Thank God it's Friday.

Well, technically it's already Saturday but what the hell.

Only three days to go and I'll be seeing HIM again. I do wish it was sooner.

Since it is payday, Sheryl (my office mate) and I went to Quiapo to shop for really cheap whatnots. I felt like splurging so I bought myself five bangles which cost 70 pesos altogether. Ha! Those people who think Greenhills tiangge stuff (where they sell it for 50 pesos apiece) are bargains are totally wrong. I even heard one foreigner remark excitedly to her companions (about Greenhills) "I could live here!"

Of course, those who are in the know would exclaim, why Quiapo? Why not go to Tutuban instead? Well, dear readers. I do not have a death wish. I went to Quiapo at the only available time I had which was at 3 p.m. on a Friday. Going to Divisoria would mean fighting a desperate battle with traffic and a huge crowd when I only had less than three hours to shop.

Why you ask. My, my. Interested, aren't you? (Actually, I only wish you were interested enough to read through the whole entry...teehee)

Because (drum roll please) I had a shooting. Not the violent kind with the blood and the smell of gunfire, please. I had to do the grooming for a senatorial candidate for a political advertisement that we're doing. O di ba? Bonggga! I'm not really a make-up artist. I am actually a writer for a TV show but was asked to step in because, miracle of all miracles, I know how to apply make-up myself.

But that wasn't always the case. Back in college, my idea of make-up was a tube of lipstick. I didn't know that it could turn me from drab to fab in just under 10 minutes. I never used to wear make-up except on very special occasions. But, thanks to Debbie (my very own make-up sensei), I learned the art of making myself pretty enough to face the world.

Don't get me wrong. I'm not exactly that hideous but suffice it to say, make-up makes me look cuter and makes me feel a lot more confident about myself. And so, I found myself, at 9 in the evening, applying moisturizer on the dark face of our client, the Senator. I've done it twice before on him and today (or yesterday, for that matter) I was particularly pleased about the results. Thank heaven for small favors.

Well there. I've run out of stories to tell. Bukas naman. Hasta mañana! Tama ba yun? Anyway, I'll keep you (whoever you are) posted!

Curses.

The reason why my previous post is so short and, to my dismay, grammatically incorrect is that I was so bummed out about having to go to work on a very warm and sunny day that's fit for going to some beach to relax and submerge in the cool waters of the Pacific Ocean.

But, there goes my life. However, no complaints. It's just that I feel so sleepy and want to drop off zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Ooooppps. Sorry.

I meant to talk about my visit to Cavite and my godson, Chino. Ang kulit. Ang cute. Sigh. Oh god I am so sleepy that it's all I could do to not fall face first into the keyboard. 'Til next time. Darn.

Sigh.

Monday. In my opinion, there could not be a better day. NOT!

So. I am not in Cavite right now. I am still in the office, sneaking a blog while mailing an officemate some stuff I just finished. Why, you ask.
Yesterday, Charry (my wonderful officemate) and I were all set to go to her place in Dasma. But then, lightning struck, and the opportunity to earn money intervened. Add to that was her unfulfilled responsibilities that she definitely have to finish. And of course, I do have some loose ends to tie up also before I can have my weekend of fun with a real, live baby, who is, by the way my godson.
We are still slaving away. Hopefully, though, we can make the 4pm bus to Cavite and be off on a much-needed holiday for me and an urgently necessary homecoming for her.
HE called yesterday afternoon and I am so glad I let him bring the phone. We were texting up until around 4am and I finally let him be because he was set to shoot an interview just then.
Me, at around that time I just finished reading a book from my teenage years that another officemate lent me. It was hard to sleep because I missed him so badly "it's like a constant stomachache." I know I read that somewhere I just can't remember where. Anyway, here I am, talking to nobody in particular. I'm the only one here in the office. Later on, I will head for Makati and window shop 'coz that's about all I can afford. Friday (payday) is soooo far away I can hardly bear it.
{Must resist temptation to get a credit card, must resist temptation....argggghhhhh}

Well, well, well. It's been ages since I last visited my blog -- I even forgot my own username and password. Geez.
Anyway, I'll tell you now, this new entry is borne of boredom. HE left yesterday afternoon for Vancouver and won't be back for another ten days. To me, that's an eternity.
Days stretch out in seemingly endless torture... I know, I know, it's not healthy and it's not exactly the way I usually am. But I'd just like to mope around.
At least now, he brought my mobile phone with him so I can contact him anytime I want. And he can take photos.
I think he's still asleep. I haven't heard from him since nine in the morning and it's 3pm now.
Wait, you say. You thought this was my blog, not his. Well, you're right. Thing is, he's an integral part of me and whether or not my COSMO friends out there think this is proper behavior for a fun, fearless female like me, I simply do not care anymore.
Hand me that chocolate!!!
Later though, I'm going to Cavite and stay over my office mate's house and play with her son. I've had baby lust for months now but then...
So, I have to psyche myself up to have fun for the next few days. It will definitely include shopping for a brand new pair of jeans. I want to buy something nice that will last for years but then again, the price tag would just kill me. Bargains are my best friends, see.
I have never, and could never, purchase something that has a four-digit price tag unless it's a phone, a pair of good shoes, or a gadget that I truly desire. Then again, I may have no other choice.
I do hope that the Linea Italia store in Megamall still has the 70% sale. Otherwise, I'd probably resort to buying 400-peso jeans again and use it for three to four months.
I will sign off now or else, take root in my chair in front of the PC. Let me take a walk, a cigarette, and I'd probably be back tonight or tomorrow, at the latest.
I notice that on my last entry (Sept 8) HE has gone on an out of the country trip though I can hardly remember where. Oh well. Ciao.