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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"You're mean. And you are hearing mass every week."
"Well, don't be surprised if I tell you that I kill people, too. And that is why I go to church every time I have a chance. I am a sinner."

Of course we were kidding in that conversation. But yes, part of it was true. Oopps. Not the killing part. Pardon me for that bad joke. But yes, I am mean and I could be rude to people sometimes. I curse. I use the word hate and I could be a heartless biatch if I want to. And what I said was true, I am not a perfect person, I often call myself a "work in progress" and I needed all the help that I could get. That is why I keep my faith and I stay loyal to what I believe in-- that He could change me and make me a better person. And I need a lot of things to be reminded of that. Everyone should be reminded at all times. No matter how we think we are all good and perfect.

I am still on a journey and I want to have some things that could help me remember that I can never do anything without Him.

So I am setting up my altar. I don't own a room but I am setting up my own altar. Now I have some candles (both the battery-operated ones and the real votive candles). I don't like an unlit altar. C found me some old tiny statue while waiting for my crucifix (I ordered it online). Flowers. I know I said I don't like getting flowers, but I am going to buy tiny flowers, soon; once my crucifix arrives. Now, send me all the flowers. I can't wait for it to arrive.

I am creating another comfort zone.

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