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Some are insisting that money is a requirement in order to have an affair. Well, I say, not in all cases. There is such a thing as an emotional affair just in case you are not aware. An emotional affair initially starts as an innocent friendship. A little chit chat here and there that could later on result to an exchange of pro-longed emails or text messages. This kind of an affair does not have physical intimacy in the equation, thereby and somehow, taking out the money in the equation as well. Of course, when you want to meet in some clandestine location to do the deed, in cases of affairs involving physical intimacy, you obviously need money for that. The absence of physical intimacy, somehow equates to eliminating the money part as well.

When you are investing in more time and emotional energy that could later on form a strong emotional bond with someone else aside from your spouse, it would no doubt hurt the intimacy that you should be sharing only with your spouse. Read more…

The month of June reminded me of my long, deceased paternal grandmother since it is her birthday month. I do not have a lot, well, thinking bout it now, I would be more honest to say that I do not have fond memories of her, not a single one. Somehow the word grandmother calls to mind only two words: loving and monstrous. The last one being my paternal grandmother. And thank God for my maternal grandmother, I was able to see the good side of having one. I realize that I might hurt my relatives feelings upon writing this down, but I’m just trying to be true in what I write. You can attest to the fact that she never made life any easy for me growing up, so perhaps, you would be able to understand how I feel. It doesn’t mean I never loved her, in fact, all the while I wanted to make her proud of me, but somehow all my efforts are not good enough and I always end up second best to my cousin. Anyway, moving on to the things that I remember about her. Read more…

You Are God by Jam Capistrano of VCF

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The day is about to end in less than an hour and here I am craving for a Starbucks Java chip frap with blended whipped cream. Yes that’s my signature Starbucks drink. For a hot coffee fix, my favorite is a venti cup of Hot White Mocha, quite a sugar rush compared to a macchiato or cappuccino but I won’t have it any other way.

It’s been almost 2 months now since I left the call center industry and of course along with that parting, I likewise have to say goodbye to my coffee fix, not only is it exorbitant now considering our current income capacity, but I wont have a need for it since I can now afford the luxury of sleeping like a regular person. Goodbye to graveyard shift!  But here I am, missing my caffeine fix. Or is it really the coffee that I’m missing? It certainly is not the work, believe me I am so not meant for the call center industry. Perhaps more than that highly fattening, expensive frappuccino, I miss the people I used to work with. I miss the laugh trips and the bashing sessions, yeah I probably miss those people who became my friends.

I miss all of them and though I may not see them all the time (perhaps some I would never see again), I’m grateful for the times I’ve shared with them and the friendship we’ve built (no matter how fleeting), over a cup of coffee.