Life of a Kat

I know that my red flag days are gonna be up anytime soon that’s why I am like this. Simple things at work get me irritated. I can’t concentrate ( but I’m not really sure if I had to connect this to PMSing coz I seem to have ADD even on regular days) . Waking up with aches in almost all parts of my body—my lower back, my boobs, my head. It’s just all over! I don’t wanna get up. Craving for all sorts of tastes. Yesterday, it was the sour taste, that’s why I had Love Potion #31 at Baskin Robbins. The raspberry-flavored ice cream was heavenly. Earlier today, I was craving for something sweet, I deprived myself though. Instead, I went shopping for a dress. Haha. Ang lala. I just saw a white, straight-cut dress displayed in one shop and found it irresistible. Tomorrow, I wonder what I would be craving for? Uncomfortable feeling during heavy days! If I’m even luckier, I would also have pimples. Like right now, I have two pimples on my forehead. As of today, I am still...

Papa dropped me off at the pedestrian bridge right after this afternoon church service. This is unusual coz I usually attend the morning church service and spend the afternoons on other stuff I had scheduled for the day. As I was making my way up the wet and a bit muddy stairs, I was trying to find a description of my life. Then came the word “boring” to which I shake my head and gave a deep sigh while making my way down the other side of the bridge. I shook my head, this is the effect of too much browsing on social media and forgetting the important stuff. My life my really seem to be “boring” compared to how it was before. I work the normal work hours, the normal work days. Weekends just got opened recently since the language class was over. But I am enrolled again for higher studies, I’m still occupied on the weekends. Though I made sure to free up my Sundays for fambam moments and as a breather before the new week begins. Saturdays are usually for house chores, just stayin...

It was over. I remember staring blankly at the transparent roof. I was seated at one corner of the shop and I had no care what was going on. It was over. It kept running into my head. Repeatedly. I remember sitting at the same spot with my Peppermint Ginger Tea, staring blankly at the roof if I keep looking up or watching people come and go if I keep looking down. I remember fighting the tears from running down my face that entailed a tightened feeling inside my chest and I just had to endure it. After so many years, I came back here today for a different purpose yet, I still remembered. Maybe I didn't really forget or maybe I chose not to forget. I wonder why. Then, its time to collect the book, notebook and pen. The ride home has arrived. posted from Bloggeroid

8:51PM 1. Pagkatapos nito, matutulog na ko. 2. Laging masakit ang ulo ko lately. Nakakatamad at nakakapagod magsalamin. I know. I know. Oo na, bukas magsasalamin na ulit. 3. Masakit sa ulo ang mga balita. Isa pa yan! 4. Anong updates about rehabilitation of affected islands in Batanes? 5. Yung manonood lang ako ng balita pero gusto ko magmura nang pagkalutung-lutong. Gusto kong batuhin ng kamatis ang TV, gusto kong sigawan ang mga senators o kaya i-pa-sit in the corner or face the wall sila, anakngtokwa eh! Parang mga bata kung magsi-asta. Eto namang si De Lima, hanggang sa hukay, magdedeny, kunsabagay, she dug her own grave on the day that she disapproved of Duterte. 6. Half-way na ko sa paper ko na due sa Saturday aka third draft. Yahooo! Promise bukas tapos na yun :)  Di ko nga actually alam kung anong isusulat ko eh. Pero, ayun, sulat lang nang sulat ayon sa naintindihan, pwede naman magtanong kapag na-sabaw. Haha 7. Kapag kasabay ko si crush, ramdam kong male-lat...

I didn't get any books this year. Not even a list of pending reads like last year. Today, I bought an audio cd for kids in church and a dvd of Parables for All Ages. If I didnt walk out of the Grolier booth, I probably had bought that Talking Pen for my Talking English set. The comic set of Trese I was saving for was already sold out. With the overwhelming number of people going around and the long lines were already exhausting sights to see. Noringai was there for a book signing activity. I am a darn fan of her wittiness, practical and hilarious love quotes. I follow her on Tumblr but she had not updated it for quite awhile. Last year, I were with my siblings, this year, I went alone as my sibs had their own stuff to do today as well. Maybe that's another thing that made it not-so much fun this year. Still, MIBF is a yearly thing I look forward to. Maybe next year will be better :) I culmimated Sunday with a frozen yoghurt I had been craving for since the day I fir...

Last night, after the online class and taking down notes for my own studies, I watched Brooklyn. Of all people, I didn’t realize until last night that it was a recommendation coming from a guy who had to ask me a few times before I gave into the idea that I really should watch it. Coz for sure, I probably would get the same question next week. Haha. It’s a love story set in the famous Brooklyn, New York, thus the title Brooklyn. A love story between two immigrants: Eilis (pronounced as /Ey-lish/) an Irish girl who came all the way from Ireland in search of career growth and Tony, an Italian blood boy, who grew up in New York.   It also depicted the struggle with homesickness of working away from home and different coping ways people do to survive. True enough, homesickness can make one deeply sad, but it doesn't kill you. Along the way, it also showed that no matter where we go, we will meet strangers who would be there to rescue us just in time. Love found its way at a wee...

Going to work has been quite a little bit heavy the past few weeks and I really don't have anybody to talk about it. I want to talk about it but I don’t think anybody would care to listen and understand. Coz, I myself can’t understand or maybe I am really just a difficult person to work with or maybe I really can’t be trusted with secrets or anything. Last Sunday, I asked him about one of his actions over dinner, but he never seemed to acknowledge the question and hasn't even texted back that he had gotten home safely. I haven’t heard from him since then. What have I said wrong? Then this morning, in school, I joked about him (my sole guy co-teacher) being the lucky one among the group since he has a boyfriend while us girls are all single. One of us was a newbie and it’s her first week. He said that I should have waited for him to divulge about his private life. I really thought that he is okay with his sexuality. Maybe I really had gone below the belt on that one. I did...