A Beautiful Escape

Last night was the appearance of the supposed SUPER MOON.

While there was nothing spectacular about its size, it glowed beautifully that night. Hanging above the almost cloudless sky, with nary a star to outshine its brightness.

I relished the moment through the viewfinder.

I found this cute little OUIJA  key chain amongst our phone chargers.

I used to be afraid of OUIJA boards, because of what television portrayed them to be. Watching all those kids from Magandang Gabi Bayan get possessed after playing with the board made me so scared to even touch one.

I guess as I grew older, my mindset changed from the supernatural to that of logic and science (I still believe in the supernatural, though… but not that much).

Fear took a backseat to curiosity and I found myself engrossed in horror and ghost stories. The thrill of watching something is very addictive. Yes, I am scared out of my wits when watching, but I can’t stop looking.

I guess, for me fear is a drug.

People you work with can remain just that… no interactions whatsoever about things outside the office cubicle.

When I first started my work in the company I am with right now, I thought to myself, “what if nobody there likes me? Do I have to eat lunch by myself everyday?”

I admit, that going to work isn’t supposed to be a social event. I’m supposed to, well, work… and I’d get paid to do that. So why the apprehension and the stress that what if the people wouldn’t like me? 

It’s hard moving on a daily basis with mundane tasks and an overload of information, especially without social contact. Imagine working from 9 to 5 without having anyone to talk to, or eat lunch with, or go home with.

I’d go crazy.

Friends make everything seem lighter than they really are. Admittedly, the thing that keeps me going everyday are the people I work with. When you ask me the question, “Why are you working here?” My answer would be, “Because my friends are here.”

I go to work not just for money… but because I have people I want to see, laughs I want to share, and memories I want to create and keep.

Luckily, after a year, I found friends that might just be for keeps. 

And… I’m back.

It seems forever since my last self portrait! I’ve been too busy the past few months to set up the tripod and the camera and pose in front of it.

I am super excited about my career change in the company I work for. After a year in After sales and documentation, I am transferred to Public Relations. Yay! Now I don’t have to leave my friends and colleagues (who I’ve grown pretty much attached to. Aso lang?) 

Anyway, I’ve been sleeping in my room for the past few weeks now… and it feels weird somewhat because I’m not used to being alone in a room! The privacy is great, though. I’ll take a photo of the room once I fully set it up. There are few loose ends, like my magazines that I need organizing, and the closet that’s falling apart.

Before, accessing the internet meant having to power on three different machines. The monitor, the CPU and the modem. Pretty tedious by today’s standards. 

When we finally decided to go wireless, it opened up lots of avenues on checking my social networks. I no longer have to be glued to the computer chair just to see if someone tweeted.

I can check blogs while lying down… imagine doing that with a laptop! It’s become too easy to stay connected that every morning when I wake up, I no longer just check my phone… I check my Twitter, my Facebook and my blog. 

It makes staying connected easier, especially with the boom in the social networking scene.