Day 273: Happy Faces

Sometimes, no matter how down I feel it's difficult not to put on a brave face, because you know there are probably other folks who have it worse than you do.  I think about that, and I feel foolish about my own sentiments.  It doesn't make it go away, but it somehow puts it on the back burner.  That's why there's no way I can hate my job.  Not when you encounter faces like these that smile despite everything.

If you're wondering what commotion happened, they were so excited to have their picture taken that half of the bodies fell down.  It must have been painful, but no one was crying.

This song reminds me of this class: Won't Go Home Without You (Maroon 5)

Day 272: A Vague Discontent

This is my take on em.em's Slow Down post.

I guess it's time for me to face my demons.  I have been feeling a vague discontent for some time now.  I blame it to quarter-life crisis.  I try to shove it to the gutter, because I wanted to take charge of my happiness.  However, there are times when you just have to give in to the distress.  High time, too.  All this finding different ways to keep me cheerful is beginning to make me feel bipolar.  I just hope I get to figure it out this time.  I have never been able to point a finger at whatever is making me anxious.

Just in time to mix it with a video premier for Adele's Someone Like You.

Day 271: Noodle Breakfast

I had a noodle breakfast with a friend at North Park today.  Shrimp dumpling and 3-kinds of mushroom on empress noodles.  Yummy!

Day 270: I Need A Drink

There are those challenging days when you just want to end it with a drink.  Hopefully, something strong and relaxing.  This is one of those days.  I can't even tell you when my day started because it seems like the last one never really ended.  After showering and feeding myself, I decided to hit the sack because I had an early start.  I didn't think it would be difficult to sleep.  Not in bed weather.  However, I did not count on having the window of the apartment above mine to be left open.  Given that the wind was on a 93mph rage, it just banged the window repeatedly against the shutters.  It would have been a blessing if that window broke, but it didn't.  It kept me awake the entire time I was supposed to be sleeping.

Now, work, no matter how stressful, is more or less enjoyable for me.  I was dead on my feet, though, by the time I hit my ninth hour.  So, off to home I went.  I decided to drop by an ATM to withdraw funds.  Taxi fare do not come cheap, after all.  Well, what do you know?  The stinking machine did not dispense!  The bank, also doesn't seem to be picking up.  I do not know how this will get resolved, but I'm drinking a glass and getting in bed.  The worries can be bothered with tomorrow.  I'm so tired I can't  even get angry.

Day269: Smoked Tanigue, Dill Sauce and Bed Weather

Here comes the rain.  I went home nearly soaked through.  The wind even broke my umbrella.  Good old sturdy one that lasted me nearly four years.  One blow from that wind, and there she goes.  After showering that typhoon off me, I'm now relaxing with a plate of smoked tanigue, a serving of dill sauce and some nice old 80's music.

Playing: Upside Down (Two Minds Crack)

Day 268: Conversations Over Coffee at UCC

I spent a humid Sunday afternoon with a friend at UCC, drinking blended coffee while watching the light of the sky change.  We talked about major life changes, quarter-life crisis, living a healthier lifestyle, trying out new things, getting over bad habits and learning new ones.  I told her about getting into boxing and running, and she shared about wanting to take language classes.  There were so many things we wanted to do, and so many places we wanted to see.  I guess, it does prove that this is the age of restlessness.  I do not know why our generation seem to think that we do not have enough time to do everything we want.  It's as if we have somehow projected our mortality to be shorter than the rest, so we have to do everything now.  Which isn't really the case.

There were several things we talked about and some things we decided on.  It was an enriching discussion.  The conversation somehow inspired me to plan for several things.  Things I really want to do, and places I really want to visit.  Overall, it was a satisfying way to spend a laid back Sunday.

Wouldn't it be nice to have more Beautiful Days (Arashi) like this?

Day 267: Garden Tomato Toner

Lazy Saturday.  I had nothing interesting to take a picture of.  This is my toner, then.  A daily necessity.  I like it because unlike other toners I have tried, it doesn't sting.  In fact, it kind of cools down the face after use.