drenched

Today was a toxic day at work. But I loved it. I like the feeling of having a challenge to conquer. I need not compete with anyone but only with myself. I love testing my limits. I am simply delighted when I meet the goals I set for myself.

Randomly, while an officemate of mine was sort of complaining that she has to stay longer at the office because she still has an unfinished task I joked, “Oh, that’s what we call efficiency.”  We should be able to do all the things we need to accomplish within the time frame given. Anyway, it was just a remark. There are many factors that affect one’s performance.

Personally I prefer finishing the tasks given to me on time. It gives me a sense of fulfillment. Nonetheless I see to it that the quality of the output is not sacrificed.

I could say that I work hard. Therefore I make sure that I enjoy. I eat what I want. I do what I want. I could say that this is one of the best years of my life.

Definitely this is just the beginning, I am still a neophyte, and I am a newbie. But who cares? I love it. I am enjoying the ride. Now I know how to work and how to have responsibilities. There are times that it seems so hard to get up in the morning. But when I think that I am a part of a whole, that there will be a domino effect when I laze about my work I will instantly jolt up my bed.

Now I know that it is not all about oneself. It’s about standing up and fulfilling the responsibilities that I chose to take.

My typical day starts at 6:30 in the morning. I open my eyes. See to it that I have fully regained my consciousness. Reach for the towel. Head for the bath room and take a bath. Dress up, eat and fix myself.

At 8:10 I am heading my way into the office. I ride a jeepney that would take me at the foot of the Makati-Mandaluyong bridge. I ride a tricycle that stops at Kalayaan Ave., a red light district. I walk through those pubs and hotels that seemed so innocent and asleep during the day.

I walk through Jupiter Street. Cross through two main avenues. Then at 8:30 I will be at the lobby. Wear my ID. Ride the elevator.

I never got late again. I got late just once. I promised that it will not happen again and up to this time I have not yet broken it.

At exactly 9:00 to 12:00 I am in the Auto-in mode. I get up just for the bathroom breaks. At 12:00 to 1:00 I take a hearty lunch. But I prefer not too eat too much carbs and fatty viands because I don’t want the fat ass. I observed that office girls are prone to it due to long hours of sitting down. At 1:00 to 6:00 I am in the Auto-in Mode again.

Afterwards I go home. The same streets I passed through look a whole lot different by then. Kalayaan Ave. dances in colors and glittering lights.

Then I eat, clean up and do other things that my left strength still allows before I fall into a dead sleep.

The rain fell terribly hard this afternoon. Regular employees and top executives alike got stucked in the lobby. I silently observed and looked around. The lady execs were so glam. I thought if getting old means looking that great, I would surely love to get old!

My eyes locked into a particular woman. She looks very dignified. Her hair was perfect. Her crisp tailored suit still looked fresh even its already the end of the day. I hope I wasn’t staring. I know she noticed that I was looking at her because when she went out she gave me a brief sideway glance. The moment she walked past through me I exclaimed to my officemate i exclaimed “I know her! On tv”

I was certain that i know her but i didn’t immediately remember who she was. But I felt that I must know her. I followed my gut. I googled.

Then, yeah! gotcha! She was Ms. Clarissa Ocampo! The witness then of the late Pres. Estrada’s case.

Whew! I was relieved!

Shucks, I am sleepy now. The clock reads 10:20 now. I didn’t notice it’s already a Friday tomorrow, the last day of the work week. I am looking forward to a blazingly awesome weekend ahead.