A sleep-deprived being who doesn’t know how to comb her hair. Just another typical cat, making records of her troubles, stating her disillusionment about the society, giving out moronic thoughts over the most insignificant things and some of a hundred everyday menaces. And yes, cats do these.
These are the proofs of my crime, the truth behind my every lie.
(^._.^)
Claire. Had seen no more than nineteen summers.
"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me" - Phil. 4:13
P.S. II
I tend to make "P.S." and I don't know why. I just do.
P.S. III
See?
P.S. IV
And um, meow?Mom woke me up telling me she’ll use the camera, which will I be using for the video shoot for our class work. She insisted, telling me she wants to have her officemates’ pictures since she’ll be resigning from work this week. I said mine’s more important, but she said she’s the mother. So I lost the argument.
I got furious, and it was 7 am, and while still wearing my pajamas, I went to the nearest store for cellphone load so I can call my groupmates to bring their camera. Then, the shopkeeper was busy staring at her cellphone screen while wearing headphones. I tried calling her attention, but to no avail. I shouted. I knocked (actually, I bang) the window screen. But she’s still unaware of my presence. I was angry that time, so I got a piece of paper, crumpled it and threw it at her. Then she asked me what my problem is. Then I told her, I understand that she’s in a different world when she’s wearing her headphones, but she’s working. You know what? I hate those people who will tell you that you should not talk at them when they’re wearing headphones. I understand them, but it should be done in the right place and time. If ever you’re crossing the road and you didn’t notice a bug truck hitting you because you didn’t hear it, you can’t escape death by saying “Hey, I was wearing headphones so I can’t hear you..”.
So I went to the next store because I was really pissed off. While I was walking, as if the whole universe is playing tricks on me, a lady threw out a bucket of water from her terrace so I got drenched from head to foot. She was watering her plants, then she saw me and just said sorry. I was speechless. I can’t react anymore.
I went home, all wet, and my cellphone got wet too and now it’s not working.
Fast forward.
After the interview, around 3 pm, I went to Cubao and stayed in National bookstore. Then I got hungry, remembering that I haven’t had any lunch. I’m saving up money, so I just eat at McDonalds. I was alone, and I feel like a loner while eating. This is where bringing a book to read becomes a saver of awkward moments. I was on my way to Greenhills for the adopt-a-pet program (omg the cats!!!) however, my mother called (I brought our landline phone; it’s wireless of course) telling me that we shall meet in a restaurant with her officemates. I look older than I am sometimes, so when I was around them, I look like 25-ish. I also saw a former classmate, and she literally shouted Claaaaaaireeee!? And everyone looked at me.
We got home around 10 pm.