Protest effect

 I woke up this morning with a heavy feeling. I felt like going back to sleep since I have had a heavy night yesterday. After I finished the vacuum, I started the laundry but left it hanging in the tub. Probably it was the volleyball thing that left my whole body aching.

I am very sad to hear a colleague having suffered from ulcer. And that somehow he’s totally dependent now to his priest friend for food and allowance. All this resulted due to the salary we have been receiving for the past 2 months. Business is tough and no one so far has even inquuired nor taken entrance exams as per my course is concerned. At times, it makes me wonder where the management is getting its money to pay us but then again, if he was just gutsy enough, I guess he could have availed of bank loans as for us not to suffer so much of what we didn’t do at all.

It pains me the most now that I can’t even have a decent standard of living. If it wasn’t for my partner, i could have been dead by now. He, too, opened the possibility again of letting the other room. I have been comfortable living on our  flat since the last renters evacuated. And never felt more free compared before.

I’ll be back with another blog later….I lost my mood.