there's one thing i've been praying for these past few days. and no, it's not a rescue package for my distressed love life.
i hope and pray that i won't change. that i'll remain true and grounded despite the good that has happend to me recently. that i won't turn into an ugly a**hole as some people who's had some success had become (i'm satisfied with being a bitch).
and although i may splurge on pricier clothes or go out for gimmicks regularly, i sincerely hope and pray that i'll continue to be the mark who feels insecure most of the time, who dances without music to beat stress, who prefers to eat at cheap chinese food at the canteen or cha-chan-tings (chinese carinderia), or get $8 socks at baleno, or head home to manila than travel anywhere else in the world.
fact is, whatever success i've been having won't be possible without the one up there and the people around me. and i owe it to everyone to remain who i am.
dasal
19 degrees
woke up this morning with a chill! no wonder it was freakin' 21 degrees!
yesterday afternoon, the hong kong observatory had forecasted temperatures today to drop to just 23 degrees. by the time i got home late last night (read, 230am), it became 22 degress. and when i woke up this morning it was down to 21 degrees...
...which meant it'll be around a couple of degrees lower at my area - 19+ degrees. add to that strong winds and living on a high 27th floor. and you've got a perfect formula for a nice chilly morning.
don't get me wrong. hangover aside, i love the cool weather - it would have been better if there was someone i could cuddle up in bed with...
news
receive an unexpected news today. really. i wasn't expecting it. i'm perfectly fine even if it didn't come. but it did. while i'm thrilled and happy about it, i'm also scared and paranoid. anyways, how it exactly affects me remains to be seen...
autumn
yes, autumn is really here! the hong kong observatory is forecasting temperatures to range between 23 to 27 degrees towards the end of this week. and most likely in about 6 weeks' time, temperatures will suddenly plummet to the early 10s to signal the start of winter.
so over the past few weeks, i've been stocking up on fall/winter fashions - and my obsession with scarves is getting the better of me. i mean, the weather hasn't even become cool - not even mild - but i've managed to get myself 3 new scarves in the past two weeks... and my next "project", a trench coat!
hay, for my own good (and the "health" of my pocket), i guess, i better stay away from zara and mexx.
*and speaking of zara, heard that it's flagship store in manila opened at the powerplant over the weekend. according to a friend, the store managed to generate a million pesos on its opening day. well, checking the store out is something that'll definitely be on my to-do list when i fly home this christmas.
rent
jonathan larson's hit musical celebrates its 10th anniversary this year with a feature film starring taye diggs and rosario dawson, and a world tour which includes hk.
rave reviews about rent's manila production years ago has made me curious and wanting to watch it here in hk - it'll run for a limited season (2 weeks only) in mid-december. but there's a catch: it'll star karen mok as mimi. yes, "you ugly, you under arrest" has invaded "broadway".
but a friend told me that she's actually a good singer and has had training in theater. in fact, in one of her interviews, she says she trained for the london production of miss saigon, but she opted to join local showbiz than pursue it (good for her as she is now a top endorser raking in moolah ala sharon cuneta).
ticket sales commenced today, but i'm still iffy whether or not to watch it. maybe i shouldn't let the k-mok factor get to me. oh well, better decide soon before good seats run out.
bummer
i've just typed up a long entry - just random thoughts from this past week - and when i hit publish post, something didn't go right and publishing failed. so i lost everything. what a bummer!
free fall
"no matter how hard you fight it, you fall. and it's scary as hell. except there's an upside to free-falling. it's the chance you give your friends to catch you."
responsibility
…it's almost two hours into the workday and I find myself simply staring at the monitor, trying to figure out how I can get myself started at work. Heck, I have to get my brain to start functioning first!
It's been as such the past week. After all the "adrenaline rush" from August's product launch, September's sales launch, and last week's catch up on long overdue promo materials, I now find myself loafing. I now lack any sense of urgency - no matter how much there is still backlog work screaming for my immediate attention.
If this was a circuit party… not that I've been in one… although I would really want to attend one… it's just that I don't have the confidence *more like, the body* to be in the midst of a sea of sexy, well-toned men. Oh, if I may add, mostly shirtless… but I'm digressing…
As I was saying, if this was a circuit, this would be the "recovery" party - less thubthumping music and more of a chillout vibe...
But the problem is that I'm handling marketing for two flagship products, and as "manager", the buck now stops with me. I now command a big chunk of responsibility, and no one will be there to "rescue" me should shit hit the fan (as my direct superior and our big boss would usually say).
I'm now mostly on my own. Case in point: over the past month or so, I've had less "contact" with my direct superior. Whereas before he would usually drop by my cube to follow-up on stuff and check how things are going, he now checks with me only when someone complains (about the lack or late delivery of sales materials). Maybe, he's confident that I'm 100% on the case with our marketing plan (patay!). Or maybe he is letting me get used to taking responsibility.
In any case, this is what I "wanted". I wanted to earn more so I had to rise up the ranks. Ginusto ko 'to, so paninindigan ko na lang - for now, that is.