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chrisfel eliza

I don't think I think enough.















Tuesday, February 13, 2007
tae.

putanginangfuckshit.
Do Mondays really have this kind of effect on people?
Kadiri yesterday, ha. xp

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it's been a bad day, another bad day. and all i wanna do is look at you and know i'm okay.

one.
tricycle driver: ma'am, sakay?
me: sa labas?
tricycle driver: *speeds awayyy*
me: ahh, tangina mo! gago!

two.
text message from errol: are you in the office? punta ka opas. we have a problem with ojt hours. =c
my reply: on the way na. wahhh. is it major? fuck.
my network: unable to send message. [no load!]
poootaaahhh.

three.
(at the dfa, opas)
me: ehhhooool. what's the problem?
errol: lorica says we have to finish our ojt hours by MARCH 26. or else we won't graduate on july. the term after pa.
me: whaaat?! that's fucking stupid, man. they make us do 500 hours. and deadline is on march 26? puta, seryoso ba yan?
(arby comes in)
errol: did you know that we had to complete our ojt by march 26?
arby: yup. that's why i always stay for overtime.
me: whaaaaa? you KNEW?!
arby: *nods*
me: that's so gay, man!
me: *thinks in head* i'm not graduating on july?! LECHE!

three.
(in UNIO, div 3 office)
me: *takes a seat on the empty table where they "moved" me*
ms. pie: dito ka na ulit? *smiles*
me: opo, tapos na trabaho ko sa kabila eh.
sir servigon: *walks out from his office* uhh, dun ka muna sa kabila. wala si charmaine. sagot ka ng phone, madaming tumatawag sa kanya, kanina ko pa naririnig yung phone.
me: ahhh, ok po. *obeys the boss and goes to the other office*
-------after THREE HOURS: naka-tanga pa rin sa table. no phone calls, no work, NADA. not even a freaking book to read.---------

four.
i looked like shit the entire day.
'nuff said.

five.
i've been feeling like shit even before i stepped out of the house.

six.
i have FORTY PESOS (probably less?) in my bag last. that's all that was on me at that very moment. bus: 22 pesos, student discount included. tric: 15 pesos. i'll get home, right? haha. i did.

seven.
heat wave, pare.
amoy araw, pinagpapawisan, ang baho.
walang cologne/pabango/spray manlang!
nandiri ako sa sarili ko.

eight.
talking to him while i clutched onto my heart as he slowly, unconsciously broke it into pieces.

nine.
high heels and sore feet. =( 'nuff said.

ten.
freeeeze. it gets cold at night. i froze in the bus. and i froze when i got out of the bus. puta, dapat nagdadala ako ng jacket. hay.

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walang good stuff?
fine, meron. i guess.

one.
getting a ride from errol (to go to school). first time everrr! haha!

two.
ms. limson telling us we'll graduate if we write her a promissory note on march 26 because "i'll be the one who will be signing your letter of intent to graduate anyway. basta by april tapos na kayo!"

three.
seeing miko. haha. and his blistered hands! (eewww! haha!) but yeah, it's always nice to see miko. (ok, if he reads this, ewan. magfefeeling lang yun! hahaha!)

four.
going to marz's dorm. but she was sick, awww. =(

five.
taking the bus, stopping by pinoy waffle, and going across the overpass to the dfa with two very "gentlemen," ron and nico. haha.

six.
laugh trip chat with tech jayson. haha. (he doesn't work in our school anymore.)

seven.
barbecue chickennn. that is some heavenly fooood. (bless my parents for feeding me well! haha!)

eight.
oh yeah! wilbert and princess got their US visas! congrats, guys!!! =) i'm so proud, so proud!

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wala eh, the bad stuff still outnumber the good stuff.
at least today was a better day. sorta.

OJT today, as usual. until 6pm! wahhh! haha. and i finally did something new: i wrote LETTERS! yay! i'm finally being able to apply some stuff i learned in class. haha. (ms. charmaine gives me nicer work stuff. haha. shhh, don't tell sir servigon! xp)

*sigh*

ewan.

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ano na bukas? ha, note to self: don't forget to wear ALL BLACK! xp

when i wake up in the morning, is it gonna be another ugly day? // and i'm going nowhere, killing time, just trying to feed my bleeding mind // and i cross my heart and hope to die these dreams of yours are gonna fly.

SoCo is so fucking loooove.