fucked up, but never out

Yes, stress is taking its toll on me. Even how much eggs I eat, or weights I lift, my weight is still gradually decreasing. As I've said, I've been busy with two things: transcribing and thesis.

Regarding the transcribing side job, its fair enough. The conversations are lengthy and the accents are a little bit hard to fathom at some point, but I'll manage. It's money after all.

I'm trying to earn more money for the SG trip. Actually, hiyang hiya na ako kay Ed kasi nag promise ako na dadalawin namin siya ni Dale this August (dapat nga nung July pa). I would've easily went since I already have the money for the trip (I'm just doing side jobs for pocket money and hotel expenses), but the motherfucking thesis just won't let me be. This little fucker has been a thorn on my backside for the last two years... time to put it out.

Rest assured, all is going to be well. This time, I really mean it.

And Ed, if you happen to read this, don't worry... Dale and I will get there, one way or another! Sasakay pa tayo ng reverse bungee kahit naduduwag si Dale Banthony, and gigimik tayo sa night clubs sa Red Light District! Hahaha! (don't worry Ade, we'll leave Dale in the hotel, promise! hahahaha!)

Good times are here to come... just have to take care of the little fucker for the mean time. :)