ONE. LAST. YEAR
Woke up on the wrong side of the bed. uh, no. worst side of bed maybe. my back was aching, and i felt bad about it.. my physical activity in reality is so sedentary so it sucks that the reason why it pains is because it's just being frozen. I opened my eyes knowing it's a weekday. It's a Friday, I should be happy, but I was filled of electrons. I said to myself why is it easy to do these fucking things that I so don't like but very hard to do the things that I would really like. Fuck the corporate world. Fuck the 8 to 5 thing. Fuck that 1500 pesos. But after all the fucks they have, what do they do to me. How can they still manage to force me to go to work. On the other side, there's a voice consoling me, telling me that I should be grateful because duhhh my work has no work. No responsibiliies. I could do everything I want. Ugghh CONFUSED AND UNMOTIVATED FRIDAY. The usual thing. I wake up my cats as I rise from
