Gratitude

Happy Birthday to me. Happy Birthday to me.

Hmmm… 22nd birthday – my first thingamajig away from home and my family. I am actually stuck here in the office, in front of my PC, procrastinating (again!) and well, blogging. Hahaha.

There have been so many milestones in my life this past year… a lot of firsts happened – first advertising shoots, first Bora (the best! Sorry, still got this beach trance upon me), Baguio, Davao, first apartment, first marketing plans – hah! The list could just go on.

If there were actually one thing that I would wish for the year to come, it would be happiness. Happiness from the simple things around me – the contentment that I get from my work and friends… exploring new things and a lot of great stuff. Happiness from having peace of mind and no vexations to the spirit. No fights. No frills. No strings attached. Just you know, CHILL. Lolz.

But of course, I really thank my flatmates, my friends from the JG Summit Management Trainees across the batches, my family and friends back home, Martin for contributing a lot to who I am now, new found friends and more to come, and lastly, to the Great Dude up there.

All things will fall in place. Til then. Sayonara!

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Sand, Stars and Sizzle

“I've been thinkin' 'bout everyone, everyone you look so lonely -- But when I look at the stars, when I look at the stars, when I look at the stars I see someone else -- When I look at the stars, the stars, I feel like myself…” – STARS by Switchfoot

I still have this weird Bora hangover. I am doing lots of office stuff right now – beating deadlines (aargh, back to work again) and everything but I still have my last song syndrome (see excerpt above) and still feeling the sand on my feet as me and some friends waited for the sunrise for like, uhh, the third consecutive day. I am lamely trying to wake up and move on from my beach rendezvous – sheessh, party all night long and you know, lay back and CHILL. But every time I slip on that reverie, my boss keeps waking me up and little tiny gremlins scream “DEADLINES” inside my gooey brain. Okay, so much for daydreaming.

Ciao!

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