9:10am – beep beep. my mother asked if she could send someone to deliver my dad’s meds. finally, she’s alive…i’ve thought…eoc
10:42am – day 6 of our project implementation and i’m slowly picking up the pace. now i’m able to interact well with our consultants and clients. but wait! there’s more! – i’ve solved a couple of problems – big ones. haha. i think i’m almost (yes, almost) back to my usual self. thanks to my daily med and my positive attitude. seriously, an apple a day is seven apples a week 
12:15pm – i’m anxiously waiting for my brand new laptop. it’s like ages already. i find it hard to understand why an ordered item, tagged as urgent, would come in 2 weeks late??? dear supplier, speed up the delivery please? i’ve got tons of paperworks waiting to be done here. (hmm what about shooting an angry memo at our purchaser)
1:34pm – it took me less than 10 seconds to fill up my application form for my company’s 20th anniversary fun run event. i’m running 20-k this time with full conviction to finish it notwithstanding that little pain on my left rib cage. so help me God.
2:01pm – i think God wants me to run…i just received a text message from gintherese, my churchmate, about the lineup for the upcoming concert at brokenshire college gym and due to limited band size they’ve chosen jun to work on the keyboard. the concert is on feb. 18, saturday – the same day i’ll do a 20-km run.
2:59pm – why i’m thinkin’ about a pitcher of kopi luwak right now???
3:21pm – spent 30 minutes over the phone with my on-call developer. we’re fixing a stupid (if i may say so because it keeps on coming back, ugh!) syntax error on SAP B1 custom app.
4:23pm – i feel like weekend’s coming already. why’s that?
4:30pm – verse of the day, (NIV) Psalm 86:5 - You, Lord, are forgiving and good, abounding in love to all who call to You. i’m thinking hard right now…wishing i have the innocence of a 5-year-old boy.
4:55pm – three-in-one coffee must i drink. listening to a track from ne-yo.
5:16pm – caught myself staring blankly at the wall on my right. oh no! PTSD attack.
5:43pm – i think my laptop will be delivered tomorrow. maybe our supplier will run out of excuses already.
