on what's happening to me
ive been wanting to write something about what's happening with me for the past days. however, when i'm in front of my laptop and ateempt to log in to my blog, me thinks i'd rather sleep than organize my thoughts. honestly, i haven't had any decent sleep for the past three weeks. thanks to PGMA, she gave me an early independence holiday.
my May calendar was full especially the 4th week. i had to attend this training sponsored by the school which was originally intended to be a for a week only. i applied for a 5 day vacation leave in advance so there won't be any hassle. during the first day of training i was told that it's going to run for 2 weeks. i then had a hard time thinking of what to do to complete the 10 day training. the other half of the news, we get P500 per training day. so i was paid by my office while on vacation, and paid daily in school. as a matter of fact, i was able to buy a pair of Traffic shoes because of the allowance i received.
i did something silly just to finish the training. on the second monday, june 2nd, i didn't go to work, i called in sick. Tuesday, i went to work, i stayed for an hour then left the office to go to school. at this point, i wasn't really concerned about the money. my goal was to sign the attendance sheet, and be back to the office before lunch time so by 2 pm, i can log out and go back to the training. lo and behold, it was just perfect. a cheeseburger meal for the security guard did it. by wednesday, i didn't attend the training because i was informed that they're cutting the training short, making it till thursday only. awesome i said. that way, i'm just missing a day of the training.
that same day, i went to watch the PBA with some friends. during the 3rd quarter, a friend had a heart attack. jeez, i mean there were lots of people there, and i didn't know what to do. i even laughed at the situation because of the commotion that it created. i thought it was nothing serious. i felt guilty upon hearing that he has passed away even before he reached the hospital. after the game, gary and jen picked me up in araneta to go to east ave. hospital. i was really starving. before midnight, binky favis and ella aldeguer came. he gave us something for dinner. heaven sent.
thursday morning, i made an effort to wake up early to get some exercise before attending our final day of training. as early as 8 am, they've been calling me up to visit the wake that same night. but i had a dinner date with my second mom. to sum it up, i had dinner instead. i promised myself i will go friday with ronald and marison. friday morning, i went to work and left the office at 1 pm. i went to school to get my teaching load for this semester. i went to the pba game just in time. after the game, we had dinner in malate. all i knew, we're heading to marikina. confident that we'll go there as planned, i didn't bother asking. i was surprised when i saw the gates of valle verde 5. that means we're not going anymore. they've decided to just go to the funeral on sunday.
i got home saturday morning. i had to visit my dermatologist. i was supposed to go that night too. i plan to attend our reunion then, proceed to marikina. sucker, i left my car in glorietta and we were in serendra so someone had to bring me back to makati. but i don't want to spoil it, i had to let everyone finish. that was past 1 am already. and funeral is just 11 hrs away. i decided not to go anymore and go to the interment instead. should i be guilty? im not sure. kuya romy's been very good to me. one of the most generous people i've known. and for the three days, i wasn't able to give him a couple of hours of my time. im sure he will understand.
Currently feeling: mixed
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