Well Hello There, Febby!
February 1, 2008When I posted that Maja Salvador entry this morning, was shocked upon seeing the displayed date under its title; it reads FEB-RU-ARY-ONE.
Yes, Janina, January’s over!!! So what?
My oh my! Time flies!
You see, I am a not-so-proud bummer since late October last year. And from then on, current day and date have turned insignificant in my life. My family and friends can occasionally hear me ask, "Ano na nang araw ngayon?!" or see me freak out while shouting, "Anong date na, anong date na? Ay puchay, birthday ni (kahit na anong name) kahapon!!! Hindi ko nabati!" (FYI: Eventhough this kind of incident happens, I still don’t rely on my phone calendar features. I DON’T SAVE BIRTHDAY REMINDERS. So if you receive a call, message, or web comments from me, greeting you on your special day, well, that only means you are special and appreciated.*wink*)
Anyway, so here comes February. What is up with me? Nothing. Still nothing. I am yet convincing myself, "try to get into the call center industry, you flimsy little bummer!" just so to have work. Well… We will see. 
By the way, May called this afternoon and shared her mishaps that took place these past two days. The funny thing is, I just had my usual afternoon kamustahan slash chismisan telebabad with her the other day and while we were on the phone, she sounds so happy and overwhelmed by some new things. But, because of some of life’s incongruity, right after that phone call, series of bad news came, and left her somewhat crushed. Oh, back to the May’s-call-this-afternoon topic. She let me know that she’s kind of excited for my birthday, which is coming next week. Then I told her that I don’t feel the same thing because it’s like there is nothing to celebrate since I feel somehow bad about being futile worthless bummer. Being a co-bummer herself, she confirmed my drama and even testified, "oo ngaaaaaaa… it is like we are merely existing." Wow, we’ve been "merely existing" for almost four months now.
So, time does really fly. It fleets, just like commuters in MRT stations on rush hours.
I wanna be Maja Salvador.
Late last year, she was a contestant on Deal Or No Deal.
On that episode, she chose the briefcase which contained the highest price of three million pesos.
What a very lucky girl!
Only, she was too feeble to go for her chosen briefcase, and accepted the banker’s offer instead.
She only won 800K; a little more than half of half of what was destined for her.
But hey, it wasn’t that bad. 800K is 800K.
After the game, she admitted that she asked for a sign on the 3M whereabouts, and funnily, got what she had asked.
What a damned shame!
That mortal asked God whatever she wanted to know, and she just treated it as unworthy of regard.
Excellent.
The other night, I happened to catch Wheel of Fortune. (The game show which replaced Deal Or No Deal.)
And there was that
Out of three players, she was the one who gained the highest money.
About 120,000, I guess. Not that sure.
"She still has that luck," I thought.
Then, jackpot round took place.
This time, the prize wasn’t solely based on her decisions.
She had to spin the little wheel of prizes.
After she did, she chose several letters to help her with her mystery word.
Surprise, surprise!
She had the right letters, and then knew the mystery word right after seven milliseconds.
And surprise, surprise again, a brand new SUV was what the little wheel gave her.
Once more, after the game, she had a little story to tell.
She said, she jokingly told Him that she likes to have the SUV instead of the million or two, and all other prizes.
Wow.
That girl!
