"happy weekend!"
that's what people at the office say as we leave the office on Friday afternoons/nights. baka polite lang talaga sila. or, well, they're trying to say na 'hey, have fun over the weekend coz when monday rolls around, patay nanaman tayo sa trabaho.' well, at least they wished me well.
kaya nga lang, well-wishes dont do you any good. especially when you have a weekend headed for disaster.
bottom line is that, when you're not in good terms with a "really good" friend and with your boyfriend, you're really not in for a "happy" weekend.
random musings on random things at random hours. do not take seriously, or personally. WARNING: posts may be cryptic, so if you think it's about you, it probably isn't.
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