Trip for Two

My former boss from City of Seattle and I were having a conversation over e-mail today. When I told her about my plans to finally get out of Seattle and travel the world, she said, "Do it now! Don't be like me, 50 years old, kid in college, and lots of debt without seeing the world first!"

Call me Tae-Young, but I've always daydreamed of packing a suitcase, living in some small apartment in a foreign country, and working as a waitress at a restaurant, not minding that I'm only making minimum wage because the experience is simply priceless. Maybe I'm just a wimp so I haven't done it, but I think my cousin said it best in an e-mail last week: "Because lots of times, you just want to share experiences with someone else who'll appreciate it as much as you do."

Amen. When I ooh and ahh at everything, I want someone next to me doing the same thing. When I'm 60, I want to be able to reminisce "the crazy things I did when I was in my 20s" with someone else, you know? Or at the very least, I want someone there whom I can run to when reality catches up with my idealism and I have no money left to pay for that small apartment in a foreign country. HeHe.

Party of One

My guess is 90% of my second grade class is now married, engaged, or attached based on what Zara told me via e-mail. Who will be at her wedding this summer? "Mayie and fiancee, Carmela and husband, Leslie and husband, Anna Luz and bf, Eloisa and bf, Lucy Ann and bf." I wonder when my name will have "and bf" attached to it on a list.

Bitter? Not really. Nagpapaawa/nagpaparinig lang ulit. HeHe. Let's see, I've been a flower girl, usherette twice, and cord sponsor so far in weddings. With a few more roles, I'll be an expert about every role in a wedding entourage. I can start my own business as an emergency entourage replacement!

And based on this article, I might as well. Why not make a fortune by being single, right?

I swear, was I asleep when God asked every single woman in this world whether she wanted a career or a love life? Did He automatically assign "career" to my name? Can I change it? Please? ;P

Arigato

In an e-mail...

Congratulations, you have been selected to advance to the interview stage of the 2005 Japan Exchange & Teaching Program. ALT interviews in Seattle will be held Monday, Feb.14 - Thursday, Feb. 17, 2005.

So all this time, I've been opening our mailbox, thinking that the good news will come from there. I should've known that the Japanese are too technology-savvy for that kind of thing. HeHe.

Age Difference

"You're the only reason I come into the office. You're so much fun to talk to."

L and I were having another bonding moment while we had the office to ourselves today. I swear, it's like a two-person support group. It's nice to be appreciated. It's nice to know that you somehow make someone's life easy just by being there. However, why couldn't these people who love me be boys men, or at least people my age?

L and I are twelve years apart. One of my former bosses, who's like twenty years older than me, has invited me over to her house twice in the last year. Pen was amazed that her dad actually talked to me when I was over at their house in November. Ate TJ told me over an e-mail how delighted she was to have found my website because I make her feel young. These are older people, with a spouse and kids, and bills to pay. Number of things in common with me: zero. Yet somehow they love me, they really, really love me (Pen, tell your dad to adopt me already!).

My point is that this situation is not helping me with my social life at all. My social circle nowadays is made up of people who are at least ten years older than me. Granted that yes, I don't do what most twenty-something-year-olds do: I don't drink, smoke, hang-out in bars, etc. But don't I deserve some friends that are my age? Someone please tell me what happened to my life between the time I graduated from college and now. And please tell me that there's hope, that I'll manage to find my way back to the mid-twenties crowd...somewhere...somehow.

The EPIK Begins

Finally! The website has been updated and I can finally apply for this. Their orientation period is on my birthday though. That's not good since I was planning to spend at least that weekend in Manila. Ahh, the sacrifices you have to make in order to see Bae Yong-Joon in the flesh.