WHO’S DELINQUENT?

Still post-delinquent, I have to admit. Delinquent here but not on other sites of mine. I haven’t realized the gravity of how tedious it is to copy write and maintain your personal sites as well. Even if I have ALL the time in the world to write, I no longer get to respond to real emails! My friend Joe Wagner has been asking me how I was and it is just ironic to not reply back with lengthy mails like how I used to do before when I hardly have the time to write.

Ersh… Ersh… spilt milk.

The real dilemma is trying to get a moment with the boyfriend when we both have different Timezones. I already swore myself off the PST, CST, MST and EST jargons and am happily deducing myself to think that, hey, it’s 4pm, MANILA time, and, yes, 4pm, in the afternoon where sunlight still is cancerous! I do miss my bank moments and lunch with the old team but the new department that I am now at doesn’t seem to have any problem at all with the schedule so why should I? When I say lunch, it is at 12 N-O-O-N.

Back to the boyfie (why does this always have to be about me?), he works at night, goes home in the mornings and is a light sleeper – meaning he sleeps when there’s light! Contrary to my schedule, he zonks out when I get out of work. Poor baby. He really does make an effort to spend time with me regardless of his lack of sleep. But what about my lack of sleep? Argh. I find myself sometimes rushing along with Cebu’s traffic to get to work. Whoever said compromise is easy? Yes, only Edward Cullen can do that but not everyone is a few decades old, lives off on Volvos and possesses amazing supernatural strength.

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what do you want?

Unless you don’t have a social life and you hardly have friends, I can understand if the highlight of your day is to stalk our photos and albums and ogle at the beauty and grandeur I call Friendship.

I can understand if you suddenly text either of us and question our loyalty because you happen to know that so so is talking about blah blah and saying ho-hums behind our backs and we hung out once at here-here and suddenly whatever you digested in your auditory system is already gospel. We got all so worked up because of this and if none of it were true, who’s the rat?

Now the next thing plausible is us taking account one by one who slipped once as each of us tries to strip off the mask our friends might have donned on them while they were exchanging pleasantries with us. We fight, we plead with mercy, we cajole until everybody decided not to speak to each other again and updated multiply accounts became scarce. Nobody comments on new albums and they are no longer seen together in public or in Facebook anymore.

And then, what?

The first sickeningly saccharine person to ever come near any of us will automatically be given the once-over. Won’t that be transparent perhaps?

Bottomline, you went all the way to disrupt something that you wish you had. True, everybody wants to be friends with everybody but we, the people in our circle, are friends by default. Chalk it up to grade school moments and 26 years of subsisting and BAM! Gossips and scandals are things of the past and dealing with your folly is borderline juvenile.

Your concern doesn’t measure up to how we would be concerned as friends or you wouldn’t be messing around with our heads and bluffing your way to get your message across. Our friends might fight, argue, and disagree about things but we do it our way.

Now you were saying?

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Today I…

TODAY I…

- donned a pink top, worn pink baubles, and used my pink polka-dotted bag all for the love of Mitz’s Birthday Blush tonight

- updated two of my Writer’s Blog

- smuggled my iPod inside my cube and plugged it on Jon’s speakers

- answered 4 questions at Yahoo! Answers

- almost cartwheeled when my manager signed my end-of-the-month leave

- took my asthma cocaine and several puffs of Ventolin and still didn’t feel better

- had some doctor feel my chest before claiming that I needed TLC

- moaned because my back hurts and didn’t realize everybody in my small department heard it

- befriended a fat cat at the pantry considering I. hate. Cats.

- Was thinking on going on steroids again. Sob.

- Missed Paula, my In Case of Emergency person.

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