Mission accomplished

So. I’ve been on twitter for some time now and I’ve mostly used it merely to randomly post thoughts and such. And well, keep up with what other people are micro-blogging about. I’ve also started to use it to follow some celebs including Neil Gaiman, Paulo Coehlo, and (surprise, surprise) Christian my love so sweet.

Imagine my surprise yesterday when he tweeted that he’d be in the area for the walk of fame induction. What’s funny is that just last Friday I was bemoaning how I’ve been waiting for months now for him to perform at the central plaza ever since I started working here.

So you can guess that I was totally there. The tweet said 5pm onwards and I was there at 4:50. Excited much? Obviously! Sadly, 5pm turned to 5:30 and 5:30 turned to 6pm and I haven’t even his shadow. I had promised my self I’d leave by 6, but since he was nowhere in sight, and I’ve been waiting anyway, I bargained a few more minutes.

Just as 6:30 was rounding the corner and I have had enough of the theme song playing on repeat for over an hour, I declared a walk out. I will stand him up  for our date! How dare he make a girl wait?

So I started walking and guess who suddenly shows up at the start of the line of celebrities? Yes, that tall, swoon-worthy guy who has been my biggest celeb crush to date. I moved closer to the crowed and gawked. When he had walked past us, I moved to another spot where I would see him again. And again. Until finally, I joined the crowd surrounding the end of the red carpet area. He smiled and waved, made small talk with KC, and then the national anthem played – just as he was standing right in front of me.

And that’s how I ended up staring at him for a full, uninterrupted five minutes or so.

Thank you tech guy! Thank you universe! And God bless Julian Felipe.

Morning runs

I am ashamed to admit that the only running I’ve been doing lately is running late for work. Come to think of it though, it also has its physical benefits seeing that in trying to beat the clock, I have also been practically running as soon as I get off a shuttle. Up the footbridge, zigzagging around fellow pedestrians, and then down down down and run run run until I reach the building. I will halt for a bit to have my bag checked before I hurry over to the elevators.

What I am proud to say though that going through all these, practically everyday, hardly leaves me panting or gasping for breath. That should be a good sign, yes?

One thing I hate about it though (apart from the late part, that is) is the fact that a good chunk of my morning runs has me holding my breath because of the incredible number of smokers that I pass by day after day. You all know how much I abhor smoking so I wouldn’t even elaborate on that. But, can you imagine how much healthier my morning runs would actually be if they weren’t there?

Hi, remember me?

So much time has passed since I last attempted to write anything other than work-related stuff, I don’t know if I still know how to blog. Or how I can do a decent recap. So I won’t.

Instead, let me just say that I am now in a happy place. A month ago I was seriously considering the idea of becoming freelance full-time. And I really was keen on taking that route. But, practicality beckons. I do, after all, have two siblings to see through college. So that particular dream had to take a back seat.

It seems that God has other plans for me. I never thought I’ll join the corporate world, but guess where I am today? Somewhere in that posh pocket of buildings and restos in Quezon City, where getting to my cube means taking the elevator up, up, up to the 15th floor.

It’s only been two weeks, but I’ve been getting good vibes all around. I am honestly surprised that I can actually imagine my self staying there for quite some time. We shall see.

So, that’s about it with the recaps. In non-career-related news, everything else is nice and steady. The heart is still very happy. I still love pink. And cats still rock my world.

How are you?