I guess I’ll give it 2 more years.

I’ve been giving it a lot of thought and maybe if I’m not where I want to be in 2 more years (by then I’ll be 25) maybe it’ll be time for me to look for my bliss elsewhere.

Hopefully in 2 years I won’t be in such a financial slump and I won’t be the only person I know who isn’t married.

2 years of letting myself just drift around and figure out where I am in everyone’s life.

2 years or.. I might as well just get off the pot.

Except… it’s not really a secret, is it?

It’s a mix of my sisters’ and my reading list. She likes “romantic novels” and I just like to read. I’m ok with the post apocalyptic scenarios but you can only have ONE story that involves regions/ factions and that is HUNGER GAMES.

I don’t know how I would fare reading Mythical Game of Throne type of books so I just stay away from them in general. Maybe in time I’ll give it a try.

Must find the reading list I had at Accenture.

Here it is:

1. Allegiant – Veronica Roth

2. Boy Meets Boy – David Levithan

3. The Statisticl Probability of Love at First Sight – Jennifer E. Smith

4. Will Grayson Will Grayson – John Green and Davidlevithan

5. An Abundance of Katherine – John Green (this is totally a joke to me)

6. Paper Towns – John Green

7. Thirteen Reasons Why 

8. The Zombie Survival Guide – Max Brooks

– I just finished reading Why We Broke Up and I did not like it. Maybe the romantic novels really just aren’t my thing.

Every Friday for 10 weeks at 7:00 pm at IT Park, specifically Chicken Charlie, where the chicken tastes bad (no offense) and all I can think of is how much I want 100% sugar in my milk tea the next time I go to Chattime, Paolo and I will set aside any beliefs or notions about God and the church and… attend a bible study.

Now, everyone knows I’m not that girl and that maybe, Paolo isn’t that guy and… god forbid I turn into any of the church ladies I loathed so much growing up. But maybe we never really know what we want as we grow older.

Maybe our beliefs change and our needs differ. And maybe, just maybe, it feels good to have a guiding force in your life. Even if it is a born again bible study and Paolo and I have somehow agreed to be Catholics.

But let’s not dwell on that right now. Our differences in religion has never been an issue.

It feels weird, it feels awkward, sometimes I’m listening and I’m like “why the hell do I not remember learning that in church… or in school?” but it’s the fellowship that I’ve learned to love so much that makes me come back.

And you know, I’m not the most religious or God fearing person and maybe I don’t have to be but.. I feel good.

And not to mention late

This Saturday will be my first ever triathlon. I’m not going to do the full tri but instead, I’ll be on the biking leg. Baby steps. 

I had to get really serious with training already since I only have a few days left to train and quite honestly, I’m really starting to hate biking around IT Park. Aside from the fact that there are too many health hazards, there are too many distractions.

I haven’t gone a month training there without stopping to talk to friends I meet along the road which is bad for my momentum and pacing. So today, I decided to just wake up and start biking. I didn’t bother to shower (although I never really shower before biking. It doesn’t make sense.) or brush my teeth either.

Just so I would be too embarrassed to stop over and talk to people which would lead to my training time being used up.

Glad to say it worked!

So if it was YOU who was calling me earlier thinking you could distract my game… then you were wrong. STINKY BREATH CONQUERS EVERYTHING!

Good morning xx

I’ve thought about coo-ing you to bed every night and waking you up to wonderful mornings.

And every time I say good night is just another night where I’m wishing that I could wake up beside you.

But I always wake up alone in this low bed with a panting dog and a bike I can’t bring myself to ride yet.

I wish there was coke in this damn house