this month, well, last week, we didn’t really get to celebrate our monthsary. we did have a winner celebration on our 24th month. since we didn’t get to celebrate our first year physically together, we waited for 2 years before counting the years more importantly than the months. numbers, the bigger numbers seem to make the celebration less remarkable.
april was also about many more things—trip to bicol; the lenten season ending, holy week, easter starting, and the choir activities with that; cv420; some drama in SMC; a new workplace at the office; getting really closer to the finish line with my project; and geekery, finally getting to transfer sli-pc to the nvidia chassis.
bicol was relaxing. it’s actually great how neither mhae nor i got ill afterwards.
holy week was spiritually uplifting. i think it was a success. mhae collapsed during the easter vigil but thankfully recovered quickly that same night. i think it was another memory to hold to remind me of God’s hand caring for me and my loved ones despite my many offenses.
cv420 was simply awesome. oh, and i think it got me to get more instagrammy.
drama in the choir started to happen again but is getting resolved, hopefully. i feel like i’m getting old for teen flick stuff.
the workplace is getting more worky towards the hopeful conclusion of the batasan project. r.v.mitra’s done but also is bianca’s time with the company. i’m quite affected. it’s an end of an era. well, i’m welcoming that in a new cubicle. i think it’s working for me much better than my workplace for 5(?) years has been for the past couple of years. oh, i’m turning 7 at the office on saturday.
migraine hit me the other day after a long time. it was bittersweet once again, being nursed by mhae, this time. i am forever thankful for the times my mother and father put up with me when i had migraines before. it feels like a call to get back into shape, though.
last weekend, two recent popes, one who was the pope i first knew, saint john paul the great, and saint john XXIII. they were popes of our time. i seem to continue to have mishaps in my road to be a saint. i pray, someday, with all these that happen in my life, the good and the bad, i may look back with enough satisfaction that after all these turned pages, i have finally achieved my goal.
