Work is like shattered glasses that you walk through and burrow into your skin...its like the cold water you endure everyday as you go to the shower...that hot coffee that burns your tounge with every sip...the unbearable wait for that stupid ride to hell.....

Work..is the fiery place called hell that cradles your every monetary needs... your boss demands like lucifer..her alliances are hitler, saddam hussein, marilyn manson and ghandi...the guards are like small elves with a tail and a fork that sends you to the grill every single fucking day...the time and space that never ends...

Work is the group of wonderful people that you get to share your commonality with...the teeny weeny gossip ears that makes you all sane...

Leave it or Love it...That is the beauty of work

You are what you believe in....

If you think you are weak then you are...

If you think less of yourself than anybody else, then you are...

If you think you can't make things happen, then it won't...

So whatever happens to you, whatever deep shit you are going through, you are the one responsible for it. My good friend once told me before that the drama of life is accurate..indeed, it is...So Dream high and hard...and BELIEVE that these dreams can come true..because apparently, they do.

I therefore conclude that it is indeed that mighty sleep pill that made me feel sluggish yesterday...Don't judge me yet, hear me first ok?ok! There really are some days that you just need that, especially when you are literally staring into space for almost three and a half hours and can't fall asleep, how do you feel about that?What would you do if you were in my shoes...yeah, you'll probably count sheeps in your head...stupid asshole! Now that pill is the bomb...bad thing about it is that it takes a couple of hours to wear off. Don't get me wrong, It's nothing like the potent ones that those druggie use to take in, say...valium..it is that tiny-weeny-white oval shaped anti allergy pill that I had three months back. Even how powerful that pill seems to be, I will stay away from it moving forward! oh yes I will!

I am the most pathetic slacker I have ever known...I start things, but don't continue them...take for example: 2 months ago I was enthusiastic at visitting the gym, I alternate running and lifting, not only that, I also watch my diet..but after getting really sick, I just happen to stop going to th gym! oh no..rewind..before that, things are real bitchy... I joined this volleyball team in our office..there's where my procrastination all started! Since I lack sleep, energy and time to stick to my routine..then I got off track. Believe me I was even trying to go back to dragonboat but again, i got demotivated because of those fucking volleyball games that I wasn't even given the chance to play..On top of that, boyfriend stayed at my place, actually he is literally living there already..and instead of having time for myself, I'd spend that time with him..I know, you'd probably say drag him along with me???but no! he'd rather stay at home with some movies to watch and we'll munch on whatever we can...he never wants me to be his gym buddy! I even asked him before to play badminton with me but like an asshole that he usually is, of course he declined...I know that I don't have to rely on people to succeed on my agenda..but I can't help it! I care so much that I just wanted them to be happy instead of me...My life is like a food chain...one must suffer in order for others to survive..It's like parasitism...I suffer, they survive...sometimes its commensalism..They survive..I don't get affected..rarely mutualism...both survives. point is, Im tired of this..but I can't just leave everything behind...

There are things on earth that I just can't stand yet I choose to keep it to myself. I fear more of hurting others feelings/ego than mine. I try hard to find the right words to express what I feel but the harder I try the more I fail, I still end up hurting the people that are dearest to me. Somebody once told me to keep things real, but should that always be the case? What if I end up having no friends because of this...It sucks..totally.

What do you do when you can't sleep? Do you count those freaky little sheeps jumping in your head???Does that really work?! I was watching cable channel last weekend when I saw what that stupid schmutt Mr. Bean was doing...I think he can't sleep and so he was counting those sheeps printed on a poster...I don't know if it did work for him but Im betting my whole salary that it didn't! Whether you count the sheeps in your head, over your headboard, on the wall, or even across your sheets..none of them would really work out! That guy who hypothesized that theory should go to hell for making a shit hole out of us...seriously.

Firstsssssss

Everything has its first time..first crush,first love,first dance,first kiss,first sex, first break up....and every firsts has its special spot somewhere in the heart that even as time passes by it never tarnish nor fade maybe because of the magic that you have had on that particular moment and so at any given point in time you can't help but reminisce on these things. Well, this post is no biggie...I just want to point out that this is my first here at blogspot..yey! And what do I feel now???ummmm...ahhhh...none.Nothing really special....just a jump start to a life full of blogging. hehe Nonetheless, I welcome myself here! welcome katie...=) Till next post..