Griping

I don't know if my best friend and I get a kick out of doing this, but we end up griping about our love lives (or the lack of anything substantial thereof) during certain times of the year. Maybe to keep our non-negotiables in check? I dunno. As I rack my brains for appropriate adjectives for my students' narratives, she calls me and we take turns in updating each other about incidental things that transpired during the last two weeks. If griping was part of an ab workout, we won't be worrying about love handles now. I joked that we should tally the times we do so, just to see if the frequency dwindles or increases as we age.

So what's the verdict? We still arrive at the same conclusion every single time - the fact that happy beginnings and endings exist for some people, why can't it happen to us? What's wrong with wishing for a story worth retelling? We are easily pleased, yet how come we keep feeling shortchanged? I guess patience is running thin, and we know it shouldn't be like that but we can't help it at times. I guess it's just up to a Higher Being to keep us sane.

We ended up reminiscing about our last Boracay trip and how much fun we had. I guess griping just leads you to planning for a beach rendezvous which we are now both excited for! We'll try an early June weekend this time :)

I'm here!!!

And so I jump into the bandwagon of setting up another blog in the hopes of getting paid :) I heard someone was able to purchase an LV bag just by blogging. I wanna get a Macbook!!! Since I'm online and I post blogs all the time, why not make it a money-making venture? There's still a lot to figure out, and I still have to work on my thesis proposal so it's going to take a while.

I just got out of bed, so let me get my cup of coffee.... see you around!