party – The Diary of The Deranged Writer

10-Minute Warning CXVI

In my previous post, I said that I would get sick. And I was right. Since yesterday, I have been feeling weak and have an itchy throat. Today I started coughing a bit. That explains why I didn’t blog yesterday even if I should have, and I can’t skip post no. 14 of this April.

Anyway, I drank my medicine already, and I hope I get better tomorrow because I will go to Laguna with my parents and cousin for a birthday party. It has been a year or 2 since I went there, and that makes the trip more special and exciting.

What else? Well, my 10 minutes is not yet finished, but I’m ending the post here. I need to rest to accelerate my recovery. See you tomorrow, May 1, Labor Day.

Notes to Self X

Today, the day before my 33rd birthday, I’m starting to feel more excited. Gone are the days when I got worried about party venues and ruined plans because now everything is all set. I’m looking forward to having a simple Italian dinner party with my family and a few of my closest friends.

Other than my excitement for my birthday party, what happened today? I started working on a few November billings and then capped off the day with a viewing of Doctor Strange with my Father. While we were watching, I was reminded of a quote from The Ancient One (played by Tilda Swinton) bout having inner demons.

This is my 10th Notes to Self.

Spoiler warning if you have not seen Doctor Strange.

10-Minute Warning XC

So, somehow my backup plan didn’t work out.

The good news: I can celebrate my birthday at Jollibee’s 1,000th store next week. The somehow disappointing news: Instead of December 5, I can have my party on December 7 or 9. And I need to invite 30 people, my desired party package’s minimum number of guests. I’m unsure if the 15 people on my current guestlist will be available on December 7 or 9. And right now, how can I invite 15 more people for next week?

A little part of me is still hopeful and looking for another venue. Another little part of me is considering celebrating at Jollibee on December 9. But you know what? A huge part is weakened. I’m so tired. Seriously.