tweak

footahng bastard si gelo for staying out so late to play dota. makapikon na. pero nagdate mi tahday. dutch. *eyes rolling* and i got a new pair of cut-outs from july swim; he told me i looked like a hooker in those. so i would not dare wear them. haha.

i told him if he wants he can play dota daily, he can imbibe daily, i would not speak a word about it. da! napikon sad ang oplok.

i do not want to work anymore. irita ako sa mga daily reminders and deliverables. i wish i weren't as lazy. pero, it is possible that my outlook in life towards this job is good until december because i am just lazy and i don't like ppl bossing me around when i know dut preho lang mi gisweldo-an. or simply put, ang kulit nila, i have reminders in outlook et al. so i know. if i don't know, i'd ask.

fits.

ahgahd am throwing fits.

sana matapos na tong contract and am done. am okay with teacher teacher and the classroom situation thingy, gelotine told me i seemed happy to be doing training. i said, yeah, i like the job, but, i cannot seem to get along with other ppl soooo well. my character clashes with other ppl.

fits.

it's just that i am totally unhappy with responsibilities. grr. sana mahuman naning bond. tas i'd get the 13th month pay, tas am supah done najud.

i wish i can afford to be sick nalang gyud.

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okay, am good at whining. on the other hand whilst on the mass commute, gelo told me, grabeh ka, kaya mo ko yawyawon sa jeepney? i said. oo. serves him right.

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i've work to do. unta tomorrow i won't be as lazy.

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"In the morning, there is too much absence to define my blackouts by the events that are missing. There are more things I can't remember than things I can. A night is no longer a solid sheet, interrupted by fissures. Instead, it is a gaping hole, scattered with fragments of conversations and episodes, like a night sky punctuated by planes disguised as stars."

smashed: story of a drunken girlhood by Koren Zailckas



photo inset: my best boys.