Go ahead, laugh.
I completely and utterly failed to complete any of my March goals. Sad, sad, sad.
In light of this failure, my March goals will automatically become my April goals. I’ll give it another go or die trying.
Adieu
I simply knew him as Sir Felix. He was my mom’s officemate and I knew him as the kindly old man who covered and bound my books for me. He passed away last Monday.
His work was always so clean and neat. It seems that everyone at my mother’s office had him cover or bind books for their kids as well.
He’s gone now and the books he covered for me will be the only remembrance I have of him. Because of him, my books will still be in tiptop shape when the time comes to pass them on to my cousins.
To be remembered. I think that’s what every person wishes for – for people to remember them when they are gone. That way, we will never be alone, even in death.
Rest in peace Sir Felix. Thank you for my books.
Do Not Take Pictures Of The Saints Or As Your Background
This wasn’t my first trip to Cebu City. This was, however, the first time that I had to sponsor every single aspect of the trip, both for me and my mother – tickets, food, lodging and yes, shopping expenses. Travelling is a lot more expensive than I anticipated and I made a serious dent in my savings that would probably take years to recover. This April, bills will come to haunt whatever is left of my wallet.
Still, there’s no denying the satisfaction of seeing your mother enjoying herself and shopping her heart out. Credit bills be damned.
The one thing that we didn’t get to do was go to Bohol, which was the motivation behind the entire trip. Going to Bohol required a 2-hour boat ride and this was something that my mother was still very hesitant to do. So instead of scouring the local tourist spots of Cebu, we spent our vacation bustling between SM and Ayala Center. Lol. What a waste, yes?
The only non-shopping related stop that we did was when we visited the Taoist Temple. The guards at the temple had a grand time shushing and shooing us away - apparently, there are certain areas there that are off limits to girls attempting to take artsy-fartsy photos.
Some photos after the jump
Gwen
Who you calling drab? Sauce here.
I hate it when my officemates say Gwen, played by Angel Coulby in BBC’s Merlin is ugly because she’s not white and because her nose is flat.
There is nothing wrong with finding someone unattractive – not everybody is taken with Benedict Cumberbatch the way that I am and that’s totally fine because, hey, he is a BAMF and anybody who thinks otherwise is a moron, to each his own.
But to dislike someone, fictional or not, simply because of her color, is hardly a justified argument. It’s plain racist.
They do not like Gwen because she is ugly. She is not. This Gwen is not the Guinevere that I usually envision when I read Arthurian stories. I always imagine Guinevere as blond, fair and delicate. But just because Merlin’s Gwen is none of these does not automatically make her ugly.
Under Black Flags We March
One of my responsibilities at work is to keep monthly tabs on the progress of the programs we implement. It is a painstaking job because I do not have the eye nor the patience for details. There is a certain charm to it, though. The neatness, the balance of targets and accomplishments figures and the satisfaction of tying loose ends.
So, in the case of life imitating the workplace, I’ve decided to make keep monthly goals for myself. Nothing big, mind you. Just simple tweaks in the usual routine which will hopefully give me a bit of direction, turn me into a happier person and make my 2012 more productive.
Plus, I really like crossing items off a written list, so this should be fun 
Here are my goals for March. I am starting this a tad bit late because I could not muster the energy to make my list. Old habits die hard. LOL.
- Be on time. As much as possible, be at the work place before 8 AM.
- Be more involved with work – though I really have no idea how to quantify work ‘involvement’. I’ll have to think more about this later.
- Jog at least two times a week.
- Read one book. Pathetic, I know
- Clean and organize my room.
I’ll start with small goals and go from there. I need to focus, scatterbrained goose that I am. So focus I shall.
