Mind of a fickle

It was year 2001 when I read an article in on the Chicken Soup for the Soul books about (I think), a husband and a wife, putting a coin on their coin bank everytime they kiss (arghhh I cannot remember, but something to that effect). They used it to go to Hawaii. I find it interesting so I asked Pre if he wants to do it, we'll spend it on our honeymoon. So we followed but we just put all our S$1 coins we have at the end of the day. We still have our very first coin bank, anAnlene tin can which we have until now. We didn't use it for our honeymoon coz it was not enough hehe but we used it for Dawter T's first birthday party. We paid off our caterer using that. We now have another coin bank which we're trying to fill up, this time is for Bebi A's birthday. I think it was not as much as the first one but it'll still help us pay some of the bills for Bebi A's party. It's really exciting to see it fill up. (Syempre low EQ ako, parati ko sinisilip!) And ...

SPOILER ALERT! Warning: This is Grey's Anatomy madness! I was both mad and scared for Izzie. How could she decide to play god and kill Denny (only to resuscitate him later)! And, George (leaving Callie) to stand by the door?! Seriously! And, Mer-Der (murder???!!!), After calling her a w*o*e, he has the nerve to look at her in the elevator, as if he wants to say something dreamy to her! Seriously! Addi, losing face in front of Meredith, the other interns and chief! She should have just made Alex' life hell! Seriously! Then, Mere embracing McVet only to tell him how much she loves Derek?! Derek is not a dog! Seriously! Dr. Burke is shot! Where's Cristina? Seriously! Seriously!

We were about to sleep last night when I told Dawter T about my antics when I was still young. Remember my juice story ? "You know when I was still young, I used to ask my daddy questions. One question was how the juice was made?" "Huh, your mommy made it!"

I still find it hard to believe that in one and half weeks, I won't be stepping foot in my office at Basement 2. It has been a year here in this hole, but 2 and a half as a whole with the company. Yes. I am moving on. Eversince February, I had a series of downers at work. A lot of sleepless nights mulling over what happened to the network and the server. And, whole day at work where I try to dodge my boss so that there won't be a karaoke session (as my dear lola likes to put it). It's all gonna end soon. I am thinking positive about everything. My load as of the moment is so light that I have to put toothpick in my eyes to stay awake. I am trying to mend broken bridges and would like to leave with no hard feelings whatsoever to those people who have hurt me so much, may it be intentionally or not. I am praying for more success to the company who has given me a lot of opportunities. Memories with people I've dealt with. And, friends whom I hope to keep forever....

Two weeks ago, I miscalculated my step and bumped my knee on a bench. It bruised and was a bit painful when I bend my knee. I showed Dawter T my bruise and she scolded me (seriously!), "Mommy, next time, be careful ha" "Ok," I said. Later that night. I stubbed my toes on Bebi A's crib. Dawter T was nearby and she exclaimed. "Mommy, I told you to be careful. Next time ha!" Ang kulit!