University of Life
Gash. I'm really an adult na talaga. No escape na ito. Hindi na puwedeng magpikit-mata. Hindi na puwedeng ipagkaila. Talk about Finance Managament noh. When pressured by the real world, I always like to reminisce the time when I was a dependent to my Dad and my sister. I didn't have worries back then. Que se hoda. Ang pinaka problema ko lang noon eh puppy love na feeling ko ikamamatay ko na. But now, I only have myself to rely on. Kung di ako papasok dahil tinatamad ako, malaki laki din ang bawas sa suweldo. Fuck. If I quit work naman just because I'm freakin sick and tired of it, wala akong pansuweldo kina yaya, pambili ng pagkain ng mga aso, pambayad sa kuryente, tubig, ilaw, gasolina, toll, grocery, pamalengke, association dues, rehistro ng kotse, property tax, foot spa, manicure/pedicure, hot oil, derma at spa. 'Kinang ina. Sarap mabuhay!* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Tomorrow, February 23 is my nephew Pablo's 8th birthday. Such an angel. I've always been so proud of my 2 nephews. Well-mannered, sociable, smart yet very thoughtful and sweet. They're always thinking of tagging along Tita Kawding wherever they go. They think my office is the whole of Peninsula. They always ask their mom and dad if they can have breakfast at Tita Kawding's office. Nnngggrrrr.
Meanwhile, on the same day tomorrow is my Lola Veny's 1st death anniversary. My Lola V who loved me and my sister like no other. Bless your soul, Lola. I know you and Mommy are working double time watching over me and Ate. Thank you for everything. Please send my love to Mommy. Tell her I miss her big time. P.S. Kung di po kayo masyado busy, paki hanap niyo naman po ako ng mapapangasawa, kahit match-making lang po. Kung di rin naman, I perfectly understand. Ika nga ng matatanda, nasa Diyos ang awa, nasa tao ang gawa.
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Tonight, I got in touch with a good friend who casually complained that he's afraid his job will turn him into an unmarried, single man forever. So I thought I'd give him a proposal: by the time we reach 40 years old and we're both still single, why don't we give us a try. To which he replied, "sure, kung gusto mo nga 32 pa lang eh." After more thought and exchange of SMS, I said let's go for 34, to which he approved. In fairness, namumulaklak pa din naman ang ovaries ko by then at kaya pang bumuo ng zygotes. Good luck, Din. Keep your fingers crossed.
3 Comments:
Din, aga ng 34 ha. Pero sige. Go for gold.
Eh Mams, palagay mo nang maging mag jowa kami by 34, sabihin nating 1-yr engagement. O, chika nang magpakasal by 35.
Sa bagay. Sige. Fuck. Sinong ka-ganyan ko kaya. Fuck.
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