Alive and Kicking

A red letter day.



Had a hard time going to sleep last night, because my mom said the results for the LET will be published in the newspapers the next day.



Slept late, woke up early. Went down for breakfast. Munched on my first pandesal, sipped my coffee and waited for the newspaper to arrive. Newspaper arrived (Manila Bulletin) and sister looked at the names.



A frown. Oh, that's Elementary teachers.



Went to the next section. And there it is. What I've been waiting for, holding my breath for, and praying for...



The Smile.



Ate, you passed!



Thank you, Lord. You always give me the nicest birthday presents. Not only am I still alive, I am also kicking.



*wink* I'll be waiting for the answer to my third, last, and rather desperate prayer.



Got to go now...I'm tired because drove to Makati with mom and sis this morning, seeming to have an abundant energy. Went to the bank, then to Glorietta, and lastly to Citibank. I ate a lot during lunch (thinking that this day is special and all calorie intake today will be null and void and won't go directly to arms and thighs, as per usual), picked up my sister-in-law, then, met Skee for dinner at Chili's (is that the correct spelling?) and ate a lot again.



But can't let this day pass without giving one blog to thank Him again...and again.



Still have to read H/D, watch Jay Leno, Blind Date, 5th Wheel, and Conan. Then, thank Him again.



Ordinary things in an extraordinary day. God's way of sending His message to us everyday.