Well, well, well, look do we have here!

I've been a fan of Cynthia Bauzon-Arre for ages. I haven't been up to date with what she's up to, but I discovered her Twisted English shirts the other day at work. I laughed my butt off all day. Under my breath, of course, because I'm professional like that. You can buy them here. She and her husband Arnold have pop culture shirts as well. C'mon, let's join us!

It's a blessing in the sky!
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Just came from a long walk on the boardwalk. P lives right near the beach, and it's great! There was a little bazaar thing going on where they sold kitschy stuff. I went all the way to the next town and sat on a bench for a while watching the kids sandsurf. It's the first real nice week-end this season, so everybody is out. Ako lang yung Pilipino dito! May isang batang intsik akong nakita. Hindi siya marunong mag-sand surf kaya nagpagulong-gulong na lang siya sa buhangin. P's on his way back from golf, so we're going to get something to eat. I think I'll iron a shirt or two before he comes back =)

I'm on the train heading home from my Statistics finals. After work I had two hours to kill before my 8 pm test. So I got a guilt-laden burger for stamina. Then I went to the library, purportedly to study, but the place was hopping with anxious students and I couldn't concentrate. So I did what any other stressed grad student would do - I slept my butt off. Best nap ever, really. Then I had a kiddie cup at baskin robbins and took a small black coffee out. All of that did wonders because I finished the test in an hour. Or maybe I just wanted to get out of there for whatever reason (read: need to go to bathroom). Then on the way home, I passed by the shake shack and lo and behold! There was no line around the park. Clearly it was a sign. This is my reward for being such a good student. Then again maybe it's the last time I'll ever be around that neighborhood again, being the first casualty in my class. In any case, I had a single cup of the apricot almond frozen custard. It was delicious.

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Calling
Sometimes, usually when I'm particularly disappointed in myself or when I read a certain blog, I wonder if maybe I missed my calling. Sometimes I wonder if I could have been a doctor. Why not? I used to be smart. Now, I'm not so sure. On the last day of my Marketing class I did a (voluntary!) presentation. The presentation was fine. Afterwards was the problem, when I stared out at the sea of faces and raised hands and tried to field questions. Anyways, if I were a doctor, I suspect there'd be way more opportunities to help people and make a difference, rather than if I were an executive working for a money-hungry conglomerate. But of course, it's too late now and I think there's a reason I was steered towards this direction. Maybe this is my calling.