My white flag is up, I was beaten by stress. The past few weeks has been a roller coster ride. My friends from abroad arrived all at the same week and I have to spend time with them. Moreover, I have a presentation and a program to prepare for Bagiuo. We arrived in bagiuo last thursday at 11 in the evening. My colleages wanted to have a drink so we did, we finished drinking around 5 in the morning and I was the one who drove the car back to the hotel because everyone was so wasted. I have to wake up around 7 AM because I have to download a presentation, I rushed at the coffee shop at the lobby and downloaded the file and went to the organizing committee to have it printed and duplicate 200 copies. I had a quick nap ... 30 mins to be exact and woke up again because our Swiss Boss was arriving at 11 in the morning. After that, we had lunch, briefing and went to the presentation. The program ended 8 in the evening. We had dinner and they wanted to drink again. I said I will just get something in the hotel room and they should go to the bar. I didn't go ... hahaha I was so tired. I woke up 5 am saturday and my roomate was all wasted. He smell like alcohol and was doing the suplex to wake me up. I didn't mind him and continued with my sleep. Then 7 in the morning one of my roomate was already awake he said he was going to good shepperd. I just washed my face and we got a cab. We got back around 10 am, everyone was awake. We had breakfast and check out of the hotel. We went around bagiuo to "enjoy" and shop for pasalubongs. We finished by 4 in the afternoon and went back to Manila. We arrived around 11 in the evening and I was scheduled to go to Malate to meet up with friends. I ask my Brother to bring me clothes and I just change in the Car. Took a Cab and went to malate and partied till 4 in the morning. I feel that my body is gonna collapse. I went home and slept from 3 to 8 in the evening. Then i got a text, invitation for a videoke ... I left for manila around 12 in the evening, sang till 3 and went home. I slept again the whole day. I looked in the mirror and I have pimples ... many ... major break out! grrrr. I felt ugly.
I transferred the photos I took in bagiuo, quick photos just to prove that I was really in bagiuo. I hated it. All this stress was reflecting in my face. What's more is that I was gaining weight. I was so stress that I was eating. I have to take control. Battle stress and be gorgeous. I am re-energizing for the next battle.
