okay, I'm compelled to blog.
yesterday, I met up with Jl, Anya and Tim. While waiting for tim (cause he had an interview somewhere in greenhills) the three of us went to RED BOX in Greenbelt and did some singing. We then had dinner at Flamer's Burger, the food was awful. Anya had to leave by 6:30 so we dropped her off at her office so that she could travel back home with her officemates at Ayala-FGU Building. The three of us proceeded to Biñan, where we drank had more videoke. Tim had to leave early around 6:30 am, but hell, I didn't wake up. We finished around 3:30am, and I was totally maxxed out. So, he left me there. I felt guilty somehow. hehehe.
now, for the more sordid events...
The Australian Sheperd of ours, Zidnee, is already slowing down, she's now on dextrose. Poor thing. And another thing, Fiona, my cat, ran away! Well, not, that I don't feel any remorse or sadness or what not, but hey, they were NEGLIGENT. Whoever they were. I need do any allegata et probata whatsoever. I just hope she's alright and that she'd return home. They've searched every nook and cranny to no avail. I hope she gets hungry and goes back crawling home.
Save the space for profoundness for better times. I'm doggone tired. Just updating and sharing some short-lived happy moments of my perpetually sour life.
yesterday, I met up with Jl, Anya and Tim. While waiting for tim (cause he had an interview somewhere in greenhills) the three of us went to RED BOX in Greenbelt and did some singing. We then had dinner at Flamer's Burger, the food was awful. Anya had to leave by 6:30 so we dropped her off at her office so that she could travel back home with her officemates at Ayala-FGU Building. The three of us proceeded to Biñan, where we drank had more videoke. Tim had to leave early around 6:30 am, but hell, I didn't wake up. We finished around 3:30am, and I was totally maxxed out. So, he left me there. I felt guilty somehow. hehehe.
now, for the more sordid events...
The Australian Sheperd of ours, Zidnee, is already slowing down, she's now on dextrose. Poor thing. And another thing, Fiona, my cat, ran away! Well, not, that I don't feel any remorse or sadness or what not, but hey, they were NEGLIGENT. Whoever they were. I need do any allegata et probata whatsoever. I just hope she's alright and that she'd return home. They've searched every nook and cranny to no avail. I hope she gets hungry and goes back crawling home.
Save the space for profoundness for better times. I'm doggone tired. Just updating and sharing some short-lived happy moments of my perpetually sour life.
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