But then I was browsing through my collection of mps's and found the song "I Wanna Run to You" by Regine Velasquez. This part of the song just struck a chord.
"Oh, what's the sense
of trying to hard to find your dreams
without someone to share it with
tell me what does it mean..."
Sadly, I have to admit I've been married to my work for quite a time. And I am just freaking 24! This is no way to live. But the thing, crazy as it may seem, I love my job too. I only hate it when it's Friday (or Saturday or Sunday) and my friends have their own itinerary and I am left to myself. I work my ass off, and Im thinking, wouldn't it be nice if I have both a successful career and a partner for real?
Will you show yourself already??
Anyways. I was checking out Jun's blog and came across something very funny.
"My relatives at were again at our house for our town fiesta a few days ago.
Because I was not there, it was inevitable that the topic of their conversation
was ‘the most contentiously the only homosexual in the world with a surname
similar as theirs’.My sister told me over the phone: “They just can’t seem
to understand that you’re just … workaholic.”
Haha, I can so relate! I know the drill too well.
When I stay in the office late on Fridays, my officemates would always give me some unsolicited advices, all to the effect that I should enjoy myself more. And stop being so damn workaholic. Well, friends, it's not like I have a choice, do I? Im too scared to go out in the gay scene. And all that hard partying... it's just not my style, ya know.
I wonder how many people out there are in the same situation as I am.
I am good looking, for chrissakes. (Nyahaha...)
