The heat is on

And it's burning.

Spent the day under the hot sun with my camera, photographing very old churches with photography classmates. Yey! A year ago I was saddened that I was so alone in this hobby and I have no one to ask about my pictures except the Muslim and the people I meet in Flickr.com and PhotoFriday. I have joined three more photography groups online but work has been sooooooooooo ... that I can't even visit my favorite sites, let alone update my own site. Anyway, this will be a one week-one entry blog again. We will have four trainings scheduled on the next two weeks. I'm sacrificing my computer for the good of ... THE PROGRAM (awe, wonder, EGO LOL!). So I won't be online as much. Maybe I could steal time away from my sister who's been hoarding the internet back home. I don't go online back home. I feel so tired, I could only sit and watch reruns of 24. I don't even have the energy to read.

But since it's burning, I take baths every night. Ahhhhh, thank God for water!

My hair has reached the middle of my back. Which means I have to get a haircut very soon or else, be mistaken as a tianak .

Got to go. (Sings): Burning Burning ... DISCO INFERNO! Burning burning! ...

Soul Patrol

I'm busy. I can't write. But just this ...

Go Taylor! Go Taylor! Go Taylor! GO TAYLOR HICKS!

Thinly

I don't give much thought to blogging anymore. I used to. But I feel I'm into so many things and can't concentrate on just one.

When I started working for this group, I was assigned to payroll and finances because that was my background. I have been doing it ever since but with added responsibilities. I'm really assigned to do research and documentation for programs, for such is what my position calls for. And I do that, too. I've also been assigned administrative tasks since my boss was transferred. I thought, it's not much hassle. But then, I volunteered for graphics and web design because I love doing it it. Now, look at me. I think I'm spreading myself too thin and now, I can't decide on an area of specialty. I know what I want. But there's no position for it. It's just actually an add-on to something more serious. Until I can't decide, I will have to stretch my arms a bit longer. It's just, now, my arms are starting to hurt.

Photography class is getting really enjoyable. The class has now grown to 20 students. We will be having an exhibit and a photography contest by the end of the course. And we will be going out next week to take actual shots of actual subjects. I know I'm too poor to delve into this hobby. But I sooooo like it. Sigh. Why wasn't I born rich? At least just rich enough to afford a better camera and film developing? Hehehe.

I will make do. God provides. With this in mind, I will point and click to all eternity.

to fly or not to fly

Had a long thumb-numbing conversation with the Crow throught text messaging. His cellphone crashed and he lost my number. He can only contact me through my IM name which when offline, is patched through my phone. I refuse to give him my mobile number since he lost it.

He said I love you. I said I love you too. I didn't mean it , of course. Neither did he. There are instances when you can seperate the truth from the half-truths. And be able to distinguish between a half-truth and a downright lie.

Mambobola, he called me. Ditto, I said. Still he insists we meet even just for coffee.

Since I don't belong to anybody, I know I could fool around whenever I want. I can. But I won't.

Tempting. But no.

Alone again ... naturally

After several weeks of slaving over 3 different webpages, I decided to slack off and stop thinking. Hehehe. Problem is, I can't seem to. Been spending all my freetime playing scrabble and putting together jigsaw puzzles. Having been totally isolated from the free world because of that damn website, I say it's time to totally isolate myself by playing scrabble. Hehehe. I love my peace. I love my aloneness. There are silences that are worth basking on for hours.

Of course, the socialization has not stopped. Have managed to meet friends for dinner, breakfast or coffee when mood calls for it. I will be at Citrus on Monday celebratinga dear old friend's 38th birthday. I've satisfied the urge for Afrique's delightful pizza last Friday. And breakfast to chat about lovelife over pancakes. Still, even with the company of friends, I somehow still feel loneliness. Loneliness which I somehow manage to forget when I'm alone. Strange.

On a lighter note, photography class started last Saturday. We have about 15 students in class, a third of them belong to my age group which is not so bad. Our youngest is in 5th grade, apparently forced to spend summer classes with a bunch of oldies. But who knows, he might enjoy it while learning a thing or two. I'm excited. We will have a photo contest at the end of the course. I had two opportunities for photo challenges this summer that can actually win me some cash. But I didn't submit any entry. I am still very unsure about what I'm capable of. Regrets. I really hate regrets.

By the way, been visited again by ghosts from boyfriends past. Four of them left me messages, asking me why I've been silent. I stayed silent. :) Let them wonder a wee bit longer.