for two nights now, on our ride home, Jeff's been complaining about me being quiet. all i could respond was, "wala lang." ...and that's a sincere 'wala lang'. not the other 'wala lang' that means 'bad trip, ewan ko sayo, wag mo akong kausapin, leche ka!' hehehe ..i didn't even know i was quiet 'til he told me about it. all i know is that on those two instances that i was silent, i was just trying to rest and think.

on the first day of reporting for work after my (day off and 2-day) vacation leave is already draining me. as blogged, i got really tired from preparing and having the birthday party but, it feels more draining to be back here. and, there's just so many things happening all at once.

officemates are leaving. a friend is also leaving very soon. customer complaints. issue on the raffle prizes. independence day events. fashion show. proposed budget. actual expenses. father's day events. web ads. incident report. the possibility of a promotion of the biggest monster in the office. etcetera. etcetera.

i feel like drowning. i feel paralyzed. no, i just don't want to respond to all of these, BUT i have to. i feel kind of caught in between - being responsible and having the right to refuse.

it's just crazy. it's chaotic. an abomination.