I walked from Salcedo to the Ayala MRT Station today. Dave, my fellow intern at BCD actually succeeded at convincing me that it was walkable... and since I wasn't really in a hurry to get home, I took his advice and walked and walked and walked all the way to the station. Thankfully, there was a sufficient amount of space on the train for me to fit in! (Thank God!) I got home around an hour ago and well, here I am, still a bum (and getting paid for it) [Great, they say hell starts next week]

My back hurts like hell and I don't know why it's painful. I mean, I slept the same way I've had for years, and today when I woke up, it was simply terrible! Argh. Technically, if someone is reading this, you'd realize that I'm talking nonsense but well, whatever. Have it your way.

My mom is outside in her office and talking to her "beloved" little sister saying, "Oh no, Lord, please fogive my mother..." in Chinese. Funny when you're an outsider looking at this whole thing as if it was a movie but when you're on the inside, the story really gets so complicated that you'd just want to hang yourself. It's a full-length chinovela on its own. I should've just been a scriptwriter.

A lot of things have happened in the past week. The Easter Cantata (rather post-Easter/ressurrection) is finally over. After 3 months of going to practice, work finally paid off and hopefully, God was happy with it. There were times when I complained of long practice hours, not hitting the right note, and the seemingly heater-installed choir gown, but then, it was worth it. Even the event of almost falling off the stage when I looked left on that day. But that's another story, and maybe I can categorize it as another kind of tripping on one's own choir gown... Let the King Appear, as we draw near... The Japanese food my sister treated me to after was YUM!

Work started and well, sadly, I meet with death once again when a the family of a friend met an accident. His sister passed away in a very untimely death and even if we didn't know each other, I knew that she was an inspiration to her siblings and to her parents as well. May she rest in peace and to my friend, we'll be here to support you all the way. As one of the Bible passages say, "be strong and take courage..."

I must be boring everyone, or maybe no one. So I'll end now... and to do so, I just want to give everyone...

a GREAT BIG *HUG*