Tongue-ngengot

I usually get up late during my off but I started my day pretty early. 9:35 when I checked my phone. I went to the bathroom to do number one, did some stretching, push ups, lifting (yeah lifting) for 30. Well, I didn't eat breakfast. There's a food but a canned mackerel was not I expected but mom, I appreciate it. I turned on my laptop and checked my Myspace, Friendster, Manhunt, Yahoo and Hotmail E-mail Account. I called my mom to ask her what I'm gonna cook for lunch 'coz they were out shopping, yeah I know early in the morning. So she told me to fry the fish and cook pinakbet. I started heating the frying pan when my parents arrived from their early shopping galore and my mom took over my once in a blue moon cooking experience. After a few more minutes, the lunch is ready to be eaten, I was really starving and in the middle of the ceremony I accidentally bit my tongue so I asked my mom to give me a number and she said 5, equivalent to "E" but I'll let you do the thinking.

Here's the photo of my poor tongue bitten by my upper incisor.

Looks pretty bad and it was bleeding =(

What a "Not-So" Great Come Back?

As the new season have just started on primetime television along with the start of the new fiscal year for Walgreens, I have decided to make a huge come back entry after an extremely long break from writing. Well, I haven’t gotten a chance to update you coz my stress-producing yet not-so-busy lifestyle freaked me out when my parents moved with me here in SD. I didn’t say, I don’t want them to be here live with me, I’m just saying, adjusting after years living by myself overwhelmed me after they’ve made their first step in my unit.

Living in a One Bedroom-One Bath Unit is not advisable for 2 Adults and 1 Single Young Adult like me. Privacy is one of the main issue. They are just one door away from my bed a.k.a. the living couch. We see each other every 2 seconds everyday when I’m home. I can’t watch my porn and JO whenever I want it, can’t bring a dude whenever I need it (Which I never do when I was living alone by myself). I’ve dated few guys but I haven’t found the right one yet. Now I’m nearly be expired in not so many years, I should be experiencing and living my life I wanted but I can’t coz of my not so open-minded-to-gay-relationship parents I have which I love.

To make my short drama story be more shorter, another room is the answer so by the time I get the promotion, I’m not going to waste any second of my time to search for a Two Bedroom Unit.