Happiness is a Luxury

With no task at hand I am forced to find something else to do. I have a throbbing headache which prevents me from doing something productive like learning something new to broaden my skill set (according to Kuya Kenth). I am stuck at looking at blogs and random sites. I was looking at the Photos at Bugsy's multiply. God, I wish I was a boy. Looking at the photos they seemed to be having fun traveling from one place to another. If ever I do get into the same line of work I think I would definitely have problems with out of town trips. My father would definitely object to that. Sigh.

Last Sunday and Monday I was really upset. When I went to work yesterday someone even said that my eyes were puffy and if I broke up with my boy friend. I weakly smiled. No I did not break up with him (you wish). I was not really in the mood for work so I filed an exit pass. I am not good at making up excuses so I had to consult to my officemates. Somehow their answers coincided. I would say I'm sick. I even researched the net for the right spelling of dysmenorrhea. I just learned that I didn't have work yesterday since its Labor day in the States (and i had to file the damn exit pass and did my best sick acting). So after finally got out of the office I went out with tooot tooot. You know who you are and I don't to mention you. We ate and had a very long chat. I had to assimilate that I was working since my parents don't know that I went out of the office early.

Talking with him made me realize his seniority. hehehe He is definitely a kuya! He gave me talk about me being very emotional at times. I was silent and tried to absorbed all the lessons master toot toot is teaching. hehehehe A friend of mine said that I would be safe when I'm with toot toot. He is not pervert and "Kuya daw talga". Which I discovered that night. Everyday I seem to uncover something new with him. hehehehe

Twelve minutes that is how long I made this blog entry! I should be doing a two hours worth of blog since I have two hours to go till I go home. My head is killing me and this is becoming more none sense.