I just got back from Dumaguete for a temporary break and to discuss a new business venture. I don’t really know what’s going to happen. My mind just doesn’t respond the way I want it to. But I would definitely want to be part of something that can grow better.

After the whole four-hour trip, I went straight to the office despite my being on-leave to finish sending a report that’s due today.

Now I’m here in SM so I could finish and continue my classes in Web Design for the next 3 hours.

I’m not that tired but I feel nauseous probably because of the bus ride from Liloan, Santander to the Cebu proper.

You can say that I’m used to it already. The business and the busyness of having to work and study and blog at the same time. I even wonder how I am able to do it. Maybe I just don’t really ask myself too much and just get on with it so I won’t even have to think too much.

And I don’t know what I’ve been doing why I usually come home late. I’m not doing anything much to keep me busy except for blogging and going to the gym but I should not waste any moment by finding other means to keep me preoccupied. I’ve been living in the office that it’s better that I put up my own space there. Hahay.

Just a thought that I came across a site that I forgot. Can’t seem to locate when I tried to Google it either but it goes something like this.

You work  8 hours a day in order to get promoted so you can work  12 hours a day.

Interesting quote but it can be perceived in different ways, depending on how you take it; whether it be bad or good. It just struck me in some sense because of my indecisiveness when it comes to doing good in my career to get promoted but contradicts to how I want to stay afloat in order to have more time outside the office so I can pursue other passions that would still benefit me, money-wise. I don’t want to go into a tirade of opposite discussions and weigh things  in another perspective because I am my biggest critic wherein I end up being lost most of the time.

I stayed at a condotel during my stay in Manila for a week. This is my view from the balcony since I had nothing much to do.

I’m cash-strapped. I haven’t received my reimbursement during my first trip yet and I still have to wait for it but I don’t know when it will arrive. I was planning to orginally buy something for the people at the office I’m assigned but I don’t have the moolah to get some delicacies so I guess I won’t be able to present something to them. I’m crossing my fingers that the money will arrive any time this week as I need to go somewhere by the end for a trip and I don’t want to feel queasy that I don’t have enough dough because it’s pretty taxing to think about it.

It’s another one of those weekends where I work my ass off in order to be able to comply with the special task that’s been assigned of me. I don’t have enough sleep and I’ve been up for almost 48 hours with a slight nap of about 1.5.

I’m a bit cranky but not that really complaining; I just want to get this over with. I just wish I could analyze numbers fast and present it in a way that wouldn’t really mess my reputation up altogether. I’m afraid that this scenario will likely occur within the next couple of months. Makes me ask myself why I even stepped up to the plate.  Oh well, this is what I chose and I just have to live up to it.

I only wish it will all be worth it in the end and my efforts are not gone to waste because they will be recognized.

For now, I want to get some shut eye and I want to go home already.

It’s the first time I’m ever absent in class. I missed out my Hist15 class today and tomorrow, I’ll be absent as well in my Psyc1 and CS11 subjects due to the reason that I’m having a training about the 7 Habits of Highly Effective People at work. It’s nice cause it’s a temporary breather for me knowing that I’m all stressed out and I find the routine at the office a bit taxing already.

It’s just that I had a problem with the adjustment of the schedules because the training fell on a day and I had work the night before. So when I started the next shift, I was already too lousy looking to even laugh at the jokes that the trainer drew. I’m still in a shock that I’ve been awake for more than 24 hours already and the rest I had prior to this was just a one-hour nap.

Now I better get some shut-eyes. At least tonight, I get to sleep properly; I hope.

I forgot I have classes later on. Dang. After two days of not having classes because yesterday was a Charter Day and the previous one’s I don’t know what, I got a temporary break. But somehow I’m already tired, even if I barely have  a month left for school.

It’s as if I want to pursue other options that will keep me more preoccupied. I’ve never been too much of a multi-tasker until now. School, office, blogs, pictures, now this new freelance writing that I’m applying for; I still hope everything turns out fine. I also want to join a capoeira class, I want to learn a lot. Somehow I don’t have TIME. Sigh.

But I like being busy, people wonder where I get the energy; I do too. But I don’t where to start already. Give me guidance on where to begin.

At school, most classmates call me kuya which is a local term for “older brother”
–> I’m older or I just act apathetic which is sometimes presumed as being mature because I don’t really give much attention to the student life cause I just want to get it over with.

At the office, most colleagues call me baby boy
–> I’m younger than most of my colleagues or I just act immature at times that they can’t help but assume that I’m just a kid. I started to work at a young age so that explains the conflict.

In truth, I’m still stuck somewhere in between. Makes me wonder if there should be an image attached to a person’s profile.

No sleep. What’s going on? Just got home from work. It’s already 12noon, I still have classes at 2pm; a pop quiz at that. I don’t think I can sleep with the things in my head going.

Classes are from 2pm-9pm today with an hour and a half of break in between. After 9, I have to head back to the office for the Thursday shift. So aside from not having any sleep, I’ll be dead-tired to even think about anything by then. Just when I thought my brain wouldn’t get any more exhausted, after that 10pm to 7am shift, I would then have to attend classes the next day from 8:30am-11:30am.

In other words, I should be awake from 2pm until 12 noon the next day. 22 hours of being up.

Talk about no sleep. Somehow, my body has grown accustomed to it. There are just some times wherein I might suddenly faint in the middle of the road but I know I’m just exaggerating. Still, this is no joke. But this will soon be done. As for now, I just have to stay awake.