And my dream was interrupted by a text from my college best friend M "Good morning, hun! Have a nice day! I Love you! :)". I got up to take a leak and wash my oily face. It's 10 in the morning and the weather is quite lovely - not that hot. So I went down to check on everybody but there's only my cousin still enjoying the comforts of his worn blue blanket. I didn't bother to wake him up. I checked the kitchen for something to eat. There's none and since I'm not hungry yet, I just went outside, (Tap Resort Party tune) "Too much trash!".
The O.C. in me motioned me to pick up the walis ting-ting (what's walis ting-ting in English, btw?). So below is my recently concluded work-out:
-Washed and wiped the placemats to dry.
-Folded the laundry.
-Cleaned the frontyard, garage and the laundry area.
While washing the soiled basahan, I caught myself daydreaming about having a place of my own. Well, I think I can survive living alone. I know how to cook rice, I have the basic cooking skills, I'm domesticated, and I know how to budget--- err, now that's another story...the bubble over my head popped!
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