My face has been wired to show too much emotion -- all the time, more than what's intended and appropriate.
It follows that for a face to be such a dead give-away, the brain behind it has to be as equally inept in keeping information to itself.
I've been thankful for the tall blue dividers surrounding my work area -- just staying behind them has saved me and others a lot of trouble.
The words I utter and write, however, are a different matter. Haha!
I feel blessed for having just enough facility to express myself, but I feel cursed for my skills in gatekeeping.
Over three decades, and still a work in progress at something so basic. Pur pur pur.
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(an entry from Samahang Walang Sabado...)
I'd love to think that there's always a reason when things don't go as planned. It may not always be better than what's intended, but a good reason nonetheless.
When the much-awaited Puerto Gallera Techies trip failed to launch a few weeks ago despite careful planning, I was ready to believe there's a good reason why we're missing the chance to enjoy a relaxing weekend at the beach before the heart-attack pace of the year begins.
Thanks to the fun-loving souls who refused to let that Friday night pass by without something to make up for the lost Galera getaway, we ended up in Pork Barrel along Kalayaan Avenue.
The place may not have the sun, sand, and sea we long for, but it has good-looking service crew, nice drinking ambiance, and, as far as I know, the cheapest beer in that part of Sikatuna Village.
And for that few moments of transparency, I say the sun, sand, and sea can wait.
I'm sure we'll get that dream getaway, soon. Cheers!
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