can i stress stress some more?
yesterday, i had my final interview at PSBank. shempre, i had to wake up early kasi my interview is at 10am. while i was taking a bath, i accidentally put soap in my eye...shet. tapos, i had to commute all the way to makati. haha.. when i arrived at ayala station, i was too tired to even entertain the thought of riding a jeep. instead, i readily took a cab. hmm, for a destitute like me, im proving to be more than extravagant.
anyway, the interview went fine... until the interviewer asked me if i was good in math. uh-oh... great... now, math is ruining my life, like what is has been doing for the the past 20 years (OA). shempre, i was honest when i said na i dont like math. but no, tinanong ako ng math problem.. actually, multiplication lang pero alam nyo naman ako, i cringe at the sound/ sight of numbers. as expected, i fucked up. grrr..
i got so depressed kasi nga ok na sana everything except the math question eh.. tapos, i have no more datung. haaay, andami kasi gastos eh. out of my frustration, i walked from PSbank tower to glorietta. galing nga kasi i dont really know the way. buti na lng magaling akong manghula .. haha.. imagine the heat, the stilettos, the long sleeves.. i could have died from exhaustion.. pero since i was depressed/ frustrated, it felt good to actually release the tension. so there.. to complete my de-stressing, i bought Mcflurry from Mcdonald's before i go home.. but Que horror, i was stopped by the evil security lady. grrrr.... kainis, kahiya, kakastress.
pero since im an uber dedicated Ecosocer, i went to school after my interview so i can prepare for the launching today. mega dance kami to the tune of bright lights by billy crawford (craw-ferd) which is included in our much publicized SPot look and Glisten OST. hahaha.. atribida Pub kasi kami! isa itong hyper dance with old school steps. shempre, dahil di naman ako kagalingang sumayaw, medyo centuries ang binilang bago ko nakuha (na hindi namn talaga nakuha, magaling lang akong magpanggap).
haay, finally my day has ended. i went home, exhausted from the interview, the commuting, the dancing and the world's neglect of my personal dilemmas. but then again, its all in a days work.
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