The 6th Day.....
I awoke to the sound of my phone..owwww!!! what the fu..It's morning already? I remembered, it was my 6th Day today. I was contemplating on what to do, how I'm going to go about my daily routine..Fraud was on my plate, and I was not up to par. I'm agitated, tense, heck "Let's go!" I said to myself.
It felt that I never had a break from my job. This was the first time in a long while that I'm doing extra time, pushing myself to work. It's the fear I guess that my partner will take control of everything, plus the extended family ever present like vultures waiting for a chance to pounce on a dead corpse.
I don't get them...why are they pestering us like that. Hell, kulang pa ba? Nilason na naman ng nanay ko ang utak ko...Pero di ko maalis din sa isip ko eh.
I'm enjoying my job. At least compared to my previous stint, I'm actually learning something now. Even if the immersion process shook every cell in my body. I still shudder at the thought of talking to someone new, it's that fear.
Hay..just counting the hours..hmm...
Till next post.
