
My day started the same as always. Woke up, did my chores and went to the shop. After a couple of hours there checking on things, I decided to head to the mall to put a dent on my Christmas shopping list.
It rained the entire day, same as it was yesterday and the day before. The weather this week has been really dreary and the lack of exercise has been getting me down. Money worries and depressing job hunts was no help.
But you know what made today different?
After several months of being a sort of nonbeliever, I went into the church for a short visit. That intention went pfffttt...when it rained and the church suddenly got so packed I could hardly move. So I decided to stay for the entire service.
I'm glad I did.
The sermon really hit home. The priest talked about how adults, who supposedly had all the opportunities that kids don't have, are never happy and contented. He talked about how happiness based on money was only conditional happiness and how everyone forgets about God when it comes to dealing with their troubles and worries. It's actually standard sermons for the advent of Christmas. But for someone who hasn't gone to church in months, it was more than that. It was like words of hope...it reminded me how I've been relying so much on myself for everything that I've forgotten there was Someone up there who'd be there for me. I've been so arrogant as to think that I can actually take my life to the direction I want and succeed without ever asking for His approval.
Then he said something that I think I'll try. Do the 9 "simbang gabi" or midnight masses from December 16 to the 24th and on Christmas eve, go to confession and then when you make your 3 Christmas wishes, they'll come true.
So anyway after mass, I browsed through the bookstore for an hour then started shopping for tops for my mom. I was in this store looking around when I bumped into this really cool guy. I sorta checked him out and was pleasantly surprised that he was checking me out as well.
He was following his girlfriend around the store (obviously he had to have one), looking lost that I felt sorry for him. I mean, I never subject my boyfriends to my shopping trips even when they volunteer to go with me. That's harsher punishment than anything else I can think of.
Nothing came of that incident anyway but it made me feel good. I've been feeling down in the dumps lately with the way I looked that it was nice to be reminded that I wasn't as horrible looking as I thought I was. 
On an even brighter side, I've got a final interview this Monday with a potential employer. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that their offer will be really good. I'm getting kinda tired of having to turn down jobs with really pitiful offers especially since most of the companies I applied for are really huge ones
and the positions aren't exactly entry-level too. 
Anyway, Christmas is just about 2 weeks away...I just wanted to wish you guys a safe and happy holidays. And don't forget to pray! 