the tiny worm

do not be afraid worm Jacob.. Isaiah 41:14

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last night's shift wore me out, with more numbers and tasks at hand, i grew weary and did what i only know best how- to cry in frustration..it has been 2 days that i repeatedly told Him that i was scared.. yknow how it feels like growing up in a chinese school and suddenly gets thrown into an all girls catholic school and then to a coed, again catholic school, then to the ateneo? how small a worm are you? you'll be easily crushed and bruised..that was last night.. my whining disposition swallowed and overwhelmed me, add up the fact that i skipped lunch & lacked sleep.. my only consolation was that i know that it's not only me who is tired..i've joy who tries to figure out hotels and cars and who windup in tears and ran home to cebu over the weekend to sleep, i've bryan who knows inkjet & runs this account even without a manager's title attached to his name, i have czarina who would make a pink and purple excel tracker and figure out anand's concall..and i have a whole floor of twenty somethings who stay up at night fixing people's printers..

shame on me if i ever start complaining ever again..

3 nights to bantayan!!

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+squish+

 

that's bryan, czar, et moi.. today..color me relieved..ü 5/16/2007