Sunday, April 17, 2011

Four Crooked Fingers

I hope they look a little bit straight in this pic

... of my hands count the number of days I have left in Cebu. I finally have a bag and some dry clothes. Most of my slacks have retreated to one of it's corners (boy, I must watch on the kilos :s) and relevant and irrelevant papers have been tucked into envelopes and clearbooks. I guess I just started packing. ^^;


In fairness, nangluod ko sa akong mga friends. Uip! usahay ra tawn ko mangluod! >_<

So maybe I don't have control over them. See, they're planning to have a get together (or something like that) on the 25th. Well, obviously, I won't be here by that time. I suggested that they do it on the 20th instead, so that, even for a little while, I could meet them and claim the promised treat on their first paycheck (so maybe more on the treat). Sigh. I didn't like their reason for not having it on Wednesday. I mean, come on, I'll be miles away AND I can't see them for at least a year. This isn't just some weekend get-away! Oh well, I hope they read and ignore so I'll have a reason to permanently forget them.That kinda sounded like a threat there. :/

Bitter much? YES, BITTER KO! >(

Dearest DOST, WHERE IS MY SPTP ALLOWANCE? The other scholars have received theirs but my bank account says NADA. Where did I (and a some) go wrong? This is cruelty. T______T

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