I woke with a start - it’s 730am! I’m NEVER ever late but
today, the blasting sounds of my alarm clock failed to wake me up. I woke 30
minutes before I’m suppose to report, on my first official day at work. I had
nobody to blame but myself, as I had once again, chatted with my dear friend
Cristina, until the wee hours of the morning. (It is a hopeless addiction
talaga!) I showered, quickly got dressed, and literally drank my oats from the
bowl and ate a big banana in 3 bites. I got into the car in slippers before
realizing it and had to hurry back to change into my shoes. It is Manic Monday!

     The celtic soul music I’ve come to love wasn’t helping to
calm my nerves so I had to switch to the AM news on radio. I was at the edge of
my seat, and was trying to keep myself from blaring the horns of my car to
speed the traffic up. I was so exasperated when I found that the traffic was
extending all the way from the bottom of the old sta. mesa bridge to the end of
quirino highway. That is like a whole 2 km or so of pure shit! After holiday
rush hour traffic is the worst ever!

 I finally got to PGH 2 hours late, parked the car
haphazardly (and tried to escape the guard hehe), and was fumbling for my ID in
my bag - I left it at home. I have never been so out of control in my whole
life but today, I just had to laugh at myself. I think I have yet to start
priming myself to live the life I left 6 months ago – the life of pure
adrenaline rush.

 I welcomed the thought, and the feeling of finally having
something worthwhile to do. I love being in control – and being in control is
being in an oh-so-familiar place, doing the stuff I’m so used to do, and where
I’m best at – a thinking machine!

 Everybody was still on a holdover from the long holiday that
by lunchtime, everybody was so ready to bolt out of the door. I’ve never felt
this good in a long long while. So, just to make myself smile the whole day I
treated myself to the simple things I’ve come to love. I bought my dearest pal
kyla some pretzels for her duty, (actually, I wanted them for myself but
couldn’t bring myself to eat cause I’m trying to shed off my holiday fats so
siya nalang!), and made chika while she was on labor watch. Hehe! It was so
funny cause I think we got carried over with our chismis that I had to kulit
her back kasi the mother might be giving birth already and she still doesn’t
know. Then I treated myself with Mcflurry M&Ms but had to eat it at home
kaya it was almost like a milkshake when I got back. (I cant eat it or I might
have diarrhea on the way home – I’m severely lactose intolerant– sad
diba?) But I really enjoyed it even if I had to drink it instead of scooping it
out. Today proved to be so insanely insane but I just had to laugh it all out.

     Last stop was the gym. I just had to treat myself to a
good run on the treadmill, to keep my adrenaline rush going. Gym is like my
second home and the treadmill is my oasis. No amount of health risk can pull me away from this addiction because
I’m really stubborn about it. (try me!) Today, I spent a whole hour on the
treadmill without gasping. It was heaven. (well, not as much as I still have
to work on upping my speed again). =) 

    Manic Mondays. Although I swear on my soul that I’m never
as, how should I call it, undisciplined? as today, sometimes it does happen. As
I said, and despite the mania, I have never felt this good in a very long time.
Tomorrow, I’d probably do it right, just the way I am used to. Be in control.

 Kyla dearest, I hope you enjoyed my pretzels! It was fat free! Promise!