So what?

What do you do when you begin liking somebody and its hurting you? What if the main reason why you like him is the same reason why he’s not yours? What if you know for a fact that the one he is with is the one he deserves? What will you do if praying for his happiness would mean forgetting him? And what if you don’t want to forget him? What if after a long time, you suddenly remember how good it feels to be in love…then you also remember that it hurts? What do you do if another person makes more sense than him to be with you but you know for a fact that he may still not be the one? Would you wait for him? or just move on with the other? What if you’re not even sure whether this other person likes you and yet you know he may not turn out to be as bad after all? Would you risk liking him? Would you spend nights partying with him? Would be sold to the fact that most of the stuff he LOOOVES doing are also the same ones you LOOOVE doing? And then what if you really think he is handsome and both of you can make a great match? What if you may know that the joke is on you in the middle of all these? What if although you know you’re crazy enough to succumb to all these, you want to be at it again.. and again? Would you like to be in love? Infatuated? Why do you keep on feeling this way anyway?

Weekends are made of these (who am I to disgree? harhar)

This is so amusing, I think I am getting the hang of this…Blogging down my life sure is fun. It’s like seeding some inheritance minus the monetary value. Who knows, when all these is through and every tidbit of physical information is gone..perhaps my blog could be a useful artifact of a classic single 20 something female so-called homo sapien living during the 20th century.

So for the mere sake of documentation. A classic female 20 something homo sapien living somewhere east south of the equator (I just have to put that trivia in..) went out for the first time after a long time to be with her new found friends from her new work on a Friday night. Ok, I have to admit it, I realized that I somehow missed going out. It started out to be a venue where I could introduce my officemate and a not-so-distant relative to my cousin. Both species have been single for almost a year. The female lost her lover in a tragic death while the male one lost his on a tragic affair. I just don’t know at what point during the night did their friends from here and there started appearing like rabbits. The whole night ended up to be a gathering of friends from all sorts and sources. Not that I am complaining. The night sure was fun considering that we all went home some drunk while most stuffed ( I being one of the stuffed ones) from a spontaneous food fest that we capped the night with.

I was dead tired when I got home probably from driving. I vowed to spend the day at the gym the following day to attend my usual routine of latin groove, body jam and pilates. As expected I woke up late, tried to breeze through to catch atleast my body jam class but ended up doing a ten-minute treadmill and half a body balance class (which was a temporary replacement of the Pilates class). I knew I had to do something different on that Saturday so I decided to pamper myself through one of the gym’s body scrub services. I availed the rose petal body peel and facial which was ok for the price and did my skin some considerable luxury. I think I am still in the quest of finding the perfect spa. I am pretty sure those ones charge a lot. Oh well, it’s been a relaxing weekend. The whole Sunday was church day. I also managed to finish two books that I’ve been reading. One of which is a Danielle Steel classic… so female! I thought. Now that’s a useful bit of an information..twenty something chicks read a lot of romance novels to spare the few hours that would cap their weekend.

Now I am back to work. I don’t know how my week would go since the girl I am temporarily temping for has just arrived and I think my boss wants me to handle her accounts for good. By the way, the contract thing went well. It’s really great when you pray for something. Listen up historians, at this time and age, there are twenty something females who believe in a savior who died for all of us years ago. My life and weekends are never complete without a high dose of prayer ;)

A blog entry

It’s feels a bit weird writing a journal entry (perse) considering how I’ve made this blog a depository of my so-called “songs” which after hearing my brother compose a real song were POEMS after all. I’ve finally come to the realization that maybe I a really am a POET and not a song SONG WRITER (yet!). I admire how my brother nurtured his passion to write songs and as a result he did not just learn the discipline but the ability of playing the guitar as well. Amazing how God sees beyond your passion and desires especially when you do something for his glory.

Ok, I could honestly use some encouragement at this point. I am yet to present a not-so-good-looking contract to a major account that was given to me. The catch here is that this account previously signed a hefty amount of a marketing support from us two years ago and since the company’s sales have not been doing well the past year, we need to bring down the offer rock bottom. We are facing the possibility of losing the account. I personally am in the danger of losing the favor of our division SVP. “I am expecting you to get this account Pam, We’re not here to sell for you, we’re here to watch you sell” and his voice goes on in my head…

After releasing my anxieties to a couple of good people I’ve known here at work, God gently told me to just listen to him ONLY. I am driven to to test my faith again in hearing God’s voice in practical situations like this. I want to be like King David (don’t we all Christians do?) who asks God for instructions in every single detail of the battle. I realized that the more I seek for God’s wisdom, the more I seek HIM. Come to think of it, this is really what I’ve ask for from him : A SEEKING HEART, A HUNGRY HEART.

God is really great. Like what the bible says: “His ways are not our ways” and when we ask him to help us seek him, he definitely knows how to orchestrate the right situations where we will have no choice than to yearn for him.