this city.........sighs.......

i'll start this post with rants:

i loathe cab drivers without change. at 1030p, they should've at least 500peso in change. hasslefeck maxado i gave him a hundred and wala sya sukli, wut if i gave him a 200peso bill or worst, p500 jud? magunsa sya??// tas he was wearing a fishermen's hat, and was hesitating to get me on board// all signs pointing to either addictus sya or kawatan; am not generalizing, but, this happened in cebu, to me almost, but the guy ended up robbing my sister on her birthday. cab driver. wtf.

second, i could not iron a shirt correctly mas malala, i fried my trousers. and it ended up looking kagirun.

and the staff of our concessionaire, wow pre, grabeh ka polite ug focused on customer service that they do not address you with a ma'am or miss, they address you with inappropriate pronoun such as: ano gani tong imu? // ang iya kay chicken curry or uban uban pang sud-an na pu-ol na....and there's this staff who'd call me by my first name, like close kami. i mean, tsoks lang man ta na dika tawgun ma'am ba or miss and it's okits that ppl would call me by my name, that is if they do not serve my food at 4am and i do not lack sleep. yati mga mananap. and they would stare or ask you pila gne tong gisukli nakon cmu? like i cared if gisuklian ko ninyu about 5 minutes ago. unsa mana sila oi.

and last: if ever i wanted a clone; dapat nagpabuntis nalang ako then i'd have a perfectly sweeter copy of me. diba? and dapat if ppl have shitty relationship, they don't use my shitty relationship meter as their gauge sa ila pagkatanga. am i correct or am i correct?

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today isn't so bad, joy et nazel and i had lunch at mcdo SM// tas i persuaded joy to get her curls a shine serum this way it would not look kagkag... tas we saw clothes for plus size women. kahit nga bayo have these clothes and ikumpara sa stuff that SM would sell on their dept. stores, they're quite cheaper tas they come in numbered pieces which would make one's pick a bit unique kahit paano. unlike if you get the stuff in the department store, basig kalit ka duolon and would be asked: sa SM na noh, tag 699, hahaha. buang lagi ko ai. :) so yun, i think gals who thinks they could not wear trendier clothes or office-apt clothes, naa man if they looked closely.//

jane's team had so much ponkan from last night's shift. ang swerte nila TL nila si jayjane; kahit kinukulit ako sa mga disputes, eh maayos naman syang mag-man handle her team. ü // basta i got ponkan from almost every team member she has. ü saya.

people had stories to tell, this afternoon i was genuinely interested and tried hard to listen. i'm a bad listener and i sometimes forget wut someone told me or at times is either too busy attending to my own business like blogging, that i hardly listen. or if i do not listen i'm really not interested. oh well, the jerk once told me, mayu cuz you listen well gyd ya. truly yers ka? dili kaha. so back to the story i heard, depression is a disease that needs to be dealt with. jovel's family & friends lost him to this disease; and each time i come across his friendster profile i think how can he cope if he felt really lonely. and where wuz his Jesus at that point? but, it's a disease. like leprosy and aids or cancer, if not treated well, one would die... i see how strong a personality joy have; before when we first got together for an ops lunch and movie, she said that no matter how unfair we may think life is; it's bilog, it'll always boil down to being equal and fair....somehow baka tama sya.  ü

today, i'm just grateful that even if the most grown up struggles i got thru would be not being good at keepin' a job, not being good at my finances; i've a loving family and this thought keeps me warm, and that growing up, i mistook so many things as unfavorable or unfair, yun pala all these are actually made up worries that i never took seriously in prayer. and lahat nalang ata gina-agi nako sa pagdadrama. dapat ni audition najud ko koreanovela ai. but, lately am trying to be taiwanese. (baliw).

diba, God struck Job with a deep affliction that until now, i cannot see the point why He would do that to someone who loves Him THIS MUCH and whom He loves THIS MUCH as well. Job lost his properties, his family, and God(or allowed the adversary to make him suffer)suffered him with boils, ako nga pimple palang lalo na those cystic ones grabeh nako magemote ug magcrayola; how did an upright man take such an "unfair" treatment from the Lord? // it winds down to HOW MUCH FAITH ONE HAS THAT THE LORD WHO KEEPS THE SPARROWS FROM FALLING AND WHO CLOTHES THE LILLIES AND WHO MAKES LOTUS MULTIPLY ON SCUM-FILLED PONDS WOULD SEE HIM THRU. so at this point, He gives me red ants that i would have to massacre every after shift when i come home; separated me from my family because of work and i had to save for to book just so i can come home; a job that am totally clueless of at first; cab drivers who doesn't have change, people who might ungkat all the ire in me, but, He makes me think about Job, wut He gives me at this point is in no comparison to wut He gave this guy...and maybe, i should stand grateful.

istilldon'twanttobemorena.puhlease.

 

 

 

 

 

ako kagid napeklat na. grrr.