As in total mess. It actually seemed like I slept in a massive garbage chute filled not with trash but with my things.
Never did I thought that moving would be this tragically painful!
When I headed home alone last night, which by the way was a first for me, I was half expectant that they've at least arranged half of our furniture and things in place.
I thought I heard a bubble in my mind burst soon as I opened my room. And boy was I surprised. My clothes, shoes, books plus my sister's effects were all RAMMED inside. As in piled in a rumple. As in I felt like shouting to our maid: WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU GUYS BEEN DOING THE WHOLE F**CKIN' DAY?!
Oh the eyesore! In fact, I felt like putting the blame of my restless night to all those junk, as I strained myself thinking how am I to squeeze in my sched clearing up my room.
As a breather, I'm posting a song that I've been obsessing about for days now, that even my editor who originally liked the song found that playing it on a loop to be pestering. LOL
GOD! I've been REALLY looking forward to my short vacay to Subic this weekend. But by the looks of it, a looming cancellation is all locked up. Mae will hate me for it. That's for sure. :(
PS. I'm really excited to post photos from last night's food tasting with Carlo that cost us both our priceless diets. HAHA
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