jazzy
My officemates and I went out tonight.. we went to this place near our workplace called PIER1. It was a bar and grill achuchu... hehehe.. anyway, we had a nice dinner.. and lots of chattin. WE talked bout relationships, relationships, love, politics, corruption.. and relationships. We were supposed to go to Star City for some games.. but then we got hungry.
nope, I didn't get drunk but jazzy did.. in fact -- I'm quite alright.. heehehhe.. I'm really into beers anymore.. I think I have fallen in love with Absolut Kurant. Hmmm... earlier on, my mind was full with thoughts that I really really want to share...... but now.. hitting these keys...well.. I hardly remember my ideas.. i loss my thoughts... hmmmmmm..... they keep on talking bout sex and relationships... of course i started to worry when Tatay asked my whereabouts... then, my officemates and judy insisted that I should get my own place already.. live on my own..and support myself... but for me, it's like suicide. Of course, having your own place is great.. I mean, you get to do all the things that you want but I can't financially support myself. Living alone costs too much. You get to pay the rent, electricity, water, laundry, food and transpo.. as in nye! How the hell would I be able to send myself to review course if I have to spend on that... until I passed the bar exams in 2005, I don't think my expenses would be lower than my neck.
I'm really pissed of by something.. but i dare not say it here cause i don't want to be reminded of it. It just sad to be accused of something that you didn't do. FUCK!
posted by jaded fool @ 5:25 PM
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