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September 9 :  DAY 1

       Today is an auspicious day for me.  I've just made a monumental decision! I'm starting this notebook ( as in a diary), to pass the time and fend off hellish boredom, a stiff neck, an achy head and upper back from staring into this computer and doing nothing else. There are bright good days and there are hapless bad days - I have them in equal portions; and there are even days when everything looks rosy I want to hug somebody; and days when thoughts so morbid as my mortality ( it is for me) go round and round like taunting spirals in my head.

       For starters, gotta let you in on this: I've actually begun calibrating - or celebrating - my days on a scale of 1 to 10; 10 being the positive peak, translating into a " perfect day. "  ( Have I ever had that in the last 5 years?)

       I don't know if this is tragical - psychologically or clinically, or if this puts people off, but it kind of allows me to take control of myself, like the feeling I get when I'm selling things and sticking a price tag on them. There simply are things that don't make sense to others, but rating my days with my own personal scale does make sense to me, at this time when some of my life cords go snapping like they're beseiged by a force stronger than they'd ever known.

       I believe that perfect and imperfect days - and their variant degrees - are factored by what goes on inside our minds and bodies as much as what goes on around us.  Which means in this page, I'll be jolly justifying or illuminating on my every day : why I feel lucky to have a 9, or how come it has plunged to 3.

       Hey, it's a nice day today. Got a 6.5 on my feel scale this morning, and I hope it'll climb a little higher instead of slump as the day wears on. Meanwhile, keep your faith.  I'm keeping mine. It's just day one, remember?

         

September  10 :  DAY 2

         Went back to the apartment after work at 5 yesterday, as usual in a taxicab, pleased that my 6.5 didn't go down one bit.  Just stayed there.  I'm not in the habit of handing tips to taxi drivers, but this driver managed to get some extra baht from me because he said he had run out of loose change. 

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       Been kind of uppity about the EMS package Katrina and I sent to Ali Van last Sept. 1, which hasn't been received yet as of today.  To think that the EMS pamphlet boasts a delivery time of 2 to 5 days only from Bangkok to Manila. It's now the 9th day - so how come?  I've been so anxious for Ali Van to get it fast so that he could start wearing the ( 10 ) nice polo shirts and matching neckties ( all in that little box ) to his new office, Maersk Filipinas at PBCom Tower in Makati, where he is training as an accountant. The items are meant to be 'lucky break' gifts for the office newie.  The first son has finally made his "walk-over" to the mainstream.  This Momma's in bliss.

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      Twelve noon ( after my class ) saw me skitter away to Central Shopping Mall for a quick lunch of chicken wings, a glass of cold but iceless coffee, and a small pack of french fries. This while watching an Oriflame promo show infront of my table at KFC. I needed to relax while eating, to ease my tummy which has always been tension-prone. I believe it's a 7 today. Got a little secret to tell..but tomorrow na!