*Win Some, Lose Some*

Well, things don't always turn out the way they're supposed to be.

Or how you expect them to be. Nevertheless, life must go on.

I have missed work for a week and now am ready to kick ass. A la back with a vengeance.

I have been very much underestimated, with the fact that people create their own set of rules as if they're parliament or something.

Unfortunate for them, they are now trash to me. If  I do not get this one simple request that they can so much grant the tenured majority, then it'll be time to pack my bags anytime soon.

Marius doesn't really like the idea of "hopping".. Well, who does anyway. I hate hoppers as well. But I don't have a choice. It would be very very nice though if I get the darned move request.. I EFFING NEED IT.

There's a big difference between wanting and needing. This is a need. And I need to take matters in my own hands, not letting some pa-bitch ruin the need for it.

Damnit.

Life goes on.

Off to looking forward to the second October. ü

Bananamon Gone Bad

I have no idea why the banana bread was given such a name. Was it to make it stand out? Oh my.

The bananamon (Pan de Manila's own coinage of the banana bread aka banana cake) is technically banana bread molded into a mamon (so I DO know where it originated. pfft) was such a treat last time yet I really didn't enjoy it.

All thanks to the stupid canker sore. Argh.

The canker sore, on the other hand didn't just deprive me of my bananamon bliss, rather, slowly took the bliss out of large fries and float, of fried siomai and chips. And yet it didn't stop there. It wanted to take my ear off, it deprived me of sleep, and make me crankier than ever.

The Asshole, revisited.


So I did what I had to do. No saltwater gargles. No sleeping with my mouth open (I wanted to use ajar yet my mouth isn't the size of a door). No toothpaste remedies.

I bought the medicine. And now, I am either a hopeless, hapless, pain-ridden being or just a self-proclaimed junkie. BWAHAHAHA. I can just tear my head off of my neck.

Anyways, today's the 7th. I look forward to 4 things (with the exception of my siblings' birthdays of course) this month:

• 15th's payday (it's the official OFFICIAL pay)
• 30th's payday (well, second official FIRST pay [following this?])
• Marius's judgement day (as if i didn't know what to expect. if proven otherwise will wreak havoc)
• THE 23RD.Ü


My TL's killing me. Here I am, wanting to know what happened and then I am spared for tomorrow. Life.


Tomorrow's another day.