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Good morning, choco munch :***
My no-scotch-tape-used frenchtip nails. #girlthingy #nails
Office (n) - place of stress and unending paper works.
My new definition of Office, brethren. But what’s more stressing, yung paper works o yung malaman mong matatandang dalaga ang mga kasama mo? They were like 30’s and 40’s yet still single. Christ! Am i driving it right?
I wake up 6am every morning, I’m still into the process of grasping the should-be daily routine. Once I’m set, I should be out of the house not later than 7:20am or else I’ll be late (I actually calculated that). The “thank you” sound of the bio-metrics log is the start of my day.
Cut the diary short. Now it’s 6:00pm (that’s the earliest possible out since i asked my supervisor to go early since i will be missing the last trip to home). While on the trip, I was reflecting on my situation, on myself, on everything. There is something wrong. Maybe not wrong actually, just maybe missing.
he won’t see
i wanna talk to that someone in my blog
the more I explain, the more you question
Bakit feeling ko kamukha ko si Alodia Gosiengfiao? Hay!
"Parang hindi ko ma-imagine na dyan ka sa SSS, anak." — well I, myself, too papa. When I was a kid I used to see myself as a flight attendant (bata palang maambisyon na eh). I never imagine myself in a boring and stressing workplace like my place this time. Almost everyday we go home at 6-7pm or worst 10pm when an intense OT comes. Intense as in solid na OT every 10th, 15th, 20th, 25th, and end of the month. Am I really into this? I wish I’m a flight attendant roaming and checking passengers in a plane about to fly in an hour to Paris, France.
Op op op kalma kalma
Out of the heat I’m feeling at this moment, I suddenly missed this unplanned swimming.