a separate peace

Rudely awakened by my cellphone, I shrug off my desire to just lie down on my bed and continue my sweet slumber. Our phone conversation the previous night suddenly fades into memory. It didn't end so well.

Another day, another struggle. Another struggle to quicken every step, every movement just to make it in time. Another struggle at the MRT station amidst the warm smell of sweat and morning breath which cannot be avoided when one is caught in the sea of gnashing bodies.

Another struggle to keep warm in the numbing cold of the centralized office air conditioning. Another struggle to keep awake.

But I'm happy.

I'm happy because I know what really matters in my life. I'm happy because I have been reminded of this by the scripture that I read earlier today during my short fifteen minutes of a separate peace. If death comes to me tonight I'm not going to worry about my job or my things or the things that I still haven't owned. I'm going to worry about the people I'd leave behind. My loved ones -- they're the ones that really matter.

what's up

So much has happened since I last made a serious update on my blog, and right now, I don't know where to start. So I guess I'll just make a list.

I'm working now. I'm working for company A (I'm not sure if it's wise to indicate the name) as one of their Programmer Trainees. It's not the exact dream job that I had in mind, but since in a real world one has to be practical, I guess it's as close to that dream as I can get -- well, at least for now.

My girlfriend and I just celebrated our fourth year anniversary, and we are still happily together. It's amazing how four years can seem so short, but I guess it's because four years is such a short timespan in comparison to the years we have yet to spend together.

I haven't opened the Bible and seriously prayed over a passage since I was in Baguio, until today. I brought a Bible and a scripture guide to work today, and did a 15-minute prayer period. I only realized now how short 15 minutes is. Bitin!

I've seen the latest season finales of Smallville and Lost. I used to be a big fan of Smallville and Lana Lang, but now I'd choose Lost over that series anytime. I'm so excited to see what happens in the next season of Lost, it's like waiting for the next Harry Potter book!

I'm still playing the guitar, but not my old one. I bought a new acoustic guitar with a built-in pickup and digital tuner. I even got a guitar strap and pick holder for it. Now all I need is an amplifier (hint hint..hehe).

I'm in the process of... reformatting my life (sorry for the techie metaphor). This new blog is one of the adjustments I'm making. I've noticed that I'm more motivated to blog when I'm sad, angry, depressed, etc. than when I'm happy (It seems there's more outlets for happiness than there is for the opposite emotions) And the old blog's theme and feel doesn't really help, so I decided to just start a new one. ^_^

a new beginning

A new life.

A new blog.

:)