There’s really not much to do when it’s raining this hard. My favorite eating place across the boarding house is close on Sundays so I only ate bread and sardines for breakfast and lunch. I can even smell it in my breath no matter how much I brush. I hate to go out and buy decent food because that would mean spending more than P100 for a single meal. It’s a pity the boyfriend had to go home so there’s no one to treat me.

After Seniang got tired of howling outside, I decided to leave my room and be of service to myself so I dropped my dirty clothes at the laundromat across the street (where it cost me one decent meal.) And now I sit here inside Netopia with my stomach making some funny noises, thinking I just spent my dessert with this blog entry. Ok, enough with this self-imposed starvation. I can’t wait to have dinner at L’ Sea and have dessert and coffee at Calea. Hay, the perks of living alone. I can do whatever I want, wherever, whenever.

Yes, my life is boring that’s why all you get to read is this lousy excuse for a blog.