Monday, February 29, 2016

Busy-ness Part 2

So... this is part of my busy-ness shiznits of my life. Last week was as busy as my Valentines weekend. I have not updated this blog regularly because of well... *surprise* *surprise* I'm busy. Lol. So what happened two weeks ago?

I joined the Area Toastmasters contest -- Humorous Speech Category. Hurray! Being a member of TM, I haven't tried joining a contest before. I never really consider myself a good speaker...what more a humorous speaker. But I consider myself funny. Or so I thought. But my friends laugh at my jokes, does it count? Lol. Anyway, I don't actually like public speaking. I hate it. And my boyfriend who is sooooo good at it makes me feel insecure proud. Hehe... I love watching him join contests and winning at it, too. Makes me feel that I'm a wonderful girlfriend because behind every successful man is a woman, right? Nyahaha! This time, I beat him in our Club's contest (I ranked 2nd while he ranked 3rd). So the 1st placer and I were sent to the Area contest two weeks ago. Being the president and just by being him, Marion offered to mentor us (the contestants -- we are four). Guess what? Three of us won the Area contest! Though in reality, Marion wasn't able to teach me because according to him, matigas ulo ko at 'di daw ako nakikinig sakanya porket boyfriend ko siya. Ganern?!? Hahaha! I won 3rd place anyway -- lol! Not bad for a first timer, right?


I will be posting my speech in a separate blogpost. :)

Tuesday, February 23, 2016

Valentines 2016

I've never been so busy in my life. Okay, maybe I was but I have completely forgotten about it. I was supposed to write about how my Valentines 2016 went but I've been busy contemplating on what to do in my life. I'm not in my usual positive self since I've forgotten when. I'm forgetting how it is to be like a child. So here I am just typing anything my messy brain can come up to.

So how's my life lately?

For the first few weeks of February, I've been cramming my Action Research paper a.k.a thesis. I was actually pondering on whether or not should I finish my MBA because seriously I am just plain tired and demotivated. Whether it's work or school that has caused my despair, I honestly don't know. I just found myself suffering a case of mild depression (or so I thought because apparently, I'm happy and nagiinarte lang ako lol). Anyway, what I needed probably is a BIG break. Oh, last January in order for me to lessen the feeling of tiredness and apathy, I decided to rent somewhere near my office. I have been meaning to write about it but...well, I don't know. I am just too lazy or/and busy.

With the help of my classmates who pushed me to finish writing my paper, my very supportive boyfriend and some close friends who constantly remind me these lines: "last na yan, ngayon ka pa bibitaw?", I was able to pass my paper on the deadline.

Days before the deadline, I wasn't able to see boyfie because he too was busy with work. Their company held a big event at Clark and because of over fatigue and lack of sleep, something "not so good" happened to him. I remember that day, February 11 (I have to blog about this as well so as to remind me on the date -- for future reference in case the doctor asked him when the "event" happened), I just had a talk with him over the phone and he was telling me about how he rocked his presentation to the media. He was about to eat and I just arrived at the condo. I told him I was about to start writing again my paper and that he should enjoy dinner with the media peeps. An hour and half passed and I received a call from an unknown number:

Caller: Hi Patty, this is Peter, officemate ni Marion. (my heart skipped a beat not because his name is familiar (my ex's name is Peter lol) but because I noticed the tension in his voice).

So he started telling me that Marion became unconscious while they were having dinner and that he was brought to ER. He also told me that everything's okay but Marion cannot talk right now because he still feels weak. I FEEL PANIC RISING IN ME. No matter how his officemate reassured me that he is okay (and I know that Marion already have a history of passing out), I feel helpless. I wanted to jump into my car and drive all the way to Clark. Thirty minutes later, Marion called me and that's the only time I was able to calm myself. I actually broke out when I heard his voice. Hays. He told me he was on his way home and that I shouldn't worry because the driver will escort him home. The next day, finally he heeded my advise to take a leave from work because he's been working extremely hard for the past two weeks.

The day before Valentines (Feb 13), we had a Toastmasters meeting and because he was still not feeling well and he needed to go to the doctor, I attended the meeting on my own. We usually do the set up for the meeting because all the Toastmasters materials (the podium, flag, tarpaulin etc.) are in my car. I arrived at the venue early so I can do the setup on my own. On that same day, I learned from my classmates that our thesis adviser wanted to meet with us at 1PM. Usually, a Toastmasters meeting ends at exactly 1PM. So, at the middle of the meeting, I have to excuse myself because I needed to go to LaSalle Makati. I'm so grateful for my TM friends who are so understanding and willing to sub for me (wala na nga ang president (Marion) tapos aalis pa ang first lady). I braved the heavy traffic in EDSA and I arrived Makati at 2PM. Our class ended at 4PM and I haven't had any lunch! But I had to rush to Bulacan because I'm going to visit boyfriend so I took a quick 'lunch' at Pizza Hut. My good friend Ge and his boyfriend allowed me to be a thirdwheel. Hehe. I think I was close to fainting as well because I'm so tired, hungry and sleepy.  I was supposed to attend my godchild's birthday at QC before heading to Bulacan but our class ended late.I arrived at bf's house at 8PM. Driving all the way from Valenzuela to QC to Makati to Bulacan drained me so much.

So what happened on Valentines Day? Well, Valentines 2016 included my laptop, my Action research books and my guy who patiently proofread my paper. Lol.


He wasn't able to take me out for a nice dinner and wasn't able to "surprise" me with flowers but helping me out with my paper is the best Valentines gift ever!!!

What's more? I was finally endorsed for defense days after. Wohoooooooo! Konting konti na laaaaaaaaaang. 



Three days after Valentines, Marion made up to me by giving me a "Valentines" ring (better than flowers! Yay!). He also let me eat my comfort food. :) :) :)


And NO it's not an engagement ring... yet! Hihi.

Thursday, February 18, 2016

So much hate going around.

It's sad. How did love win again?

Wednesday, February 10, 2016

The Waiting Game

Because it's Feb-ibig and I found this article wonderfully written, I decided to pick my favorite lines:


Waiting for someone means that you are okay with that person treating you like you are not important or that you don’t deserve their time of day.Waiting for someone means that you don’t value yourself enough to realize that if someone cares they will not keep you waiting or wondering. You are choosing to blind your own eyes from seeing the truth that will eventually blindside you.

Waiting for someone means you are pushing away people who are willing to give what you are waiting for and they are willing to give it to you immediately.

You shouldn’t set aside yourself for anyone else, because when you lose a person for whatever reason you are going to realize that you are on your own, and that you waited months or years for someone who didn’t end up fulfilling the prophecy you created for them. Sometimes patience is a waste of time. 

If you must wait; wait to be chosen every day, wait to be reminded that you are special, wait to be loved in the way that you constantly love, wait to be taken seriously and wait for someone who doesn’t keep you waiting because you know that you deserve better than waiting around for someone to make up their mind.

I know the feeling of having to wait for someone who couldn't make up his mind made up his mind but is too coward to let me go the soonest because he loves the idea of love but was never inlove with me to begin with. And it freaking sucks. It sucks because I was in a position  full of uncertainties and I even doubted myself if I was ever good enough. It sucks because I could have opted to give my love someone who is deserving to receive it. It sucks because that same person knows me too well yet chose to hurt me... of all the people in the world. It had to be him.

But in the end, I have come to realize that love is more than just a feeling. It is a choice. And I am very very much proud of myself because after playing the waiting game, I have chosen to love again. This time, someone who is more worth not waiting for. 

Thursday, February 4, 2016

How do you fit your life in a luggage?

How do you fit your life in a luggage (lalo na pag ang arte arte lang ng luggage ko lol)


That's what I'm thinking while I'm packing all my things, half-heartedly and half excited on the days ahead. I still don't know if this is a right decision. As much as I like to travel, I hate packing but the thought of being in a new place makes it easier for me to pack up my things. This time, it's a bit different -- I'm packing because I'm not going to travel anymore. ;)