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chalkleight
chalkleight
Los Banos, Laguna, Philippines
usually first impression s'kin mataray,masungit and the likes..uhm,sad to say totoo un kc hndi ako msyadong sociable unless there's something in one person that i really like..sbi ng mga close s'kin good listener dw ako but i think im better in ignoring what they are saying pero when i feel n kylangn mo tlga ng mkikinig sau game ako lalo n kung nkakarelate ako s topic mo..'yoko s mga self-proclaimed..those who say a lot 'bout themselves (who cares 'bout them,anyway?) hehehe..trip ko mga humorous kc moody ako..another thing 'bout me is ung temper ko..uhm,it's always at the edge, u knw what i mean..if u nid 2 knw more basahin mo mga testi s'kin kc im sure they say a lot of things 'bout me.. :]
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Thursday, November 20, 2008
Excerpt18Nov2008: Dear God..
Excerpt18Nov2008: Dear God..
Can I ask for an extra 30 minutes on my 7th hour of the morning?
It’s a crappy morning when you’re given just an hour to snooze your alarm once more, to drink the usual types and amount of liquid, to eat breakfast, to observe oral health, to take a rushed bath, to stop your now longer hair from dripping, to fix yourself, and to run for the bus which will give you the eight-minute ride to your working place – one hour to get yourself ready to face the dreadful eight hours of boring work..
Wouldn’t it be justice if you have that extra 30 minutes? To do some stretches after the last snooze of the alarm so that you’ll feel a little livelier, to appreciate the taste of what you’re drinking and eating, to think of when the eruption of the most awaited 1st wisdom tooth will be, to stop mistaking shampoo for conditioner and vice versa, to comb and dry your now longer hair, to fix yourself up some more, and to avoid stepping on dead cockroaches on the road while crossing the faded yellow pedestrian lane on the run for your way to the bus which will give you the eight-minute ride to your working place – an extra 30 minutes to lessen the haste and level up the grace of your movements in getting yourself ready to face the dreadful eight hours of boring work..
There’s no use whining over my new mornings now and comparing them from those of my undergrad days during when I can snooze the alarm a hundred times and forget everything that follows. Right, I have no reason to complain. God has given me enough time..just enough time for me to remember everything that I have to do before facing the eight hours of boring work..
