No, it’s not rush really. It’s three in the afternoon, most of the working people are just two or three hours away from their dismissal time. I just like the phrase ‘monday rush’ it kinda makes me feel normal lmao.
So. Here I am having a flavorful tuna lettuce sandwich that teh mother prepared earlier. I’m all dressed up (wearing no makeup whatsoever), sitting in front of this friggin work-laptop, savoring every uneventful quiet moment while alone in the house, and making a quick, spontaneous post before I rush to the office and pretend like I’m working like a buzzing bee. But seriously, most of the time, when my intention is just to “pretend working” it would turn out to be a productive day, Idunno I just get more things done compared to those days that I really intend to work my [pretty lovely] ass out. Phbbbt! Ironic, eh? I know right.
Anyhoo, I didn’t had enuff sleep. Yesterday I stayed home because there’s no place to go and nobody to be with. Can’t be with the bestfriend anymore because of some I dunno conflict of interest whatever fuck that means. Also, I wasn’t sure if the boiffie would like to see me so I didn’t dare to ask him to go out. And besides we were together the whole Saturday.
So there, I slept 11am yesterday and woke up around 2am earlier. Then I wasn’t able to get more sleep after that. So wut I did from teh moment I woke up until I decided to prepare to work an hour ago was to play. Yes. PLAY. I installed The Sims 3 in the iTouch, thanks to the jailbreaking technology lmao first gen iTouch can has udpated os and games and apps all for FREE. So I busied myself playing Juice Tycoon and The Sims 3, I know that sounds childish but you may want to try yourself, it’s fun really.
I will be staying til 2am in the office later. Meh. Gusto ko na yumaman. So I can have all the writing time for myself, and to get that friggin book done before I turn thirty or something. I can has dreaming right?
And to end this friggin quick spontaneous post I call crazy, here’s a quote *paraphrase I forgot the exact line forgive my poor memory* from Megan Smith, Privileged
“We can’t fear to write just because we think we won’t be published anyway.” (rock on) >:P
