I found out today that (erm yesterday technically) Bishie finished his OJT with us so that means I won’t be seeing him anymore. Sad sad sad. No more eye candy in the office. I will see him again during our office xmas party on the 18th but that’s it…unless he gets to work for us but we don’t have any openings according to mom. I’ll just post our last photo together (ugh…with mom too) in remembrance. That didn’t sound right. It’s like somebody died.
I was expecting my birthday yesterday to end crappy but it was totally the opposite. My staff threw me a surprise party at the office complete with embarrassing photo montage. I was really surprised and mom was so convincing. I went down to the 15th floor office and just blurted out “Bakit madilim dito?” but it never occurred to me that they were cooking up something the whole day. The thing that made it 100 times better is the fact that Bishie (you remember him?) was there and by the end of the night he dedicated songs to me, got my cellphone and email addy, had our photos taken, held both my hands at some point, and had me singing an awful duet with him (there was videoke). Well, booze was flowing and although I was perfectly sober, I doubt any of those counted since he was tipsy. Still, I was thrilled cos he’s so darn cute. I guess I can declare yesterday as one of my best birthdays. I’ll be celebrating again on Thursday night and I hope it’s just as thrilling :P
Prozac Nation by Elizabeth Wurtzel
