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"From now on, everyday will be the most important day." Hi! The name is Angela. Born on 10191988; existing (and living) for 21 years (and counting). Only daughter. Graduate of UST BSCS '09. Currently working (and wasting my once productive life) in night shift to sustain her luxurious life. Plans to mature on February 2010. Addicted to Web. A licensed driver. In a relationship since 122108. Loves my circle of friends. Loves sweets. Sentimental. Slim, long-legged with fair complexion. Wants to edit her life. So help me God.

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The last post was a joke. I couldn't send an email because I wasn't connected to the Internet. It was just sent after I connected my laptop again to the Internet. Tsss. Heller! Stupid poor little girl. (Little?)

Haha. Sorry, my brain isn't working properly. I'm kind of sleepy. But because of my eagerness to blog, I'm fighting.

We'll be having our flu vaccine tomorrow at the office. I'll be going there with my family. My mom and dad will be vaccinated, too. Good thing there's this what they call salary deduction. But the hell, I haven't received my salary yet. The worst thing is I don't have my ATM card yet. (Payslips are accessible online. That's how high tech eTelecare is. Haha.) Hopefully, they won't be giving us our salaries inside a small brown envelope just like what the construction workers get during payday. :D *No offense meant.*

Today was a really low-stress day. Yea, we didn't do much. We just sat down there. Had practice calls. Had breaks. Chatted with each other. Laughed with each other. (Not at each other. They're different.)

The 1-10PM shift is very… eeew! I hate it so much! The whole week, since Monday, I wasn't able to talk to my boyfriend for more than 5 minutes. I was using the phone in the pantry which limits the call up to 5 minutes only. Err. I was just able to talk to him when I got home this evening. I think that was already past 11PM. The MRT sucked. I went there immediately after I logged out. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to reach the last train. I had waited for more than 30 minutes before I was able to get a ride. Connie and Anna, my teammates whom I left in eTel, even reached me there. Err. If we had just taken the bus, we would have gone home earlier.

I love you, BF! ^^

You know what, I am very excited to see him. Haha. I haven't seen him for a while. It makes me want to hug him soooo tight! We'll see each other on Sunday. That's our schedule. (Since my schedule in eTel doesn't permit us to see during weekdays. Tsss.) It's funny; he said, I had a great voice now. Does that mean my voice suck before? I said "I love you", right? I'm taking it back. HAHAHA! Kiddin', dear. I love you. :)

Anypoo. I'll just post some other time. My eagerness is not enough to fight for a battalion of sleepiness that I am feeling.

Do you know that there is one confirmed case of A(H1N1) here in Amang Rodriguez Medical Center, Marikina City? Inah sent an SMS to me about that. I am scared. I don't want to die yet. :s I haven't gone shopping to death yet. HAHAHA.

Good night. Sleep tight. Sweet dreams. (^_^)