The "About Me" Article That Got Lost in Cyberspace

When I had a short stint as a web writer a couple of years back, I submitted a short "About Me" article that should go with my articles. Unfortunately, it seem to have disappeared in cyberspace and I ended up being an old English lit fan who likes listening to goth metal music. In some articles, I'm even called "Gem" who loves to read novels that are set back into the Medieval Period. Trust me, these "Not About Me" articles could easily suck the fun out of googling yourself.
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My writing style is one that is straight-forward. No big words, no fuss. I want the maximum number of people to get the maximum amount of message I intend to convey in my articles.

For me, writing is not about pleasing people. It’s about giving a part yourself to people that’s why I always give my best in whatever it is that I’m writing.

The world wide web never ceases to fascinate me – the exact same reason why I love working with it and in it. I’m a certified netizen – both an information-seeker and an information-provider. But don’t get me wrong… I’m not your regular geek… I’m also 50% bad girl. I do have a life outside cyberspace – one that happens in real-time. I love writing short short stories (this isn’t a typo!), blogging, cooking, watching a whole lot of reality TV, and making life miserable for some people. ***Devilish laugh in the background***

Changes

A few years ago when we first moved to my family's house, the one thing that I've always, always hated was the flood. I would sometimes miss three days of work (which isn't very dandy if you have lots of bills to pay) and there was this time when my best friends got stuck with us for a good two days until we're freaking tired of playing Uno cards.

That was a few years back. Now, I'd rather immerse myself in muddy, bacteria-inhabited, mid-thigh level flood waters than to be away from home and not sleep in our own bed. I guess people become more willing to change the more they get use to things. How ironic...

Good morning

Today I start my day with an open mind and an open heart.  I’m not feeling very well with a sore throat and some bad news from last night but I’m optimistic that I would be productive this morning.  Kinda like starting your day with a “Good morning!” instead of a “Good morning.” or “Good morning?”  I hope the day doesn’t disappoint me.  Having said that, I guess I’m starting my day with a “Good morning…”

It's a Friday and Nothing Can Bring Me Down

This is my Friday mantra.  No, not the rain, nor my enormous work load, not even bad calls or stubborn agents would bring me down today.  It’s a fucking Friday and I’m going to have a ball.

Whatever happened to love?

A couple of weeks ago, one of my friends said, "Love is so overrated." I was like, blink blink... "Uh, I don't know... You're talking to someone who's been happily committed -- not to mention in love -- for the past seven years. So I don't know, I don't think love is overrated."

For the past couple of weeks, I have been fortunate enough to catch up with some really good, really old friends. One of them is currently having this weird, open relationship thing, a couple of them just ended their marriages, one of them had a change of heart about taking the plunge, and one of them, is as usual being pestered by "the wrong kind of men" -- the kind with excess baggage. Times like these, I can't help but wonder whatever happened to good ol' fashioned love?! I mean, I am thankful for being lucky in love but I think I'd be happier if my friends are able to find it as well. When I meet up with friends having all kinds of horror stories about their love life, it feels awkward, 'cause I kinda feel like I cannot share my happiness with them 'cause if I do that I'd only be rubbing it in to their faces that I'm happy, and they're just cursed with having bad taste in men and women.

Oh my gawd... and I really thought that we've reached that age when we'll just laugh about our exes, the way we used to handle break ups when we were younger, but no... turns out, we'll just be talking about a longer of list of exes, and more bizarre ways of handling the most melodramatic break ups! Weirdo!

Stranded

Nope, this isn't a song. This is what my wife and I are right now -- stranded. I'd be on leave in two days to have my much-needed break after three months. I'm so pumped to catch up on my work and hopefully finish earlier than scheduled. My wife, who's currently on her first month of being eligible for the incentives has been dragging her ass to work regardless of how ill she feels just to have a perfect attendance. But no, I don't think the rain would give us a chance to accomplish these short-term goals we've set for ourselves. Haaaaaayyyyyyyyyyy!!! This isn't a good sign of things to come! I know everything has a reason... I can't wait to discover the reason behind this one...

Counting Good Deeds

Finally, after going through a series of unfortunate events at work, I can now say that I've survived the worst and just geting ready for the better. And what better way to recover from a horrible, horrible nightmare than to do good deeds and forget that the nightmare ever happened. Today, I'm just grateful to have a few opportunities this week to do good. Makes me realize that I may be good for something -- it's exactly the confidence boost I need after that über-terrible time a couple of weeks back.

This week, I was able to show courage by volunteering at work -- and apparently delivering great output. I was also able to offer a few words of encouragement to a troubled mind and a bit of hope to someone who's about to give up. It is because of these opportunities that I am able to look back with a smile on my face... It is indeed a refreshing change. I've finally shaken off that feeling of self-loathing and shame that I've been feeling for that past couple of weeks. :)