Just before hitting the sheets last night, this shocking news caught my attention:
Photo taken from CBS News website. Read the story here.
At first, I was caught up in disbelief thinking that the death of Cory Monteith (or as everyone knew to be Finn Hudson from Glee) was probably just a hoax. But this morning, this, just like a wildfire is all over the news.
Sadly, it's not a joke, but a painful, surprising truth. And I am at a loss for words. He's only 31; he might have achieved a lot more than what he has on his plate today. His career and life shows promise if not for the unexpected arrival of the inevitable, and the cause of which is yet to be identified.
It just makes me think and I couldn't help but ask: I'm 28 now. Does time really drift away this fast? Sometimes, I wish I just knew the answer.
It's another Sunday and likewise, today's another work-free (or should I say training-free) day for me. Back home, my PC still isn't working, thus I am tinkering this from another location. I am hoping that it will be functional once I get home later, after my brother, J decided to have it repaired by someone else (I can't find an IT expert do it anyway).
So, what is new? Save aside the internet-less life at home,( but thanks to the computer kiosk we have at the office, I am still able to check out my updates on Facebook during lunch breaks at 2:30 am), I am doing fine with it. Just before the week ended, I was able to catch Richard Poon perform at the venue just ten minutes from the office. I am now on my fourth training week at work (if I am not mistaken) and my body was able to adapt with the 10pm-7am schedule which has been running for that duration. Some people though find it weird that we call our recess at 2:30 am as lunch break. I've been so used to it, I was able to beat Mercury Drug with their slogan Gising 24 Oras -- because yesterday I was up for like 26 straight hours.
I made it that way because lately, I have been sleeping in excess especially during weekends, like up to 13 hours like I've been on a sleeping marathon. I used the whole Saturday for errands including a consultation with the doctor to have my grandmother's tests interpreted since she can't make it, her being 90 years old.
The afternoon was spent with me checking out Sta. Lucia East mall to scout for the ideal unisex gift for the company's Christmas Party on Friday. I luckily found one and just before lunch today, I already had it wrapped complete with a bow.
I am also catching up with the other things, from browsing the newspapers to watching TV. My grandmother and I share the same sentiment when she remarked that it's been a long time since she had seen newspapers, broadsheets in particular, at home (thank you Jollibee for that complimentary copy of Philippine Star this morning).
Tonight, I am off to catch the episode A Very Glee Christmas of the TV show Glee. I'm quite in an LSS mode with one of the songs they performed, and I'm actually playing it right now.
Finally! The three-month long wait was over with yesterday's premiere of Glee's second season. I don't regret having waited this long, and of course one of the reasons (aside from seeing Rachel and Finn back on the screen) was Charice's performance.
While I've been a Gleek for sometime now, I guess there's going to be another Gleek in the making in the household -- my mom. She too was asking me of the whole program yesterday; from the airing to the duration of the program. And likewise she too was happy seeing Charice on the show.
Quoting Lea Michele's statement, "because you were from the Philippines where it's sunny everyday", I'd like to say that despite the chaos the country has been through lately, Charice's performance and participation on such a famous show as Glee is giving the country due justice and a huge pride.
Indeed, there are lots of good reasons to invite the sunshine in!
I'm a 30-something Millennial Tita from the Art Capital of the Philippines and I express what's on my mind (may it be a good experience or otherwise) through writing. Feel free to explore the fragments of my mind which you can find in this blog.
Oh and forget the formalities. You can call me Glaiza!
