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"From now on, everyday will be the most important day." Hi! The name is Angela. Born on 10191988; existing (and living) for 21 years (and counting). Only daughter. Graduate of UST BSCS '09. Currently working (and wasting my once productive life) in night shift to sustain her luxurious life. Plans to mature on February 2010. Addicted to Web. A licensed driver. In a relationship since 122108. Loves my circle of friends. Loves sweets. Sentimental. Slim, long-legged with fair complexion. Wants to edit her life. So help me God.

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I am already on the 58th page of the Confessions of a Shopaholic -- a book for impulsive buyers like Becky Bloomwood and ME. :)) I sooo love it. But tonight's my off. So I'll be reading that again on Thursday night. Can't wait. :P (Why can't I just download an eBook here in my laptop? Pft. HAHA.)

I almost got late last night! I fingerscanned at 9:55PM. Oh c'mon. Less than 5 minutes to pull up my tools. I had to run... on high heels. HAHA! :)) Good thing my tools were in "good mood" last night. Haha. Of all the days to experience heavy traffic in Ortigas, why last night, when I left home at 8:50PM? Malas. Well, at least I wasn't late. :D I don't want to break my record. They're having a good professional impression towards me. (Unlike in college, define tardiness? Angela Solomon. Haha.)

Lady Gaga had her concert last night at The Big Dome. I've seen the poster in the MRT Cubao Station about it. You know what, she's the worst-dressed woman I've ever seen. Curt and I have been looking at her pictures in E! Online and for some reasons, we react violently. But I love some of her songs. One of that is Wonderful. (I remember Ishee. I knew this song from her Multiply page.) Well, I once liked Just Dance and Poker Face. (I miss Grace.) These songs somehow made me groove. \:D/

I wonder why I have no records that I went to work on the 1st of August. I want to eat 'em alive. Err. I hope this won't affect the grades in my scorecard. Good thing I'm meeting all the metrics. Nothing too much to worry about. My TL barged twice with me. She's nice. She's way BETTER than Danise. Haha. I remember Danise used to eat me alive during my Nesting period -- when I didn't know anything yet and she's expecting I knew everything already. And now, everytime I see her on the floor, she tells me she misses me. (I just love her because she keeps on calling me "Ganda". HAHAHA!) Should I be sad because she's not my teammate anymore? Or happy because she's not my SME (Subject-matter expert) anymore? :)) OMG. Peace, Danise. HAHA. Love you. :D

One of the clients of eTelecare visited the floor during my shift. He's a Black American. Literally. Haha. I didn't see him closely. I should've brought a pen and paper for his signature. (Oops, paperless environment. HAHA.) I'd better see Michael. He's our QA Manager. And the coolest QA Manager I've ever known! ;)

I had my last call at 6:57AM. Tsss. 3 minutes before I log out. What's worse is: Last call = sup call. (A call escalated to the supervisor.) X_X He was actually not irate. As well as my TL. Haha. The call finished at 7:30AM. That's why I had the chance to be with Angelbert up to the MRT Shaw Station. I missed him. :] Jude, Connie and I are missing him. We haven't been together for ages. (OA.)

I want to meet Bob Ong in person.

What do I still want to share? Hmmm.

I'm sleepy. A bit. But I have to sleep. Because I'm going to the clinic to accompany my mom at 2:30PM and I'm going to meet PJ in SM Marikina at 7PM.

Lovin' my new team. And teammates.

I've been waiting for the results of my Holter Monitoring stuff for a long time now. I wonder why Miss Lala hasn't messaged me yet. The results of exams (Chest Xray and 2-D Echo) were normal. I concluded the ECG results just wanted to make me feel nervous. It succeeded. And I almost had an actual heart attack because of that. Err. Anyway, results were normal. Nothing to worry about. :D

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