Musings…

Oh…I suppose the fact that I am still writing this blog today marks the fact that I’m still alive from yesterday’s nightmare presentation. It went well but I used up all my marketing tricks in the bag, so to speak. I hid behind the “It’s similar to Coenzyme Q-10, only better” phrase. Since Coenzyme Q-10 was a hit and a trend a short while back, and anyone who’s not been out of Earth’s atmosphere would have at least heard of it even if they didn’t know what it was, I gathered it was the best way of putting it forth. But no, don’t dismiss me as a typical talk crap-singsong sales person. I promise I’ll do my study a week in advance before a critical meeting next time! Aihh, anyway…life goes on. A piece of good news though…my car’s ready! At last! At long last! I’ll be getting it by the end of this week. Pheeeww…

            Still, I’m mildly depressed that I’d have to be parting with my little bug anytime soon. Well, Jess once told me aeons ago when I was nursing a broken heart that you’ve got to let go of the old one in order for a newer (and better) one to enter. I suppose that applies here as well…oh, but still. Sigh. I was driving around today, and realized that I took for granted how easy it was for me to weave here and there and everywhere with the bug. And parking was a breeze…cannot find a space, just slide into whichever hole that is big enough. Chances are most cars can’t fit in, so spaces like that are easy to find.

            Also, my bug’s been with me through one of the most trying times of my life, especially because I am prone to driving around aimlessly when my mind’s all messed up. Damn, I’ve practically had my heart broken and mended inside that car! And it’s pretty much marked my working life so far…since the reason why I got it in the first place was to get to work. I’m suddenly misty and nostalgic…look how far I’ve come from those days when I first embarked on my career. Poor bug got me to work on time rain or shine for my first serious job as a chemist in an acid factory. And then poor bug saw me leap to a better company, subsequently. Twice. From a systems analyst in ExxonMobil, to where I am now, a technical manager in Nardev Chemie. From my days of scrimping every single sen to spending lavishly the way I do now, it was with me. Ahh…we’ve got a bond somehow, my bug and I. And god I would miss it so. Despite it failing on me on a number of occasions, despite me wishing for so many times that I’d soon get a better car, despite me working my a$$ off for that, nothing will ever change that emotional attachment.

            Come to think of it, doesn’t it all apply to life as well? Why do I never treasure my bug when it was all I had sometime back? Because the grass is always greener on the other side, isn’t it? Because we’re never contented with what we have until we are on the verge of losing it. Because as a human being, we take for granted the things that are within our grasps, and we never see the beauty in them until they’re gone. Food for thought isn’t it? I’m sure every one of us has committed that at certain points of their lives. So everybody, go back and pat those old faithful things that you have taken for granted all these while and tell them you love them before it is too late, be it your rickety car, your dinosaur computer, or your trusty old underwear that has seen you through better times. *wink*wink*

            Ok, I’ll cut my sentimental nonsense right about now. Oh, speaking of Jess, thanks for sending me that Britney Spears song…didn’t know that it could provoke such deep pondering until I listened to the lyrics very carefully. God’s whole plan huh? Makes me wonder what God had in store for me when he piled all those obstacles my way. Thought I’d share it here:

Someday I Will Understand

Nothing seems to be the way
That it used to
Everything seems shallow
God give me truth,
In me,
And tell me somebody’s watching
Over me,
And that is all I’m praying is that

Someday I will understand
In God’s whole plan
And what He’s done to me
Oh but maybe someday I will breathe
And I’ll finally see
I’ll see it all in my baby

Don’t you run too fast my dear
Why don’t you stop?
stop and listen to your tears
They’re all you’ve got
It’s in you
You see somebody’s watching
Over you
And that is all I’m praying is that

Someday you will understand
In God’s whole plan
And what He does to you
Oh but maybe someday you will breathe
And you’ll finally see
You’ll see it all in your baby
You’ll see it all in your baby

No moment, will be more true
than the moment, I look at you

It’s in you
You see somebody’s watching
Over you
And that is all I’m praying is that someday
You will understand
In Gods whole plan
And what he does to you
Oh but baby
Someday you will breathe
And you’ll finally see
You’ll see it all in your baby

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