To growing up and feeling young-er

I updated my resume awhile ago.

Previous CV Objective: To excel in Marketing in a progressive, Multinational company
Recent CV Objective: To excel in Marketing in a progressive company without sacrificing my love for beauty and the arts

As I look at a summary of my life in approximately 1-2 pages, I knew then that I am a lot different from who I was about 3 months ago. It's sad, actually, that even if I have the job that I've always wanted, I'd have to sacrifice time with my friends, with alcohol, with cigs, and with everything else that's related to simple, everyday fun. We all have to grow up at one point and I guess this is my time to shine. Or unshine.

It's just so hard to accept sometimes, especially when I'm home at around 6.30 in the evening already. I don't want to grow up that fast. I refuse to. That's why I try to wear as much sleeveless tops as possible now (because I can't at the office). That's why I'm out almost everytime a person invites me to go anywhere, anytime. That's why I'm into art again (Hello, Ces Drilon). That's why I buy cameras. That's why I love hanging out at Cubao X. That's why my Tyler corporate pieces are just inside my cabinet, waiting to be used. I don't want to grow up and be fat and be boring. I want to live, love, and be loved. I want to explore, to experience everything and I will.

With my work, I know I will.

Some say work makes you feel and look older than you actually are. Right now, with my expanding body, I think so too. But I promised myself (yesterday) that I shouldn't just jump in the bandwagon. Come Monday, I'm giving myself a diet diary. No overtimes for me EVER too: time at the office = food. No more batugan blues and hello to exercise.

I have to be ready. I have to ready for my "growing up" come July because I will be handling a brand at that time and ready for my "feeling young-er" come August when I go back to Bacolod! Hello, Wenki!

I can't wait!