It’s good to be frustrated in every way today. With the disappointment of being passed for promotion looming over me, I’m determined to:
a. Clean 62.3 square meters of accumulated dust (since April)
b. Make a viral music video that will rival the Circle of Beautiful Friends
c. Lose 10 pounds (I easily gained, easy to slip back to my starting weight last September). I’m honestly getting worried about my ankles — they easily hurt now after walking to Parksquare 1 to SM. WTH. It’s suffering from the heavy load.
I tried to change my fate by changing the arrangement of my bed, closet, bookshelf, and desk. I spent an hour moving things around, even wounding the wood (sorry dad). I ended up wasting time since the elements didn’t fit–my bed frame is simply too big for any feng shui to take effect.
So it’s really frustrating to be me right now. I don’t feel like being anything at all. Wish I could disappear for a while and when I resurface, I already know which direction to take.
Meanwhile, I’m scouting for a Vietnamese cookbook, trying to get back on the 4-Hour Body (with obsessive compulsive monitoring of weight), and looking for a Mandarin language school.
I’m excited for Friday because I’ll have a guest in the condo. Till then I will be a semi-happy cleaner. Already finished my bedroom (have fresh sheets which I love smelling and rolling in) my bathroom and my brother’s *sigh* hopeless and ungodly bathroom. Men and common hygiene just don’t mix. Next is the living room and the small kitchen. Slowly but surely.



