I will not go through the customary 'the year that was' theme, it's simply too late. Heck, I heard someone counting down for the next christmas. Amfufu. Here's something.. some members of the (un)fortune telling industry are saying that one should carefully observe the first twelve days of the year, as this will be the overview of your entire year, according to them 'non-prophet' organization hotshots. Omigawd, I thought none could be worse than 2005. I was grumpy the first twelve days. /swt
Ah, our friends who turned even steven 28 treated us to a sumptuous (what's better than a freebie) meal of pizza, spag (with humongous meatballs), and 'lucky me pancit canton' at Yellow Cab in Las Pinas, and a caffeine perk shot at nearby Figaro's (dami tao sa istarbaks amps, ung isang chiks dun pa nag-aaral taena di ba sya marunong magtimpla ng kape sa bahay, tragis.. oh). That was last last saturday, the 7th, after waiting for them (tambay sa kanto) for almost an hour since they played badminton earlier. That justifies my 2nd slice of pizza (18" slice = huge).
2006.. I'm turning 29, dammit. Twenty nine, underachiever, and growing roots. Translate the last phrase in Tagalog. At least I got a (cheap) MP3 player as a finalist's prize in a technical paper symposium here at work. A speck of a gem in a rough rough year.
Sana
Hay naku.