My weekends are mine. Nobody has got any business taking ownership of my Saturdays and Sundays. Fridays, even.
I will laugh my teeth out till they fall off, say some crazy and stupid things that I won’t admit to saying afterwards, and shut down my brain circuits. I will talk to everyone even when I’m pissed. I will smile at everyone and don’t take that to mean flirting. I refuse to ruin my non-work days even when that means I gotta sell myself.
If something’s not right, I will neither think nor talk about it on a Saturday. I will hold it off till Sunday. When Sunday comes, it has been forgotten. I will not face it on a weekday either, hell no. It would steal my focus from work. That’s just goddamn unacceptable. It’s enough that I deal with a daily hangover. Weekdays are a bummer so my weekends deserve to be a huge wildfire. I’d like to keep it that way thank you; now move to the side and let me pass.
It’s an hour and a half past Saturday. I shouldn’t even be writing. That’s what time it is and I’m gone. Don’t run after me unless you’re prepared to get ran over. Naaah. Just playing. Inuman na!
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Originally written on 09nov08, 0130hrs | midnight sentiments
Friday, November 14, 2008
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4 comments:
hanep...napakasagrado pala ng weekends para sayo!
inuman na! hehe!
wow someone's got commitment to their work hehe.
pero tama yung sinabi mo sa huli, inumaan na!
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Wala ko masabe! haha
Kelan tayo balik sa SOMS? (ayan, finally a safe question.)
@ all - inuman sa som's australia para makasama si krishA hehehe
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