I might be without internet for a couple of days. Fuck. I know I’ll have withdrawals. My mac is in the office already and my sister needs the laptop most of the time. I think my moblogging set-up is fine so I might post if something interesting happens. I guess now I’ll have time to catch up on my readings.
I’m so damn tired. I need a long rest and I’m glad there’s no work tomorrow. That’s it for now. See ya when I see ya.
I think I’m coming down with something. Just colds or cough but I feel tired as hell lately. Maybe it’s burnout. Anyway, I asked permission from work and I just slept the whole day. I was very refreshing. I also had the grandest dream during my rest. So FUCKING AMAZING!!! I wish I never woke up at all 
I was finally able to watch The Prestige last night. I found it okay, entertaining, but not that great as some people opined. I was able to guess how the magicians did their tricks at once so the ending didn’t surprise me at all. I loved the all-star cast though. I was surprised that David Bowie (as Nicola Tesla) is in it. I liked the props and the costume design. I also liked their play on Tesla and Edison’s rivalry, echoing Angier and Boden’s obsession with outdoing each other.
I watched the film with my friend Phoebe. I chose the 10:45 PM showing at Greenbelt 3 and made reservations through sureseats. Ticket is expensive, 160 pesos, but cheaper compared to watching it abroad. We arrived in Greenbelt around 9PM so I had enough time to eat supper. I chose National Sports Grill since I’ve never eaten there. Good choice. I loved the San Francisco Burger with Sourdough Parmesan bread. Yum. The fries were really good too. I ate too much though. 
While I ate, Phoebe mostly read the Time magazines she bought. She ate at home already so she just picked on my fries. She isn’t into American food.
We were supposed to watch Cine Europa yesterday but I woke up very late. 5:15 PM to be exact. Yay me!
Tonight we will have a family dinner to celebrate mine and my sister’s birthdays. The relatives will be coming and I hope it will be fun. We decided to have it at Burgoo in Rockwell. I love their salmon and Seafood Caesar Salad. 
I just got back from my health care provider to get the results of some tests I took a long time ago. The doctor consultant informed me the interpretation of the results. She said that I a small blockage in my heart, borderline thyroid problem, and urinary tract infection. Yikes! I thought my test results would be fine and that I’m in good health. I’m a bit alarmed about the blockage but, you know what, I’m thrilled at the same time. Sheesh! I’m so weird! Who would be thrilled with something like this?! I am and I think it brings drama to my mundane life. I’m also very stupid. I know.
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I got into big trouble with mom. I told the maid when she woke me up this morning that I have a headache and that I won’t go to work. It’s a lie! I stayed up all night watching Freaks and Geeks and got to sleep around 4 am. The maid wakes me up at 8 am during work days. So I stayed in bed but couldn’t go back to sleep but I was very groggy. 30 minutes later, mom told the maid to make me come downstairs because she wanted to talk to me. So I did. And she was very mad. She knew I was lying and she said that she’s tired of me making excuses not to go to work. She said either I go to work or I just resign because she would have none of my games. I’m at work right now.
Crap! This boil hurts like hell. I couldn’t go to work because of this since it’s painful to sit and even to walk. I just slept all day since the damn thing made me feel weak. I’m on antibiotics and painkiller and hopefully this mark of the devil will disappear soon. It popped just a few hours ago and it was damn messy and bloody. Heh! It’s still bleeding so I started wearing overnighter sanitary pads.
Growing old sucks. It’s hard to find excuses for being irresponsible. There are also so many obligations like bills to pay for instance. There’s just no escape from that. I’m lucky that the only bills I have to pay are for my cellphone subscription and credit card debts. A lot of people my age have to deal with utility bills, food, and expenses for their children. What can I say? I’m a late bloomer and I’m just starting to become a responsible adult. I know I’m way immature for my age but I’m exerting effort now. Not too much effort like really trying to get to work on time but still, at least I have work again. I’m even trying to read business books for crying out loud! I could hardly understand it but that’s still something, right? There’s also a huge possibility that I will take an MBA. I’m not confident about that and I have a feeling that it will really be hard. I’m not looking forward to that to be honest, but I have to know how to run a business. I don’t want to see the family biz go down the drain after all my mother’s hard work. I have huge doubts that I can run the business especially with what I know at present…which is zilch. So yeah, growing old really really sucks because I clearly see now the need and importance of money. So much for childhood career ideals.
Mom gave me sleeping pills again. I feel better now knowing that I can sleep easier. Perhaps not going to work today is playing dirty but it worked. She realized that I really do need it so she gave in. This is the only way I can make her see my point. If I talk back to her, she’ll get all angry and it will make things worse for me. I hate this passive-aggressive shit but that’s the only way I know how to handle her. She’s very dominant and protective of her status.
Grrr. I’ve always had trouble falling asleep so I don’t understand why my mom got it into her brain that now that she stopped giving me sleeping aid, I will sleep earlier. Hell! Even with pills I still find it difficult but even more so without any. Fuck! Sometimes it takes me 3 hours to fall asleep. For some reason, my brain becomes more active when I’m in the prone position. That’s not all, I need to sleep at least 8 hours because if I get less than that, I feel so groggy. This is really the pits. It’s past 12:30 am and I’m not even sleepy. I have to get up at 7:30 later to get ready for work. Great. So maybe I’m addicted to the goddamn sleeping pills but they really help. Mom said she won’t give me any more because she doesn’t want me to be like my stupid sister who kept on taking diet pills which caused her to be a nervous wreck. She’s not fat at all but she wanted to be like her stupid friends who were taking Zenadrine so she bought a new bottle when we confiscated the first one she bought. I know I should be sympathetic or consoling but I just think what she did was plain stupidity and her action keeps on ruining things. That’s the main reason why we had to go back to the Philippines early. And now even my slumber is affected.
It’s supposed to be my first day at work today but I didn’t go. It’s one of the benefits of being the boss’ daughter but I’m still not proud of it. What happened was, mom doesn’t want to give me the usual sleeping pills I take so I had to make do with over-the-counter ones but those make me very groggy. They also give me bad dreams. I took Sleep Aide around 11 pm but that didn’t make me sleepy at all. Around 2 am, I was still wide awake so I took melatonin. I think I fell asleep 30 minutes after but when I had to wake up at 8 am, I just couldn’t keep my eyes open. So there. I told my mom that I just couldn’t keep awake for work and slept all day. I’m going to take melatonin after posting this and hopefully I’ll be fully awake by 8 am tomorrow.
I was waiting for the SONA all day but I was just too sleepy and nodded off a few minutes before it started. I’m waiting for the news to rerun it but, as I heard from ANC, people found it short and pretty uneventful.
My sleep was quite pleasant today. Quite a change from the other sleeps this week. I didn’t wake up feeling agitated at all. I also didn’t have weird dreams. I didn’t take Melatonin so I know that’s why. Melatonin is totally crap but I can’t afford Stilnox. I just have to just deal with it.
I made reservations for me and Jenny to watch the Sunday Live A.I.D.S. show. I can’t wait! I hope it lives up to my expectations. I’m sure my orgmates worked hard on the show but sometimes the jokes just bombed.
Crappy entry but I’m restless. So I’ll stop.
Prozac Nation by Elizabeth Wurtzel
