What’s a few more days to go till actual diligence and austerity measures are observed? After all, it is not traditional to start your work week on a Wednesday.
That, my friends, was our convenient excuse to justify our semi-existence as happy employees today. It’s not that we didn’t do work. We did and I even attended a supervisor’s meeting as if it’s the middle of a toxic week. The season’s air hasn’t worn off yet but we all promised that come Monday, it will be very different.
I also went with Mom to Baclaran today, after she realized that it’s not Monday after all; it’s Wednesday and the first one of the year at that. I cannot promise a novena devotion to Our Lady of Perpetual Help as I have Wednesday classes starting next week but it’s great having to pray today and sincerely mean it.
Anyway, my planner (here I am again) says I should read two chapters of The Twenty Years Crisis and seven chapters of Morgenthau’s Politics Among Nations. I don’t know if I can pull it off and wake up at 5 a.m. for a 6:30 a.m. start of official duty.
Besides, I’m still downloading the entire White Chalk album of PJ Harvey and some songs from Feist’s The Reminder. Whatever pushed me to listen to them tonight, I also don’t know. I guess I like these tunes playing in the background while reading theories of international relations that I will never retain for more than 24 hours anyway. Oh, someone also sent me an MP3 file of that song I love from Ikimono Gakari. Goodluck na lang kung masasabayan ko sya.
Overall, I still feel that this year will be so spankin’ good.