Update

I’m almost at the ends of my wits. Less than a month I’m ready for bedlam.
Okay. There are good days and there are bad. But goodness, those days are balanced by my bored days.
Hell. Everyday, I do the marketing. I’m developing muscles.
On my calves.
People at the market knows me already. Tricycle loves me. I’m like a coveted passenger. Ha!
They know me and they know where I’m heading. I also have a feeling they keep time where they know when I’ll be coming out of that alley in the market.
Everybody “madams” me to death.
Someone always ogles at me. Either because they have never seen a woman or I’m whiter than they are or maybe I still wear weird clothing.
But base on the whistles I hear could be that they never seen a naked belly before or arms.
This entry on my blog sucks. It’s just I’m so bored that I’m trying to type everything that’s coming out of my head.
I lost some money yesterday. I lost some games on tong-its. That and an old doctor who keep on getting the “hits” even though he wasn’t supposed to . And at the end of the accounting for yesterday’s sale, I also found out we are short of money.
One of my waitresses is mental. Totally. She’s more mental than me.
Topic jumping. My thoughts aren’t going in a coherent direction.
And for three days, we’ve been invaded by a swarm of flies. And not just the small flies. The big ones where they are so juicy and slow that by just walking with your mouth open wide, you could catch them.
But before that, after a rainy night, the next morning when we came in maggots where crawling all over the place.
It’s like hell. White crawly worms crawling all over you to munch on your skin. Ewwww.
Gas tanks prices rocketed up again.
Trying to take multi vitamins. I have loose hair everywhere. Virgin coconut oil is still disgusting even with a banana flavor.
Stopped eating banana.
I think one of my waitresses has a Lester complex.
And there is this lady by the name of Noli who keeps on hounding me about the pork she left on my freezer. I don’t give a damn about her pork. Anyway I told her if she wants to get paid she better ask dad. But of course, she doesn’t want to. She owes us money. For stealing the sales of our soda store two years ago. She’s an annoying bitch. At that time, dad has a feeling that she’s stealing us blind that he ordered us to take stock, sales and inventory everyday. Of course when we do this daily task, she just sits there and frowns at what we do. Always answering with a bite. Now she’s asking me to pay, I hope she feels what it felt to be left unpaid.
Aeon by the way has still a huge appetite.
Ate Rose is such a pain in the ass these days.
Well she was always been a pain but these past few months she’s getting worse. Since she had her “Marvin”. She never does household chores anymore. Actually the house is a mess. Shit everywhere. Figuratively and literally. Almost everyday she and her lover sits by the gate and do godknowswhat until well past midnight . And still leaving the house in shit. Last time I was home, I swore a blue streak while cleaning the place at the back. And she wasn’t there to curse at. She was in Pangasinan with loverboy, visiting his family.
Loverboy is younger than her. More malleable, right? She feels if she didn’t get married right away she won’t be getting married at all. That’s no way to base a marriage on.
And she expects to keep on working with us even after she gets married.
Ha. I guess I’m just disappointed with her. I really thought she could do better than that. But alas, I was let down by the thing she called “love”.