Thinking Out Loud

I love watching movies. Most of the time with friends or my siblings. But there are also days when I feel like watching alone.

I remember a friend looking at me like she’s sorry for me when I told her that I’m used to watching movies. It got me laughing so hard and left her wondering why I find it okay to be alone. I told her that it’s no big deal. I even eat alone at a diner and I don’t mind at all. But she can’t imagine herself doing such. Now, I pity her.

Personally, being alone feels like it makes me stronger. Not all the time, okay? I mean at least I know how to function by myself. I can manage on my own. I don’t need anyone to live. Some people find it pitiful but for me, it is being free!

When I was still working for a BPO, I used to go out with girl friends on Thursday nights. Why Thursday, you might ask? It’s the Girls Night Out! A bar we frequent had this promo every Thursday nights wherein girls can order a drink and get another choice of drink for free! You bet we took advantage of it back then.

You know, when you are newly grad, you’d want to try new things. Like work late nights and then going out for drinks afterwards. Going out of town with co-workers. Plan visits to the hometowns of co-workers you are close to. And so many more. I’ve tried it all before. But the most memorable are those Thursday nights when I had to go home seeing everything in two. Hahaha

What memories!

Why would you get someone you are not even close with as a godfather to your son?

I was annoyed at a neighbor who got my brother to be her son’s godfather. They don’t even know each other except that they’re neighbors who hardly see or greet each other. Then all of a sudden, my dad told him that he was to be the godfather of her son. Huh?!?

I have nothing against this. In fact, I am glad if one of us gets to be chosen as a godparent to any kid in the neighborhood. Except that I know why she got my brother. She and her friends have a huge crush on him! I know this for a fact because they are flaunting it. My dad’s been intercepting love letters thrown inside our gate (no kidding!), plus two of my aunts have been told about this by one of them. I know that they wanted my brother to attend to get a chance to be with him even for a few hours. And that really pissed me off big time!

My brother’s in college. I have no plans for him to get entangled with a neighborhood girl. Please! These girls have no degree to speak of, no jobs, and are thorns on the barangay’s side.

Call me a bitch for not making my brother attend the christening! I really didn’t! I don’t want my brother to be associated with these people. I am hoping that he finish college and get a job/get a life before settling down. Which will never happen if he gets to be chummy with them.

And by the way, I will be the one to give money/gifts to the kid during special occasions since my brother has yet to earn his own money.

Call me the CONFUSED WOMAN. Yes, that’s my new name! I am totally confused about going back to a life I once led. It’s pretty simple. If I go back, I would be subjecting myself to another round of headaches caused by too much pressure to beat deadlines. I once thrived in this kind of environment. And believe me, it didn’t do me any good except get to meet snakes along the way. It’s my fault. I never protected my back. I became complacent. I became too trustworthy. Which is a big no-no in the environment I was in. I digress.

Anyway, I am thinking of going back because I want to do some things for the family and the only way to do it is through going back. Or going out of the country. The former is an easier task to do. The latter’s a big hurdle.

The confusion comes in because whenever I ask for a sign, I was given otherwise.

So should I or should I not? That’s the million dollar question at the moment.

Just like any other gossip fan, I always read PerezHilton.com. Yes, that celebrity blog! Well, who wouldn’t? I mean, he knows how to dish out the latest Hollywood gossips. I also love how he injects humor and sarcasm in his posts. If you don’t watch out, you’ll get hooked in no time!

I read that he’s making so much money out of advertisements in his blog. Lucky Perez! If only I can make a blog just like that, I wouldn’t have to work as hard as I do. Then again, who wants to become as hated as he anyway?

Tough luck!