Graveyard

Our side of the office floor has never been this silent.
It appears like graveyard since the other group has packed their things and moved a floor down.
I'm posting at a desk bordering the support group which team members are my friends and the group I belong.
My stay in the office is kinda melancholic. But I'm not depressed.
I would have not opened my mouth today if it weren't for my teammate who kept on popping behind my back. This tranny loves to stand by the window and to look at everything that moves outside.
'Guess I miss the looney troop.
Are you reading this guys? I am not gonna admit it in person though. Hahaha.
See you around!

Gloomy

Other than my teammates, I am friends with other team members whose workstations are just a divider away.
I'm actually considered as part of their click being invited in birthday celebrations or gimmicks.
Sssshhhh, my teammates don't have social lives. Hahaha. That I understand because they've got their own families In other words, I'm the only one remaining single.
I learned from them that they are finally moving down to the sixth floor on April 8th. Their team is not part of our core because we are frontliners and they belong to the support group.
For a while, it did not sink in until today and I'm in the denial stage by telling them in a jokingly manner: It's okay, now I can finally meet my quota.

Puerto Galera here I come!

While I have been to different vacation spots here in the Philippines, I have not gotten to Puerto Galera yet. Shame because it's just within the Island.
Remember our Christmas Party winning performance?

Our monetary reward will be spent for our victory party this weekend in Puerto Galera.
Twenty percent of the prize was donated to charity. They did the same last year.
Bless our group for this kindness.
We are set to meet at 3:00 AM, yeah baby!, 3:00 AM at a bus station in Manila for a 3 hour land commute to Batangas Port. There, we'll take a Supercat to the heart Puerto Galera. The boat ride will take about 1 hour and 30 minutes. Okay, it just occurred to me right now, the first and last time I boarded Supercat from Tagbilaran to Bohol, I felt nauseous.
I'm see sick for crying out loud!
There's no turning back.
I don't know.
Que sera, sera.
I just want to be there and celebrate with the champions.

p.s. I think I won't be able to sleep. It's nearly 10:00 PM and I have yet to pack my things.
I'm a heavy packer, I must tell.

p.p.s. I'll be away from my PC for the weekend, Hope you'll miss me = )