I've Been Quiet

No thanks to our DSL line which was only restored late yesterday, I have been unable to blog.

Come to think of it, there has not been much to write about. Until yesterday when my fingers were itching to form this entry but PLDT would not allow me to do so. All because it rained early this week and apparently telephone circuits in the Malate are ancient. Boo.

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Anyway, first things first. I was down with fever and diarrhea last weekend, which was a real pain on the goddarn arse (literally and figuratively). Had to skip the first work day of the week. Now I am okay. Right now until the end of this year (at least), bawal magsakit, as those Clusivol ads say.

Yet despite this intestinal havoc, I still look plump, fat if you put it bluntly. I know that I wrote in a previous entry that I am happy with how I look. But after realizing that I can barely fit into most of my good clothes, I now need to lose weight. Fast. Seriously considering to take those diet pills my sister took. She lost so much weight and is now much slimmer than she was when she was still single.

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A friend from high school never fails to unwittingly put some sense into my sullied mindset. In a positive manner, that is.

This girl never fails to send me a birthday or Christmas greeting by old-fashioned post. I got my umpteenth card from her last week; a hand-made one with a pretty picture of a California coastline (she has been there since 1992). I was struck by her message in it though. Part of it read:

... You are at a momentous point in your life. Have you accomplished all you've set out to do for this time? Are you who you want to be? Are you who God wants you to be?

Right now, my answers to these questions would be (in order of placement):

1. Not yet, for I know I still have a long way to go and I have yet to discern if I will actually achieve this goal I have been working on for the past few months;

2. I am happy with how I am. But I will feel more complete if I actually achieve the goal I was referring to earlier; and

3. I am not perfect, and I have made serious mistakes in the past that I cannot correct or erase as I cannot go back in time. But I am working on becoming a better person.

Maybe my words here seem simple. But I actually have issues that I keep to myself and rarely discuss with others, even with Mama or Luv. These are my burden, and I refuse to pass on this load to them or anyone else.

But yes, I am still hanging on. There is still a lot of love going around in my life. And no, I do not have suicidal tendencies, thank you very much.

I should respond to my California babe friend soon. By old-fashioned post if necessary.