Nothing

I really don't have anything to say. It's just that I've nothing left to do. I came in to work an hour early and now I'm restless for doing nothing. I've checked all the bloglinks I have, Lesley, enjoy your trip pala. And I've scoured all the threads at peyups. But I can't seem to say anything. I can't think of anything else I can do in the office, I'm in no mood to go around the floor making kulet every single person I know. I don't want to answer surveys at Friendsters. And I'm in no nood to talk to anyone. Really, natutuyo na laway ko. And I don't care.

I'll be better later I'm sure. Not definite, but almost sure.

I just remembered last night. I feel stupid now. I feel that most people thinks I'm overreacting. I maybe, but really, that's me. Love me or hate me, that's the way I am.

Sometimes I think so much, more than what's needed. Then I end up with so many things in my head I just had to crash. I think I did, last week.

Watched some VCDs last night with my sibs. Brought home some chips, lotsa chips actually, from mini stop, ripped the packed VCDs open and we watched a movie together. My eyes were all watery, had about 3 hours of sleep the day before and I've been running around the metro the entire day. Rountrip...From Caloocan, LRT, Bel-Air, EDSA, MRT, QC, then finally home.

My agents said they're going out tonight. Wants me to come. I want to. But I'm trying to be as matiipid as I can. For the past 5 paydays I've always had to pay some "unhealthy charges". Ergh! I'm ruined.