Yes. Time. I am pressured with time. Everyone knows that. Every time I go to parties, to the mall, to my school (even when I'm in college) or even I'm on work, one thing is for sure - I have to go home EARLY. I never had a fun solid time with my friends because we are always concerned with my time. Afraid that when I go home, I might get a "sermon" - with full of bad words in it. At 8pm (which is pretty early for our generation), my phone will start ringing, full of text and unanswered calls. By that, it means that i Have to pack my things and fly myself home. Pathetic as it may seem. But how can I refused? Thanks to "utang na loob" I can't enjoy my life.
Time is Up! As always. And I am so tired with this! I want to enjoy my life. Stay up late on a bar, be with my friends on an overnight party, be drunk and be wild. I wonder, how old can i be till I'm allowed to do such things.
To my friends, I always envy you for having a time of your own. And I always feel guilty for you always think about me in every "gora". And I thanks you all for that.
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