if you tell me to just say yes
i will say yes without even thinking.
while they say that fools rush in.
i tell you we'll never know if we don't.
NOT!
i hate our apartment. i wanted to look cute pero the rain bundak to the maximum and cab companies in this city are supah unreliable. so, i had to change into a really lousy velour sweats and an adi top that sticks/clings too much people would think i went swimming. leche.
okay, i realize one should never go for people. hayers.
dear gelo,
happy 13th month pay. hehehe. :)
i want the following on payday tuesday: body shop strawberries lotion/ a shirt from guess- maka addict na jud. hahaha.
sana ilista nang santa clause kong insik.
my whining also eats people. so i thunk i should shut up najud.
oh well.
edits: HAPPY SECOND ANNIVERSARY WAVE 1!
and one agent beckoned me to his station, when i asked why he said.. wala nahidlaw ko simo. (i missed you:).. hahaha.. grovers kasweet!
♥
Chris tells me that when you are trying to say limot ko or lipat ko the proper way of saying it is.. I FORGET.. YAWN LANG.
and yeah, remember i wrote people who have insipid tastes in clothes have bad hearts? IT IS SOOOOOO TRUE!
and i hate it when someone who has the nicest face cannot speak english properly. call center english is sometimes poorly done. mine isn't call center english- it's delilah kinda english. ayyyyyyyyyy nalang. bits fitch jud ning ako tungod sa pms. payday na please!
A purpose of human life, no matter who is controlling it, is to love whoever is around to be loved.
Kurt Vonnegut, Sirens of Titan
love covers all wrongs. proverbs 10:11
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tired tired. puro intas ang class ni christian. even miss bacolod is taking calls. kaloka.
and agents who were transferred to the mobile phone account would tend to say hi to me more often. is it me they're missing? wahahahaha!
why can't grown ups really say wut they feel? hayers.
shout out to shobe and verlaine. happy birthday! hope life treats you gals well.
shobe cannot wait to see kairi cate.
in the essence of making do and being fab at being broke and non shopping. i cleaned the house. i thank Him for the strength i did not suppose i have.
now all rooms smelled like coconut and lavender incense. and linens smelled like kenji! think a whole lot of sprinkling of j&j milk powder!
and yeah,
i pondered that people who have insipid tastes in clothes have bad hearts. yawn lang.
God bless!
Start: | Sep 14, '08 |
End: | Sep 17, '08 |
Location: | cebu |
hubog. or i wanna be hubog. pede sad hubag.
nagningning nalang cuz nangita ug jobs sa internet. hello jobs in dubai?
ayoko nang magbirmingham. where you go, i won't follow keeu.
giyaaaafaks mag cge gaya kay sylvia plath.. running towards two directions.. yofaks..
sa kasuko nako nahan ko malit bag-ong handbag. pero di nalang.
sana ako si gretchen.
we will catch dark knight today. i've been up for about 14 hours! pit bull ahu-ahu!
the female hormones are the the most bothersome of things created by nature. the whole weekend was spent on weeping over the tiniest inconsequential stuff.
lemme just go over the weekend lest i forget what happened..
friday: i decided i don't want to work for ops..(magtanda mo na di tanang pinoy mapa-alila ninyo kano-a mo!)
saturday: after shift nazel and i played casino, umuwing talonan at luha-an..
dinner at red moon with the girls, clubbing at ice, czar and i got ourselves tequila sunrise and strawberry margarita, we danced but, i don't like dancing at ice, i like the old mo2 south bettah..then i went home cuz i don't like the smoke of cigarettes getting into my eyes cuz they sting and i cannot see people.
sunday: gelo and the inkjet guys played ball at tay tung high, then they had batchoy at chinky's(the place to be--eeck!) and i got halo halo.. i slept the whole night cuz angelo had to go to work since our rest days are now set on different schedules. i hate it.
monday: gelo and i had lunch at greenwich- i found out bati na ang pan na gigamit nila sa ila pizza,murag pan na dili oa, so down with their pepperoni overload. ü i got me a new logo shirt from guess- on sale. dikapugong.
i still am reporting to work, the huge fishes are saying hi to me, trying to be nice para muwork ko. nge nila, atoot, bati silag nawng. bati bati bati. hi ra mo na hi. and the other guy na kalahi sa adopted daughter ni bradgelina told me to reconsider. I WON'T mah mehn. i won't. i will rather work for the talibans if there are any left than work for unhappy harrassed people like you na wala nahibaw-an sa ekount kundi HOLD LUNCHES AND BREAK til mga yatafs na ila agents. murag palangke ila ops flor, and i don't think i can ever afford to be a tindera ng mga schues cuz the whole time gusto nila mag stand up ang TL during their shift. mahal mag schlerotherapy of blood veins kaya!
talked to my sisters. they told me to move back home, then to move back to BCD once i find a center that would relocate me here. all my stuff should be housed at gelo's place. if not, all should be sent back home.
una, housing at gelo's place would be better, cuz i don't think i have enuf moolah for shipping to and fro.
if all things would work out too- kairi chase(ang name sa anak ni shobe:) and kenji nathaniel would live with me and gelo. i want. i ♥. so sana matuloy!
pray for me. hope all things work out the way i want Him to fullfil His promises. anyway, all things would still boil down to Jeremiah 29:11. His promise KEPT.
something i learned over the weekend: kaya mo man na kung gustohon mo, except budlay.
(you can do it bastian, except that it'll be difficult:)
and on loving a gal, boys should know this:
You've got to give her some faith,
Hold her tight, a little tenderness.
You've got to treat her right.
She will be there for you taking good care of you ...
You really gotta love your woman yeah.
And when you find yourself lying helpless in her arms,
You know you really love a woman.
When you love a woman,
You tell her that she's really wanted.
When you love a woman,
You tell her that she's the one.
She needs somebody, to tell her that it's gonna last forever.
So tell me have you ever really ... really, really ever loved a woman?
happy work week. keep me in your prayers. i needed a job soon. ♥
edits: ug kalagot. they will not let me go and will work something out. i hate it na masyadow.. sooo inutil..
If you don’t know where you are going, any road will take you there.
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair,
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.
- Pablo Neruda