Tag: mood

10-Minute Warning CIII

OK. What can I share here in under 10 minutes?

Once again, I’m not in a good mood. But time this, that should not stop me from writing here on The Dispatch. I will not be able to accomplish anything if I keep on letting my bad mood stop me.

Moving on… I got my salary today – 2 days after the actual payday. I’m not complaining though. At least I got my salary already. This time though, I’m more careful about spending my money. I want to limit my spending in the next 2 weeks at least. That means I can’t go out with friends for now and I would spend less if I were to go to my favorite restaurants and cafes.

What else? Oh! My Younger Brother is at the airport now. He is going to Cebu for the Sinulog Festival. I’m happy for him. He has been working so hard on his endeavors and he deserves a break. Have a fun and safe trip, my brother!

What else? Since my Younger Brother is on vacation, I’m expecting more workload in the next several days and I will need to go to my ENT visit alone. And I quote The Rock, “Just bring it!”

And time’s up.

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Song of the Moment III: Sheryl Crow’s “If It Makes You Happy”

A little part of me wants to talk about how I’m feeling today. Instead, let me quote the chorus of one of my favorite songs ever and my current LSS.

If it makes you happy
It can’t be that bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the hell are you so sad?

Sheryl Crow’s “If It Makes You Happy”
The music video of Sheryl Crow’s “If It Makes You Happy”.

That is all.

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10-Minute Warning LXVI

Yesterday, I woke up feeling down. So I joined my Mother and Father in their grocery shopping, and I got to buy 8 cans of Jack and Coke. That’s a maximum of 2 cans per Friday or Saturday night. Because of that, I went home feeling good… then I remembered something that broke my heart. I brought that feeling to my sleep.

Today, I got my weekly hangout at Satchmi at lunchtime. I enjoyed my favorite affogato while I updated my planner/journal, so I was able to get things off my chest somehow. Then I went to Ippudo and had ramen with my Mother, Father, and Younger Brother. What a lovely lunch. After our lunch and a fresh haircut, I went home feeling good… then I remembered again that one thing that broke my heart.

What’s that one thing that broke my heart? I’m not ready to talk about that here on The Dispatch. In fact, I have never talked about it to anyone, and I would like to keep it that way for now.

Anyway, I just remembered what happened last September 17, and that makes me feel better. I should sleep better now.

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