SEASONS OF LOVE (From Rent the Play)
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty-five thousand moments so dear
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure -- measure a year?
In daylights -- In sunsets
In midnights -- In cups of coffee
In inches -- In miles
In laughter -- In strife
In -- Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure a year in the life?
How about love?
How about love?
How about love?
Measure in love
Seasons of love
Seasons of love
SOLOIST #1
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Journeys to plan
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure the life
Of a woman or a man?
SOLOIST #2
In truths that she learned
Or in times that he cried
In bridges he burned
Or the way that she died
ALL
It's time now - to sing out
Tho' the story never ends
Let's celebrate
Remember a year in the life of friends
Remember the love
Remember the love
Remember the love
Measure in love
SOLOIST #1
Measure, measure your life in love
Seasons of love ...
Seasons of love

It is so weird to be in a position to say that I am lucky to still enjoy life and its surprises. December 2 of 2005, 5:20 in the afternoon right at traffic hour I had a life changing experience. Yup you guessed it I got into a car accident and my car was a total wreck. Come to think of it I have been surprised myself since I did not know what happened to me and it took me a good minute to realize that I needed to get out of my car. Smoke was everywhere and the powder from the airbag has burned most portions of my face. For sure, the pictorials for a Christmas family picture will have to do without me. When I finally stepped out of my car I was in shock cause I just expected a big but not too big of a dent in the front. I went in front of my car and saw that it has smashed most of the front part then I realized that I am in deep shit. My body started to react when the realization of what happened soon sinked in. My knees went week and my face burned like hell. I had the closest Angelina Jolie look that I could have since my lips was swollen up like a big red apple. I had a gotti like figure on my chin from having scratches of the air bag. Happiness filled me when I knew that I was still okay limping but still able to walk. Then regret and pity from seeing that I would not have a car. The questions in my mind is like, how the hell will I go anywhere now or I guess my parking will forever be free. Then thankful that my face is not a complete loss and all limbs are still attached. Then back to self pity and then finally went out drinking with friends and now I am fine. Of course I did not drink since I am rolling on vicodine. I guess my most unforgettable year is 2005 where all possible emotions have been shown and acted by me. The new year better bring some good shit cause I for once is sick and tired to be the victim and wants to be the heroine.

Yup I am abusing work resources cause I have updated my friendster and eblog using my office computer. Since I have the hole in the wall cubicle, no one really comes unless getting stuff off the printer. It is funny how I go through just to pretend to be working. I think pretending to work is harder than actually working. My boss is really cool. She knows whats up with me which is a bad and good thing at the same time. Sometimes she is the one who gives me an idea on how to pretend to be working cause the other people seem to be watching us very closesly especially when she is not here. My company consist of 85% estrogen which means lines and lines in the bathroom after lunch. Avon catalogs pass through all the time together with those fund raisers from their kids. I like those fund raisers catalogs they have pretty good stuff like scented candles and almond rocas.