home sweet...

hell. (copyright belongs to captain obvious.)

you know i'm home when i have this irrepressible urge to blog. and i actually do.

it's been over 72 hours since i got home. the novelty is fast wearing off.

i am once again the kitchen maid. and then some.

my body has yet to adjust timezones. sleeping at odd hours is not good for my mood, much less my tolerance of annoying relatives. even when one is living in an island ten degrees closer to the equator than i am. (never underestimate the far-reaching powers of irritanting siblings.) and then there is the mother.

of course, it does not help that my old mobile number is still inactive, and i am still disconnected from the people i would much rather be with than abovementioned kin.

up side - best friend loaned me phone to keep to connected to at least ONE other human being outside the nuthouse. theatre-bike-text-coffeeshop boy helping out with schoolwork. (i have GOT to think of a better name for him. urgh.) team paper almost done. currently working on design project, and making good time (i think).

now i have to brave metro manila payday weekend christmas rush traffic to bring my younger sisters to the mall located in the middle of christmas hell. let the games begin.