oh the sweetest thing

i'm trying to write a coherent entry. but i've never been described as coherent(would you describe someone coherent tho?) or logical or reasonable in my life, so bear with me.

:: i told you i already feel in love with the ppl here. at times some gets to my nerves but, those from here doesn't. except most sales assistants at the mall, they've attitude and needed some customer service training.

:: my rest days would fall on weekends cuz it's still forever mishmash training. and am not quite sure when will product training really start. so last night, saturday, altho we are on the verge of bankcruptcy, moi and belle and the cebu TLs koya sly and itay jepoi, and jose the adopted dorm-mate who is sooo cebuano in soooo many ways, except that he grew up here and CM, the baby gal who stood me up today...(for our supposed girl talk date, screw my phone it went dead and i cnt sms her, i decided to just blog. gawd, that's pathetic.) went out, there's this pub called revue na parang as damak and as loud as the now-closed courtyard at the village, then we thought it sucked to the heavens, we transferred to hisho...ithink that's the place, it's a korean vid-k club, twas laidback and the songs are free, and they have leather couches. hehehe. that, ilike. then went to this ewan place to buy siopao then to starmart then back to our place to have another binge session of alcohol. CM ended up dozing off and jose crashed our pad. there. i went ma-oy, and as useless said some stuff i shudn't have said. nakakahiya pagka gising for breakfast(breakfast today was nice, moi, belle, and the 2 TLs went to this carenderia, wala ragud, nice ra ang thot, libre ang sabaw) cuz i asked whether i said something and they wud endup laughing.

was smsing the love-of-my-life at the moment last night, and i told him how miserable i am cuz am stuck wit someone,accidentally. and i cannot get out of the pit i dug for myself, TL sly mentioned that it's likewise my fault cuz not all guys are cebu guys. ya'know. there. he is likewise stuck or buried in a pit he dug for himself. so, ewan but, he smsd this morning that he got out of it already and i shud be able to climb out of mine sooner. eiwan. ampo nalang nako ni. tawun.

 

:: oh, after shift yesterday we ended up boozing at ppl's village til noon. (after bfast at mcdo.) mac puked. he had this defenses that you cannot reach out or hold him. then piolo was miserable that when you'd look at him he would cringe, mubuslo ang simod, then toria was blabbing bwt teej, and the rest went home wasted. i slept til nyt. then went out again...(abovementioned)

am a waste.

 

:: i hold TL jep close to my heart, for one he is ill, he has diabetes. ewan altho his remarks at times are of sarcasm, i have leeways for him. once last week his sugar went up and asked moi to go buy medicine with him and have lunch. mabait syang tao. sana ganun lahat ng tao. sana ganun din ako. pero ayoko ng diabetes. masamang sakit. i cannot buy cakes from calea for him. kawawa.

:: training this week was odd. my mind would just go blank and i signed my written IR, no movement for the next 6 months. i really do not care though.

:: life in bacolod is surreal, but, i know that i would love it here somehow. but, paksit imiss cebu....

:: did i get stood up or did i not wait for Cee patiently? ewan.