My Traffic Life

I am Mae German. 34 years old. Born in Mangatarem, province of Pangasinan. I was taught and trained by Juan Dela Cruz, and I am currently being trained for more by Uncle Sam. Writing since the age of 12. Blogging since 2001. I keep a notebook and a pen in my bag, on my bedside table, and inside the bathroom. Misses a lot. Sometimes even my own voice. Loves to laugh. Sometimes even at myself. I am a work in progress. My ultimate dream is to be a SAHM. That is, if I am bound to have that chance in this lifetime... and I am.

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Don't take my words personally. At times, not even literally. This is my journal. You're my reader. My spectator. Applaud. Yawp. Yawn. Smile. Frown. Rave. Rant. Or not. Neither can I see you from where I am standing nor can I hear you.

This is not my life. Maybe just a part of it. But this is me meandering through life. My emotions fluctuate. My opinion varies. If it's too hot in here and you can't take it, leave. If it's dull and too cold, go somewhere else for warmth. I won't wipe the frown on your brow.

My stories, unless stated otherwise, are mostly fictional. Fiction could be based on reality. Still, they are fiction. Don't own it. Don't live in it. It is what it is. Leave it.

Watch out for the traffic light. Follow the rules. Cruise.

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I am not running on treadmills and I am not running from anything nor I am pushing anyone away (because there is no one to be pushed away!). *hehe* Ayus!

Seriously, for the record, contrary to some speculations, I am not romantically attached or involved with anyone right now. Sure, having someone is a nice thing (ako pa, eh I am a hopeless romantic, noh?!) and it is so easy for me to say that I am all-ready to dive-in to a relationship. Physically, emotionally/mentally, all-ready but one-- financially. Like what I keep telling people, who would want a liability for a partner? I wouldn't want a liability for a partner. I am sure a lot of you would agree on that.

Hmmm.. there was one but I had to turn the offer down. Too good to be true. And I guess now I can say, I was right not to grab that one. With all that he's planned, he's gone (who knows if it's for good).

Now that's what I am saying, give me a solid ground to step on and I'll stop rowing and get off my boat. But rIght, who can question love when it hits you?

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