I'm back.
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Blogging after vanishing for almost a month feels like going to your lola's house after not visiting for so long...
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Sooo.... things have been building up at work and the pace is getting faster (which is good) though I do find myself getting tired more and earlier too. I'm not supposed to feel this way this early in my life so it must be the change of pace.
I am increasingly getting horny too. Must be the work.
Eventhough I get tired enough to fall asleep as soon as I park outside the house I'm happy. And happy I will be because next week is another week for restructuring and streamlining. Production and Operations dude says that we'll be having improvements in his department soon enough. I hope soon is next week. Because if things turn out the way I see them, it's gonna get messy. Messy messy MESSY.
Here's what Monday looks like:
10 am to 2 pm -seminar
2 pm onwards - meeting in Pasig
onwards - meeting in Greenhills
onwards - meeting somewhere in Makati
After that I'm not so sure. I have a meeting later at 4 pm in Makati then a 7 pm in QC. It's tiring, but fulfilling.
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I had this dream...
I had my girlfriend (I do not know who she is) kneeling beside me with her face buried in her hands, weeping her eyes out. We're in these old clothes, something like in the movie Little Women. I'm standing. We're in front of this old framed oval mirror. Behind me I can see a vampire crouching on something like a low table or a low tomb. He's preying on my girlfriend and I'm shooing him away with my hand. As I look into the mirror I realize that I'm one too! Pretty soon there's an image in the mirror talking to me and berating me for things I've done and things I haven't. In a little while I'm asking to have my soul back. I do all this while keeping the vampire behind me at bay... finally irritated, I point him off to some old guy walking around. He bounds off hurriedly. I look back into the mirror and start asking for my soul again when suddenly I wake up.
I had this dream this afternoon. I don't know why I have these kind of dreams. They strike me as wierd because I can't figure out what they mean.
I also had this recurring dream that dated way back into my childhood. I kept running for dear life in this really nice meadow. You know the kind where there's grass everywhere and there are these wooden fences... yup, that kind of meadow. Except in this meadow there's only one yellow daisy. Oh, and behind me there's this avalanche of shit just rumbling and tumbling down. I remember in all clarity that single daisy being crushed. And I still keep running until I finally wake up, tears, sweat and all.
Is this normal for a six-year old? I could never explain how that dream made me feel or what it meant for me, and I still can't do it now. All I know is that I wake up uneasy.
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I'm getting back into sports.
Some of my friends are planning to have twice-weekly basketball games. Me and my brother have agreed to be belay partners at Power-Up. And I've started cutting down on the softdrinks. I might play badminton with Pam sometime in the month... I just have to remember to ask her. I might even go back to swimming, PSHS has just opened their new 50 M covered pool. Wow, I could get to train in an olympic-sized pool without all that sun! I could even train in the 2 o'clock sun and not worry about skin cancer!
But first I have to rehabilitate my two knees, my two ankles, my two wrists, and my right hand. Then you can bring it on! Oh yeah, my lungs need rehab too...
posted by Karl @ 2:28 AM
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