To Everyone:
Getting out from the addictive bum life seemed hard. I ask forgiveness from those who have been directly (hmm...) or indirectly "affected" by my less than usual net presence, therefore failing to update/validate my existence. In the process of uplifting my life from being a bum to a fully functional human being, I have applied for a dead-end job. Contract signing / doomsday is this afternoon. For those who still remember dear old me, or those who want to rescue me from employment, you are welcome to text me now @ 09159693896 (yes, now i'm shameless to admit to social retardation). Or for those with landlines, pls text me first. I'll call you myself.
For future self-reference (do not read as next paragraph is only for me to read someday)
Do you want someone to tell you the truth and be willing to cover for them with a lie?
Or do you want that someone to keep pretending with you then soon discover that it was a lie?
Getting a girl pregnant is something. People who you don't know if they are pretending to have had it who bug you if they got someone pregnant for about 109 times is yet another story. I have inquired every conceivable resource I could.
2 comments:
u lost me there.. u did say: dont read.
anyway, i really miss you. how are you doin?
Because we weren't supposed to read it, still ignored it. hehe. So what happened this time anyway?
P.S. Sinabi ko kay mama ikaw yung tumawag sa bahay, don't worry hindi siya nagalit, natawa nga siya eh. haha! Pero thanks for warning me beforehand that it was just a prank call. haha
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