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.

My Traffic Rules

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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Him: "Your team won?"
Me: "Yes. We landed on 3rd and 4th."
Him: "But you won your games, right?"
Me: "Yup! Five wins, one loss."
Him: "Your Platinum level players landed on the 4th? or the 3rd?
Me: "Uhh... I am not really sure which level landed on 3rd and which level landed on 4th... hehehe"
Him: "Ahhh... You're gone after your work there in the court is done, right? LOL!"
Me: "Right. I just went there to play. hehehe"

Obviously, I am not missing in action because I am on some luxury vacations . I can't even have a decent vacation anywhere near the city, eh?

Anyway, my normal schedule should be back this June. Our monthly sports fest in the office is over hence my regular WO days should be back to MWF (supposed to be)-- this week is yet another exception (we have games on Wednesday and prolly Sex and the City night with the E!s on Friday-- yup, E!s, you read it right). I could finally wake up late again on Saturdays and do my usual routine on weekends. I could catch up with some of my pending projects, tasks, tags, photo layouts, and yes of course-- digiscrap! Plus it's June and it is time for me to start working on KG's birthday invitation. She's turning four this year. I wish I could do her invites until she reaches sweet 16 (who knows I could get to really witness her celebrate her birthday soon, right?).

It's June.

I have actually no idea what's in store for me this month. And like how I played my games in May and my gym sessions, I will just enjoy every set of it. Forget about muscle pains and enjoy every extreme stretching. I am still in a circuit training until God says I am ready for yet another (a level-higher) training. Oh well, life.

In the meantime, let me forget what month it is now. In two or three months, another game will be over-- a game where I compete with no one but myself, that is.