Live free. Die strong.

JEN. Philippines.

One of many who thinks music makes the world go round. A self-proclaimed food fanatic, a closet writer of anything and everything, photography dreamer, art enthusiast and frustrated traveler. If I could, I would live inside the cinema and drown in the wonderful world of movies.

I believe that if one must fangirl, it must be to fangirl hard or not at all.

It’s been a looong day and it’s not even noon yet.

I left work early yesterday so I had papers left to finish for today. I went to work early so I could have an early start. This damn in/out tray seems to be pro-creating on its own and what seems to be a few more papers left will suddenly multiply tenfold. I’ve been working on these papers since last week and I don’t think I will be seeing the end of it this week.

This morning was the longest morning I have ever experienced since the time my sophomore year professor started pulling out index cards at random for that dreaded history recitation. I’ve been typing like mad as if my life depended on it but every time I looked at the clock, it seemed like the hands went back 15 minutes just to mock me.

Sigh.

11:14 am. I’m almost halfway through this rant but only 5 minutes have passed after I last checked the time. Stupid clock needs new batteries. Oh wait, even my mobile phone says the same time. And so does my wrist watch. Great. I still have 45 minutes to type away before noon break.