Chronicles of a Crybaby



My week:

andlifegoesonx:

Sundays:

Mondays:

Tuesdays:

Wednesdays:

Thursdays:

Fridays:

Saturdays:

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dindongbell:

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Cheat Day

Now that I am starting work, I’m also starting my diet. No rice, less carbs, no more sugary drinks. So far I’ve been able to follow this diet plan. But today at lunch, I broke the less-carbs-and-no-sugary-drinks part of the deal. My friends and I ate at this fantastic Italian place. Of course I couldn’t resist eating pasta (However I did not touch the garlic bread). Then I washed the meal down with a Biggie-size iced tea from Wendy’s (But the light variety. Ugh, rationalization). Well anyways, at least I did not break the no-rice part of my diet. But the day’s not over yet!

Dieting is not the only thing I promised myself to do once I start working. I was also supposed to think less negatively and stop gossiping. I broke those rules as well having engaged in some pretty harsh bashing sessions about other friends.

I guess I’ll just designate Thursday as my cheat day for dieting and positivity!

Scary and funny at the same time!

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First Day Funk

I haven’t blogged in a very long time. So testing muna ito…

rat race

I’m finally back in the corporate world. Back in the rat race, as my friend Steve would say. A few months ago, one of my British colleagues emailed asking if I am interested in going back to the company. He wanted to re-hire me but in a different team this time around. I had some apprehensions about going back as I was already making plans for my future. But after some thinking and after some convincing by him, I accepted his offer. So yeah, back to the rat race. Although now, I won’t be treating this as a rat race. Instead, I’ll be treating my job as an incredible blessing in a world where uncertainties abound.

Today is my first day. It definitely feels odd to be back in a place that I’ve already said goodbye to before. Others might wonder why I am coming back. For sure, there are issues in connection with my return. And issues related to my leaving before are sure to be revived. There’s nothing I can do about those things except to not listen to them and just hunker down and do the best work that I can. Because in the end, I know the truth. And my true friends know the truth. And isn’t that what really matters? I think this may be the key to surviving the rat race: Being truthful in everything that I do even if others can’t see it.