I have always been the designated organizer of our group. Although I didn't initiate it, I always end up doing it. I have this urgency of getting things in order otherwise I won't be at ease.
Our company is coming up with a new project. Since we are pressed with time, here I am, volunteering myself to help out and get things in order. But this is completely different from the usual coordination that I have done, this is on a large scale which involves the society at large and our company's reputation. Whew, this is too much to handle but we got to do what we gotta to do; no compromise we have to do it well. A lil gain but so much to loose. It's no easy task and it's giving me sleepless nights. I could sense I'm aging this year.
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Crowning glory
Yes, I am referring to the hair. Mine has a story to tell.
As a kid, I usually had this very short hair, with matching short bangs, "bagol" as we usually calls it as it has resemblance of a husk. My mom or was it my aunt wanted it that way and I never liked it. I was always black-mailed that if I won't get a haircut, I can't have a party. So if you go over my birthday pictures, oh my golly, I looked my worst!
A trip to the salon has always been a nightmare, I cried when I didn't like it. Very posh at a young age, huh. For the past 10 years or so, I go to the same hairstylist. Her assigned cubicle has changed a couple of times, but my hairstyle didn't change much. I never had it permed or coloured and I always want it low maintenance.
My hairstylist wasn't available last weekend, but I was desperate to get my hair done, so I went to another salon not knowing anyone there and challenged myself to get a new do. I'm getting compliments -- a reassurance that it's done well.
Petty as it may seem, I always had this comfort zone issue. It takes a while for me to get cozy but once I get so comfortable with something, I can stick to it for life. Not that I'm complaining, it's just that it's nice to be spontaneous at times. I hope I'd be more spontaneous without being impulsive.
As a kid, I usually had this very short hair, with matching short bangs, "bagol" as we usually calls it as it has resemblance of a husk. My mom or was it my aunt wanted it that way and I never liked it. I was always black-mailed that if I won't get a haircut, I can't have a party. So if you go over my birthday pictures, oh my golly, I looked my worst!
A trip to the salon has always been a nightmare, I cried when I didn't like it. Very posh at a young age, huh. For the past 10 years or so, I go to the same hairstylist. Her assigned cubicle has changed a couple of times, but my hairstyle didn't change much. I never had it permed or coloured and I always want it low maintenance.
My hairstylist wasn't available last weekend, but I was desperate to get my hair done, so I went to another salon not knowing anyone there and challenged myself to get a new do. I'm getting compliments -- a reassurance that it's done well.
Petty as it may seem, I always had this comfort zone issue. It takes a while for me to get cozy but once I get so comfortable with something, I can stick to it for life. Not that I'm complaining, it's just that it's nice to be spontaneous at times. I hope I'd be more spontaneous without being impulsive.
Sunday, November 4, 2007
DC
It has been a long weekend for me, had four days off from work (but not exactly though, had meetings in between). How I wish I had flown to some place but by virtue of family protocol, we have to be here for All Saints Day.
Rain has been pouring unexpectedly lately, loosing our DSL connection. Our internet provider responded by saying, sorry ma'am it's a long holiday we can't fix it until Monday. Whaaat?! No internet for the holidays?!
Things have changed, haven't they? Extended holidays used to mean extended hours of sleep, munching here and there, being couch potato-tv addict but in this day and age, it can't be complete without internet connection, right? Tried out mobile internet last night but it way too S-L-O-W!
So here I am with my lonesome self surfing in a cafe, taking advantage of free wifi after an afternoon of Yoga session and sporting a new hairdo. Just can't take being DC. ;D
*DC - disconnected
Rain has been pouring unexpectedly lately, loosing our DSL connection. Our internet provider responded by saying, sorry ma'am it's a long holiday we can't fix it until Monday. Whaaat?! No internet for the holidays?!
Things have changed, haven't they? Extended holidays used to mean extended hours of sleep, munching here and there, being couch potato-tv addict but in this day and age, it can't be complete without internet connection, right? Tried out mobile internet last night but it way too S-L-O-W!
So here I am with my lonesome self surfing in a cafe, taking advantage of free wifi after an afternoon of Yoga session and sporting a new hairdo. Just can't take being DC. ;D
*DC - disconnected
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