I Hate, I Love, I Hope.

I hate the fact that I can't go to La Union this weekend with my friends because I still have to work. Fuck. Just the thought of being frozen alive in an airconditioned room (think cryogenics), "alone" while my sun whore friends are basking in the sun and riding the waves makes me want to run all the way up the 8th floor screaming "Lord, why?!" while tearing my horse-tail-like hair out. Again, the thought bubble containing the words "What the hell have I gotten myself into?" pops out.

I love having breakfast in bus (coined after "breakfast in bed") and saying good night while the sun's still up. My friend waits up for me to get off from work then we go straight to Jollibee (eww, yeah I know), buy breakfast and eat during our bus ride home while I go on ranting about how fucking sleepy I was during my shift. I always enjoy moments like that wherein I get to talk to someone about how my day went after working for 8 frikkin hours. And yeah, how many people can say that they just had ice cream for breakfast?

Isse kreyyam por sahle ere.

I hope I can go out of town this weekend.

First Day Funk

I guess this'll be my own version. Okay. Feet hurt. Finally got an electronic ID that works! I think more than the training, that'll be the only thing that I'll look forward to everyday. Getting the chance to swipe my card to get in. Aylavet! Feet hurt. They gave us kits with another set of forms to fill out, a manual and a handbook. Double love. I love getting kits and filling out forms. Kaya suking suki ako nung mga islambuk nung gradeschool. What is your favorite color? Define love. Who is your crush? Ang pinaka panalong sagot sa tanong na "Describe yourself" ay "Judge me". At sa "What are your hobbies?" "MTM - many to mention". Lupet no? Yuck. Hahaha!

Feet hurt. Pantry food sucks. Yesss! An excuse to buy a cool lunchbox. Feet hurt. Got an orange, doodle free notebook, which I bet will be full of random thoughts and of course doodles by the end of my second training day. Feet hurt. Sucks to know that I'm the only one who lives up north. Waaay north. Feet hurt. Feels weird to realize that I'll be getting off / arriving at the same bus stops that I used to go to back in college. The only difference is, now I'd have to cross the street to go home. God bless the walkways. Feet hurt. Got a free spill proof coffee mug.


Feet hurt. Note to self, bring flip flops.


My dear fat ass, please cooperate. I need to complete my pre employment medical exam within the week. Additional note [to self], buy Dulcolax.

I'm officially part of the workforce. Now, show me where my taxes REALLY go.

Pinoy Si Adan At Eba!

Dahil may hang over pako sa emo post ko sa private blog, ishashare ko nalang yung natutunan ko sa isang inuman session namin (labo).

Nagdedebate na ang mga tomador tungkol sa Diyos at relihiyon nang biglang bumanat ang lalaking nagdala ng toma na kasing lasa ng Baileys: ang Cream of (Jessica) Alba (sorry ser, di ko na matandaan pangalan nyo) ng...


Dapat talaga naging Pinoy nalang sina Adan at Eba para kinain nalang nila yung ahas.


Anakngtokwa naisip mo pa yun?! :))

Wanted

I just got word that people (my friends of course) from Ayala, QC, Hong Kong, Canada, US and even France (!) are looking for me.


I'm here. I'm not hiding from you (or y'all, ya heard?!).


That's funny. Hmmm. Magkano na ba nakapatong sa ulo ko?

Banana Pancakes

*singing*

Song is meant to keep ya
From doing what you're supposed to
Like waking up too early
Maybe we can sleep in
I'll make you banana pancakes
Pretend like it's the weekend now


I'm just in a swell mood. It's raining hard outside. Jack's playing. Got an unexpected text, looking forward to being with the retards on Saturday. Went out of my room and lo and behold... banana pancakes!


Can't you see cant you see,
You gotta wake up slow