Divine ramblings

I must say, I have been significantly wrung out these past two weeks.

Call me unlucky, but the past events made me remember the saying "when it rains, it pours." One bad event followed by another. Made me wonder if I broke a mirror, or stepped on a dwarf or didn’t give a change to a beggar or something. Is this karma? Test of faith? Or just plain coincidence?

I’ll just give a few of my unfortunate–err…ness:

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First week
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Eye
I had an eye-infection for a week. Started with a slight pain in my right eye one evening. Went to the company nurses’ office. Prescribed me an antibiotic and a cold compress.
Morning next day, it became worse. Went to my school Infirmary for a check-up. Doctor scolded me for taking antibiotics and cold compress. Should’ve been a HOT compress (so I have been making my problem worse pala leche) She also prescribed me a ointment that costs a whooping 400php. Of course, I didn’t buy it.
Evening, my eye went red. Panic mode.
I was working with my shades on. Had a hard time seeing, of course. I had problems using my computer while working. Not to mention my world suddenly became yellow (tint of my shades).
Wnt back to the infirmary a second time. Got a new prescription. Bought a different (more expensive) ointment and a week-supply of antibiotics, 600 bucks. 200 bucks from medical fees.
… That leads to my next unfortunate event

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Broke
I plot my daily expenses based on my pay for two weeks. And also with the assumption that a certain person who owed me 1000 bucks would pay me back. I didn’t expect that I would have to buy medicine (and pay medical fees). Cost me 800 bucks. Two days off my two week plan.
And that certain person hasn’t payed me back. Three days off.
So basically, I was (and still am - that two-week period will end this Friday) destitute this week.

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Second week (my eyes are fine already)
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School
I fucked up both of my Summer classes on one day.

Monday this week I had a practical exam on my first class and a group report on my second. Hours before my class that morning I was already awake, cramming for my group report. I failed to update my groupmates about it.
One of my groupmates (who was in charge of compiling the report) stayed awake until 2am waiting for me. Goddamit, I was so embarassed and ashamed when I learned of that. I didn’t mean it and I am really sorry for that.
Going back to the first class’s practical exam, I forgot some of my dance steps. Went brain-dead for a long time. What do you call that state? Mind-block ba un? SO that was also fucked up.

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Work

Monday that evening up to Tuesday morning I was at work. I heard news of a possibility that the part-time agents (I’m one of ‘em) will be taken out of the workforce. So this is what it feels like to have a brush with death.
Memories of my time in the company flooded on my mind. Everything that had happened to me and what I’ve done up until now. But my thoughts centered on one matter - the things that I haven’t done. I suddenly felt like I have no time left. There’s still a lot of things I want/have to do.

I have been restricting myself for the longest time because I was afraid of making a mistake. I haven’t taken a risk nor went out of character or protocol. That’s why nothing has happened to me. Nothing lost, nothing gained.
Dammit what a meaningless work life.

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Tuesday morning two more things happened.
First, we were informed that we would be changing computer stations (again!). I loved my present location, I enjoyed talking to my ‘neighbors’ and made a lot of friends there. I’ll really miss that place.
Second. Full details aside, what I can only say is that I was branded something I was not, accused of something I didn’t do, and learned that some of my ‘friends’ has been stabbing me in the back for a long time. Although because of that, some things started to make sense. I am thankful for the things that happened and didn’t happen. I was so suprised, I forgot to be offended. There’s no point of wishing things to be back to what they were.

I certainly learned a lot that day. I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

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So. Was sick. Bad at work, worse I might lose it. Bad at school. Lost some friends (good and bad ones). Not to mention I’m broke.

* "Bad day" song on the background *
I received a text message from one of my frineds around Wednesday this week. It goes something like "There are no ‘bad days’ … only ‘bad moments’ that people choose to nurse all day. Think happy thoughts and make a happy day"

Yea, guess he’s right.

* Just keep swimming~ Just keep swimming~ *

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