everyone has their days.

I picked up my sister from school this afternoon, and on the way home she turns to me and says, "I don't want to be anything when I grow up.", to which I could only muster a very confused, very disgruntled, "Why???"

"I just want to be myself."

All of a sudden I just wanted to be in her 6-year-old shoes, with nary a clue as to how difficult that specific task is to accomplish.

Then we get home and my mom wants to get a Christmas tree from the lot. So I ask, with all the glowing excitement of someone with a brand new instruction permit, if I can drive to the store which was about a couple of blocks away from the house.

"No....you don't know how it is to drive in a busy street."

Damn right I don't, which was the whole point of doing it--to learn. How the heck am I supposed to be a good driver when all I do is turn corners and do figure-eights at the church parking lot? Gah. I'm 25, not a fucking teenager. I know how it is to be protected and how it is to be let out vulnerable in a bad-ass world, and guess what? I chose the latter.

To wish to be a child again and to hate being treated like one in a span of three hours. That's a trip for you.

And if life couldn't be any bitchier today, I dropped a bowlful of my lunch on the floor and broke a string on my violin. And it's raining.

Oh well, everyone has their days. I guess mine's December 6th.

yun naman pala e...

"You want me to leave you alone?"

Mismo. Nadali mo. Thank God.

-_-

geez.

Why can't some people just take it easy?

Tsk-tsk.

Ah basta :D

ugh.

Just stop. STOP.

The reason why the world has never developed and grown beyond what it is today is because nobody really knows how to respect other people's opinions--all we care about is what's from our own selfish, bratty perspectives.

Quit whining. Do something.

And please, just please, stop pissing me off.

Ugh.

note to self:

Get used to the cr*p that comes with being a no-name freelancer in the field. Hayyy...

Guess I had too much fun in Zambales that now, God's reminding me that I can't have it all. Oh well.

Di lang ako maka-get over!!! Grrr.

Okay, Anj, shake it off....

Thankfully, that woke me up somehow. Time to act like a real adult and do some, uh, investing.

rant.

OA na ha. It's not like we're freaking 5-year-olds!

>:(

i need a break....

...from you. and you. oh, and you too.

take me away...

please let it be tuesday.

Hindi naman ako old-fashioned. In fact, I'd like to think that my thoughts and ideas are very in-tune no matter how advanced and forward-moving my environment becomes. So how come I'm offended when my little sister scoffs at the idea of a friend wanting to bring her suitors home to meet the parents like it's some over-the-top, absurd circus stunt she's doing? I mean, it's not like that guy's asking for their daughter's hand in marriage by coming to the girl's house and meeting her family (Which is in my opinion, doesn't read over-the-top O.A.but rather, very sincere and respectful).

I couldn't help myself. I answered, "So what's wrong with that? Mabuti nga yun sa bahay nagpapaligaw di tulad ng iba dyan." *ahem*

Then she started making more sarcastic comments about how manang her friend was, and how she was probably doing it to trap the guy ala shotgun wedding. I walked out thinking, "Five days is waaaaaaaaaay too long to be stuck here at home."

Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!

I know we're all supposed to respect everyone else's opinion. Pero sorry. AYOKO.