Retardiness

Fuck.

I was late. For another 13 minutes.

Ubos na yata sweldo ko.

Tomorrow, i wont MRT na. Will bus na lang.

Leave by 6:30 am. Hope to be at the office by 7:30 or so.

Damn MRT! So unpredictable.

Fuck You.

P.S.

So I am really good in Accounting.

My co-MTs can attest to that.

Poop Day Three

It feels so much fun to be updating my blog everyday, always with a new story to tell. It's as if my life is becoming more and more fulfilling now (i don't like to use happy, it's an understatement), completely different from what i expected months ago.

So what is it this time?

I listed some journals in my planner kanina, it listed:

• nakakadepress pala ma-late. Sumasakit pa tyan ko. Nasira pa yung dala kong bag.
• (during Anti-Money Laundering) as a bank employee, wag kang tanga!
• (from Sir Nandy) the secret to success - ADAPT!
• I am loving Marketing!

Grabe. Nagtatae na naman ako. And ganito pa ang nangyari. I noticed before i left na kumukulo tyan ko. Pero hindi ako majebs so tiis and pray lang na hindi ako matae. So i rode a jeep to MRT to make it faster. Hindi sumasakit ang tyan. Pag pasok ko sa loob ng station, okay pa. But no! After 1 minute, tumodo ang sakit!

So i thought kailangan ko na tumae somewhere. I chose MRT CR. Pag pasok ko naman, ANG DAMING TAO!

Oh my fuck.

Lumabas tuloy ako sa mrt, nasayang ang 10 ko. Naghanap ng CR. Nakita ko ang Jollibee sa Farmers. And presto, tumae ako.

Okay na naman. Nakasakay ako agad sa MRT. Pero God. Late ako ng 12 mins! May bawas! At baka ma demerit ako! FUCK THAT SHIT! As in shit.

And i can't believe i am actually depressed just because I am late. For 12 minutes!

That's it for today.

i just realized now that it's fun pala to be professional. and it's good to be professional. Another lesson learned. I hope it'll not happen again tomorrow, the next day, next week, FOREVER.

sorry for the lack of laman. haha.