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 feel really sad whenever I don't get to do everything that I wanted to do on days that I am off from work, which is, on Saturdays only, by the way. I have said before that I have given up playing badminton for working out in a gym soon but apparently, there will be no time for me to hit the gym now that I have started making cards. Well, I guess making cards gives me the same "high" as working out, that is, when I get to finish something in one day. But today I can't show you any finished product; meaning, I feel sad. Really.

I spent the morning starting with this one card for a client but I had to start cooking at noon; mass in the afternoon; dinner and a little get-together after that. And that's it. That's how my Saturday was. No card. Sad. I had to console myself by visiting Michael's (I wonder if they carry any scott kay jewelry) and C bought me a score board, flocking powders, glitter tray, and glue pad.

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