Two weeks and counting, I am only with my younger brother at home.

It looks like I’m staying at the dormitory and I hate it.

  • Dinner is a short order take-out, a fried dish, or a canned good. No palatable viand since we wake up early morning for school and we have no time to buy ingredients. We settle for instants. Eeewww.
  • No television. I haven’t caught a 7:00 news. Okey, I admit it. No primetime soaps.
  • Clothes are running out. I have four upper garments left suitable in humid days. Time will come, I have to wear denim polo or my usual ‘where’s our dance number’ two-layer outfit.
  • After an exhausting schooling, I’ll mind to wash weekday’s utensils and kitchen wares, to clean rooms, to throw garbage and to water plants. an additional of five sets from the previous two at weekends.
  • I was given a ‘calculated-no excess’ allowance. unexpected expenses during late night stay at CS came. I already stabbed my blue bear bank and milked (?!) golden five and ten peso coins.

Sigh! I wish May 1 (Labor Day) soon come and I am going to rest.