cheating the seconds that tick by. Hopefully Volume 2 will make much more sense. But if you’ve been following my blog, you’d know better than to expect me making sense most of the time. Life is a hoot. Let’s catch those lemons, make ’em lemonades, toast our glasses, and laugh and converse and de-stress!

image source: Angelina 🙂


Early Morning, She Wakes Up…

Early morning stroll.
"Early morning stroll"

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.

Image source: “Early Morning Stroll” by Temari 09

On Clearing Things Up, Both Past & Present, Small & Not-so-small

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!

Squashing THAT rumor right here, right now.
Squashing THAT rumor right here, right now.

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!)

Please relax, sir. I am no stalker.
Please relax, sir. I am no stalker.

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…

Never ever...
Never ever...

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!

images sources: the cat and the girl

Yesterday’s Headline: The Epic Fail Series, Part One

Learn to laugh at your mistakes.
Learn to laugh at your mistakes! 🙂

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.

image source: Chapendra

I Am… The Sleep Surfer!

Working at night isn’t really the same as having a day job. Even if you get to sleep for 7 or even 8 hours, you still wake up tired. At least, that’s what’s happening to me. I used to be okay the first couple of months but I guess what they say is true.Payback IS the bitch 🙂

I find myself nearly dozing off by the time 2 AM or 3 AM rolls around. If only I could stick an IV dripping coffee to my body. My co-workers extend beyond their shift for 2 hours, sometimes 3 or 4 or even more. I can’t do that regularly. My body will react negatively.

With the rainy weather we’ve been having (Rain, you suck. I hate you.) and with me stubbornly refusing to lug around an umbrella (I wear hooded jackets instead), I’m just walking under the rain hoping I don’t get sick.