There are just days that just weren’t meant to be good. Early day spoilers are the worst — a cranky parent, a ride with the world’s worst taxi driver — and the rest of the day is doomed. Summon all things good but still it’s hopeless. No matter how hard you try or how bad you want to psyche yourself up, nothing can brighten your mood anymore. Not perky siblings. Not treats. Not even a good movie. And you know it’s bad when a good movie doesn’t work anymore.
Thank God there’s a good life to compensate for bad days.
it finally came, the first delivery of my bimonthly rice allowance from HP. and it hit me, this is my first real contribution to the Gagno home since I started work. it’s really a long way from the once-walang-kapantay-na-bratinella.
oh, who am i kidding. i’m still a brat, and i have no idea why i would want to be otherwise. 🙂