This word sums up my day! And if things don't pick up until tomorrow, well then, it will be my word for the whole week.
Something nice happened though, despite all the bull$**t$.
On my way home yesterday, my cellphone rang and it was a private number...so it must be an international call! and I was so right!
It was Pia! Mu super close friend since college who is in Taiwan right now. We had an hour talk and it was the best call I've had for weeks! I really missed her. She will coming home May next year and we are starting a business this year...
So, for the whole week, I had been lackadaisically dragging myself to do things, with the exception of Pia's call and our upcoming business.
So, I would like to quote a line from the movie "The Devil Wears Prada", two different lines, said by two different character in entirely different settings- "I love my job...the job that pays my cosmetics, clothes and other accessory...and soon my business with Pia!
I have been used to being wired, 24x7 but last weekend, I have been detached from the digital world! Yes, you read it, I was offline for the whole weekend, til Monday. I got online back at 0:00 Tuesday, Sept. 18, 2007.
My internet connection though highspeed, is not DSL, it is wireless and I have a sort of sattelite dish that makes it work on fine days, for rainy days, I lost my connection. I thought I would die not having any internet connection for more than 48 hours but I survived! And yes, I did not even attempt to try the Dial-Up just to get hooked to the internet...so Kudos for me there! Yehey!
I realized, there are a lot of things I can do without my internet...or should I say, not having my internet allowed me to do a lot of things...am I making sense...I hope I am.
Things that I have afforded to do over the weekend due to internet outage;
1. Spend time with my cute 3-week old nephew! 2. Had time to greet Yummy happy birthday... 3. Had visited the mall! 4. Bought ice cream and had ice cream with family! (the last time I had ice cream was like 3 months ago!) 5. Colored my hair.5. Did my french tip (both hands and toes) 6. I rested!
To recap, I did not miss much, but had fun actually...
I have been wanting to get myself a vintage Furisode. Though I have had several sets of furisode when I was a little girl 'til when I was fourteen, still the thought of having one that is vintage is something I can't get over with.
So, yesterday, I found something on the net, and wow, how I love it! Anyone who knows me, you can have this my christmas present...and make that birthday present too, for those who hasn't send any gift last Aug. 20... ;)
I am so close to giving up, giving in. No one believes me when I tell them things won’t be better. I can only hope that one day people learn to believe me when I say something.
I find myself tired, in ways that sleep and medicine don’t fix.
I had a terrible weekend...so that leaves my week starting on a sad note.
This morning, out of the grey, just like that, memories came back...
How I love batman, love this song...
"Kiss From A Rose" There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea. You became the light on the dark side of me. Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill. But did you know, That when it snows, My eyes become large and The light that you shine can be seen. Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey. Ooh, The more I get of you, Stranger it feels, yeah. And now that your rose is in bloom. A light hits the gloom on the grey. There is so much a man can tell you, So much he can say. You remain, My power, my pleasure, my pain, baby To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny. Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby? But did you know, That when it snows, My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen. Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey. Ooh, the more I get of you Stranger it feels, yeah Now that your rose is in bloom. A light hits the gloom on the grey, I've been kissed by a rose on the grave, I've been kissed by a rose I've been kissed by a rose on the grave, ...And if I should fall along the way I've been kissed by a rose ...been kissed by a rose on the grave. There is so much a man can tell you, So much he can say. You remain My power, my pleasure, my pain. To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny, yeah Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby. But did you know, That when it snows, My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen. Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey. Ooh, the more I get of you Stranger it feels, yeah Now that your rose is in bloom, A light hits the gloom on the grey. Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey Ooh, the more I get of you Stranger it feels, yeah And now that your rose is in bloom A light hits the gloom on the grey Now that your rose is in bloom, A light hits the gloom on the grey.
