a year in provence

i cannot think of a good post title, however ayear learning french and drinking wine would be well spent.

our sched went all screwed up when the client from dell came by, we were on the 9 til 6 shift then we were asked to go home monday nyt at 11, we then decided to go study at kgb, i think that's the coffee shop slash korean resto near my place. yeah, we did study for 30 minutes until teej started blabbing about wut happened to us last year in his jerkaloo point of you not only embarrassing moi but likewise embarrassing himself. even his wife would be beet red if she heard wut he was saying....
and so i am forbidden to speak wit him by the housemates. ayun.

tues and wednesday rolled by and i freaking miss cebu. leche. i fcking miss wut i have there. here i am unsure and insecure and unintelligent and un-princessy. ha!

oh yeah, i found a pad, a gal whose love problems can be cumbersome and draining at times offered that after she quits training i'd get the pad, but, i guess i still have to save for downpayment in case she does not move out, at least i know where to get a unit. it's a walk away from my workplace, it's a bit furnished, with a/c and cable tv, with all the works, and it has kitchen and my own lavatory. 4-5k.paksit. i wish i can afford it.

the rain makes the place more dreary. and well, i did mingle with other ppl, however, as arte as i am, i haven't found anyone less annoying, or any one of my own wavelength. sana merong kathra, merong nyc, merong stefifay, merong narda dito, eh wala.



and yep, some ppl from work are uber self righteous and well-principled daw. makairits. hellooooo, it's a call center for avaya god's sake, it's not even a grown up job. quit picking on teej, ko lang may karapatan. hahahaha

i picked up the laundry today. and am honestly going to cry if i am made to eat another take out.


then they mentioned that ifwe don't pass the freaking dell hardware test we go home. pay us muna, i'll be off the next bus to cebuuuuu.

okits here's a part of the orinoco flow of enya. gawd my hot trainer has culture.

Let me sail, let me sail, let the Orinoco flow,
Let me reach, let me beach on the shores of Tripoli.
Let me sail, let me sail, let me crash upon your shore,
Let me reach, let me beach far beyond the Yellow Sea.

From Bissau to Palau - in the shade of Avalon,
From Fiji to Tiree and the Isles of Ebony,
From Peru to Cebu hear the power of Babylon,
From Bali to Cali - far beneath the Coral Sea.