With regard to my "live" life, this is the most frustrating, iritating and tiring day so far.

I understand you're frustration ma'am. Fuckers!

And worst of all, I didn't have contact with Miguel.

Only a brief, two-liner conversation that pretty much wrapped up the happiness I felt yesterday. Last night... Oh my god... I was still in cloud nine. I could't be happier. I swear to God, I slept with a smile in my face. (Except when Bryce kept making noise in my bedroom.)

Now...

Aside from the hideous experience with work, I lacked, the feeling. Oh my God! I am so pathetic... I've become one of those girls... Well, come to think of it, I am one of those girls.

Can you fucking blame me?!

I just want a reason to get up in the morning. Something to look forward to. I want the half smiles, when you see each other in the hall... The stolen looks... The faint, cool wind that rushes through your neck when he walks behind you. (Parang feeling ko kinakalabit niya ako. Hehe!) You know, just the plain consiousness that he's within the same breathing environment. Oooooooooooooooh....

What's wrong with me?!

Btw, I should tell you that what I feared in my previous blog, about the whole "playing around with his friends or flirt with a babe" thing did happen today, and it SUCKS! I know, they've been through so many things together because they've been together long... But... Sighhhhhhhhhh...

I'm pathetic. I'm so down. I have to die...

Only 40 minutes till the end of the shift. When I come home I am going to yank my friend's 24 vcds and karir na ito!