busy thoughts

Had my car's alarm system replaced earlier. The old one--and I do mean old one--gave out on me a few days before. And though we barely have any extra moolah, Mama decided to have it fixed before I go to Makati on Friday. Safety and all that--you know mothers. Not that I'm ungrateful. Hell, I'm happy as the proverbial clam with the new setup and shiny new remote controls. Haha.

Anywho, as I said before, I'm going to Makati on Friday. For what? Another interview. And what's really funny is I only applied this morning when I saw the post at JobsDB. Was I ever surprised when mere minutes later, there already was a reply--and a positive one at that. Said I "passed the first hurdel [sic]" and that I seem to be able to write well and would I like to come in for an interview this week, and afternoons would be best at that. Talk about express.

Naturally, I said yes, I'll go to the interview. Agian--as was the case with TRP--never mind that I have practically no idea how to even get there. Bloody brilliant. Sure it's just Makati and not Macau, but the bottomline is I'm not familiar with the goddamn place. But what the heck, if I managed to go to Santa Rosa and come back in one piece, I'd survive going to Makati. If all else fails, I'll just head to the nearest mall, interview be damned. Haha.

Anywho, some sort of bug is spreading amongst kids and four out of the five kids in the family got sick all within days of each other starting about two weeks ago. Three even got hospitalized. And would you believe that the last one standing healthy is the smallest and most frail kid of the five? Geez. Wonders truly never cease.

As if that's not enough, Gab [Kuya Sonny Boy's son] and Job [my hilaw-na-inaanak] are both sick too. And they aren't even here to begin with. Tsk. What the heck is happening to these kids?

On a completely unrelated note, Dan invited us--that would be the disbanded Elffaw--to his sister's debut party at the Ledge this coming Saturday. I'm definitely coming, even if Marvin's the only other one in the barkada to confirm as well. At the very least I'll have someone to talk to and not be forced to mingle with strangers--something I'm not exactly good at. There's gonna be a live band after the party so things oughtta be interesting. I mean, bands--now that's something I could really relate to, being a music lover and all. Hope they're good.

Ooh, and yeah, I'm taking the Pond's 7-Day Challenge for flawless white skin. Haha. Superficial indeed, but I figured I've got nothing to lose except acne scars. Not that I'm convinced I''l have flawless white skin after seven measly days--I'm a dreamer, not a fool, thanks you very much. But if it actually makes true on its claim, then it just might make a believer--and eventually a customer--out of of good, old, cynical me. A mean feat, if I do say so myself.