I feel my vulnerability whenever Im alone. That no one cares for me. They wake me up early. All my senses are still sleeping except for my opened eyes and working body. I go home late, I ate late, I sleep late and awake early.
I wish someone could say, "masyado kang busy jayson! pwedi ko bang mahiram ang oras mu para kulitin ka?"
:c
exam ko na mamaya.pero wala pa akong narereview.kung sasabihin mu na, "kung nagreview ka nalang sana at hindi nag-uudate ng blog mo" pero ganon pa din. I can't review in this kind of environment. Im on the shop. And I can hear everything.
isa pang nag-pa sad sakin is that tumawag si miss praning, pero hindi nagsasalita, pinaparinig lang niya sakin yung mga kanta ng secondhand serenade. Na emo tuloy ako doon.
