Gratitude

I have never anticipated weekends with as much fervor as I do now. When I was in Manila, days melted into each other and I never knew what day it was. Now, there's a jarring difference between days and by the time Friday rolls around, I would be itching to burst through the steel and glass walls of my building.

Work is going well. I'm not that lost anymore and even if I work with a mini-bitch, we get along fairly well. I have to say though, I'm still getting used to how Americans work. They may snap at you and seem bitchy but after ten minutes, once the problem has been resolved, they are all smiles again. MY GOD. Sometimes I feel like saying "Don't smile at me!!! I'm still annoyed!!! Away pa tayo ng konti!" Oh well. The lawyer seems to really like me and wants to train me for more challenging work. Not that what I do isn't challenging because to me, it is plenty challenging. I have to deal with short-tempered people at hospitals, police departments, and insurance companies. I'm on the phone a lot, which is a great learning experience because I have appalling phone behavior. I hem and haw and hesitate too much. And I continually say stupid things! Once, I was talking to one of our clients about how her treatment was going. She was telling me that there was still a lot of pain and she didn't know what to do about it. I said, "Well, I hope the pain dissolves magically away!"

That's what I said. To a really upset and potentially crazy lady. With a hint of cheer, might I add. Shit.

Oh, and the guy in charge of litigations was right behind me. Hurrah. He looked at me all weird and I wanted to peel my skin off, just to have something else to talk about.

Thankfully, the lady thought it was the funniest thing in the world and I was off the hook.

Another stupid moment was when I called the police department and greeted the officer with "Hi, good night." I didn't realize what I had done until the officer whooped with laughter.

So yeah, work's going well.

BJ and I are doing well, too. After more than four months of being together everyday, siguro naman we've gotten used to each other. I have to say, this is a whole new level of the relationship. No, actually, I feel like I'm with a whole new different person.

He is severely more irritable and a million times funnier than I expected.

I wait for him at the bus stop (because he's always late! Gah. It's okay though, just not at winter, if I ever get to stay for that long) and when I see him coming towards me, I still can't hold back a smile at the thought that he really is here, and he really is coming towards me.

I feel L U C K Y.

I feel lucky that my family has been open towards this phase of my life.

I feel lucky that I keep being given all these chances that not everybody gets.

Even if this... this I have doesn't last (I hope it does I pray it will), I'm lucky anyway.