Well, here I am again. Just to let you know, I turned 21 last May 6, so I can finally drink legally! On the other hand, my mom doesn't want me to bring alcohol at home. Dammit...
My mom wants me to reapply to my old workplace, as a receptionist. I really don't want to go back there anymore. Just thinking about that place makes me nauseous. I'll try applying as a tutor at LACC. Should be interesting.
There's this girl, Anne, who I think is really pretty. I've only hung out with her once, but I think I like her. I hope I get to hang out with her even more, and hopefully, the tide will flow to a more interesting path. I'm just really fucking sick of seeing my sisters enjoy their precious time with their boyfriends on the phone and in person. I hate it that I'm the only one who's fucking lonely... I'm really sick of this. Sounds pathetic that I'm really, really making a big deal out of this BF/GF stuff, I know. But so what? Let me see you stay single for 21 years of nothing but fucking loneliness.
And don't even think about saying that I'm fortunate that at least I have family, friends, etc. I'm not saying I'm not grateful for those things, but it's not complete until I get a girlfriend, or at least it feels like that. It's like eating rice without ulam (for any non-Filipino people who somehow is reading this, go research for yourself what ulam is. I don't feel like explaining it to you.). It's still going to fill your stomach, but it's not as nutritious or tasty.
