Hi everyone! It’s been a while since I have last posted. Been so busy lately and hope everyone’s doing well! (Chos! This opening is not so me LOL).
Work had taken up my life for the last few weeks, and I went back to drinking coffee to keep me awake. Sometimes even though I am fully awake, I just need a little kick to get started.
So I’m gonna share my experience last week about a birthday party that I attended. Wow! What’s so special about attending a birthday party?
I attended this birthday party of a client, which to be honest, is more of a ‘work’ for me. I had to be there. I had to show my face. My company face. I hate attending parties or any gatherings with so many unknown people.
Well, this party was held in the client’s office and actually, I know most of the attendees. I might have spoken to them on the phone or met them once or twice.
It was a very noisy night for me. A magic microphone was on and someone was singing all the time. Singing. Laughing. Chitchatting. All at once. I wanted to hide behind the desk. I wanted to disappear. I felt an auto shutdown. I didn’t want to talk. I just wanted to leave the room. But to not be branded as ‘walang pakisama’ I had to stay. It was a very long and torturous 2 hours. I tried to keep eating so I won’t be obliged to speak.
To be with 20 people in one small room was like a shock for me. I am so used to hanging out with just 4 to 5 people and 20 is too much for me.
After that night I only want to be isolated. You might think I am weird or funny or maybe staying in an island for so long had turned me into a hermit.
I don’t know.