Before anyone reacts, I just want to make it clear that this is not an emo post. Emo-ral kumbaga. No nasty images.. no almost naked picture of Anne Curtis.. and no popping nipples this time. This is not an emo (as in emo-tional) post as well. I don’t intend to make this blog a dumpsite of all my victim stories, sniff-cry issues of life and those i-feel-like-a-loser snippets that make your empathic heart melt like ice. Lastly.. this is not an emo, as in emo-nyo post where i lambast idiots like hell. Hindi ito emo post!
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Why do i feel like i’m too defensive already?
Anyway.. i woke up this morning feeling like i’ve been guarded by angels all night long like they’ve been really looking after me for years already. OK… that’s an exaggeration. Like my normal daily mornings.. waking up early is an issue, getting up is a stretch and leaving the bed means war. I tend to suspend my alarm clock for another 5 minutes, then another 5, until my head realizes that i’m late. I call that normal. Wag umangal.. hehe.
It was a normal morning, yes it was, until one realization came in while i was taking a dump. lols. Yesterday.. our payroll came in early, and yes basing from what i saw.. i will be poor slash dukha for another two weeks or so because of some additional deductions i resent. Thoughts came in like crazy, unpaid bills, credit card payables, issued checks. I was like thinking of how to possibly settle them all without hurting others purse.
Then my phone started to make a noise. Enter “Superman” by Five for Fighting ringtone. My client called, asking the status of a project. Good thing i was able to finish it last week and i said that they have to pay their dues before the month ends. She agreed and told me to drop by their house and collect the check. Problem solved. Money issues instantly evaporated to thin air. Ganun kabilis.
Going back… so i was taking a dump.. while holding my yosi. Hahaha. May magrereact na naman d’yan.. “Balahura ka talaga Richard!” lols. I’ve realized that, i am really blessed as what my mom always tells me (credits to her countless prayers), not that i disregard her efforts but i also want to credit my self for just having faith in God and believing in myself. I know it’s a bit self serving. OO na.. self serving na nga. I know that God has been so good to me that He doesn’t leave me lying alone in the dark. That whenever i need His help, He does lend a helping hand in one way or another, may it be friends and or family members, even clients who are there when i need them. I’m not just talking about money problems, but also when i need guidance and when i need someone to talk to.
People just appear like a thought bubble and share their support when i needed it most. I am really thankful as i have people around me to slap me when i’m crazy and understand when i’m errr.. crazy. So there… a kwento like no other. An EMO post. hahahaha!