2 more minutes
and my shift is over. i had the mistake of drinking coffee for breakfast yesterday, few minutes before my shift ends. the effect? i’ve been awake for more than 24 hours now. sad.
and my shift is over. i had the mistake of drinking coffee for breakfast yesterday, few minutes before my shift ends. the effect? i’ve been awake for more than 24 hours now. sad.
i’ve got a message from a dear friend last night asking for a favor. i would love to help. after all, what are friends for? but i refused anyway. she was asking me to call her husband to check if, once he answers his call, he’s on a bar.
why do wives need to always ALWAYS know where their husbands are? maybe there’s nothing wrong there if he hasn’t told you where he’s going. but if he said he’s going to a bar. just believe him. and for the love of God, don’t spy on him.
besides, even if he’s out with another woman, what would you really do? are you really going to leave him? are you sure you won’t just look the other way? if so, why the need to know?
like they’ve said, what you don’t know won’t hurt you. why bother?
i’ve asked friends about something that’s been bothering me for a couple of weeks now. and here are some of their reactions:
“always always have savings. never ever empty your coffers”
“ok lang nmn mgpaka-event ka. syempre this is her first big event”
”sa panahon ngayon dapat praktikal ka!”
at ang pinakapanalo sa lahat:
“shakey’s?! wag nmn shakey’s!!!”
i was trying to look for an article i have written a couple of years back for philippine daily inquirer’s youngblood. it used to be online. but i guess my article’s too old. but while i was searching for it, i realized that a lot from my generation have written one or two for the ‘youngblood’. like it’s part of crossing over from youth to adulthood.
now that my article’s no longer online, maybe it’s time for me to write another one. hey, why not? i still have 9 months to go until deadline.