random thoughts, musings and workings of a totally warped mind. tintin is a colorblind writer who paints,dreams of flying a kite along EDSA, teaches middle & high school writing & literature, and is the future mother of Kulay and Una Rosa Maria.

Thursday, January 08, 2004

i want to be a twig

i woke up this morning smelling a nasty world waiting for me. it's not enough that there's so much brouhaha at work these days--my body isn't doing its job,too. i feel like im pregnant (of course,i'm not),having that so-called morning sickness except that this one is bound to stay the whole day. it must be because of lack of sleep as kulas and i talked over the phone til about 2a.m. before i went to bed last night, or shall we say this morning, i realized that i'm having "real" problems and doing some "real" thinking now. this is serious. kulas never stays up late on the phone much less if there's work the following day. the thing is, it's that hellhole we were talking about.my apologies to anyone from the office who'd get to read this. we are just on different seats,so to speak. i hope we could get a really good lawyer.

nina and sam met up with me last night.i needed their comfort and they didnt think twice to go all the way from paranaque to meet me at morato. we had dinner then all drove to intramuros for coffee. when i asked nina how she is these days, she answered, "i'm a twig". i want to be a twig,too. it's just a matter of following one's heart. very very soon.

oh and i've paid for tere's tuition fee yesterday and i realized that was the last i will have to pay ever. knock on wood. thank you, God. now if one would ask me what's the best gift i ever gave to somebody, the answer would surely be the college education of my sister.i feel blessed.





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