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I Never Seem to Learn My Lessons!


Yeah, yeah, yeah.. Maybe I'm just so, overly, extremely, super, to the max, times ten to the twenty-first power TANGA! I don't seem to learn my lessons and I just do things over and over again. Waaaah! It happend once again!

Well, I have done three things in the last three days that made me feel like this and I don't just feel so annoyed with myself over the things that I've done but I also feel very stupid. Sometimes, I question my sanity. Hahaha!! Maybe I'm suffering from Alzheimer's disease. But at this young age??! But of course, that was just a joke. Let me tell you the things that made me feel stupid..

 kaTANGAan #1: kaTANGAan over guys. Well, it's not new anymore. I've always been TANGA when it comes to kachurvahan and kaek-ekan in life. They just tell me things and I believe them right away and just say "yes" to whatever they ask me to do. But after some time of contemplating, I realize that I was actually fooled. But still, I wouldn't complain. These past few days I've been telling myself not to give in to this guy's requests anymore because I felt he was already abusing my "kindness." So I told myself that I would never ever entertain this guy anymore in any way. I actually succeeded for two days. I never texted nor talked to him. But today, you know what, I did! And he's back to his old antics once again.. and I can't say "NO." Pakshet talaga! I hope he realizes that it's just out of 'kaikog' that I am not saying no to whatever he asks.

 kaTANGAan #2: kaTANGAan at work. At work, besides swiping to the automated system for our time in and out, we are also required to sign our names to the log-in sheet, just in case the automated system fails. It serves as a backup so that we wouldn't have discrepancies come payday. To make sure everybody signs her name to the log in sheet, the supervisors made some kind of a rule that penalizes anyone who doesn't sign her name by Php10. Last Tuesday, our team lead called my attention and told me to pay because I forgot to sign my name. She was really cool though and she was even laughing and telling me to always remember to sign my name so that I wouldn't pay Php10. But guess what, yesterday, I did it again. I did not sign my name and I paid again. Grrrh!

 kaTANGAan #3: kaTANGAan over responsibilities. It's my day-off today, and tomorrow also. During my days off, when I have very important things to do, I usually plan out what time to sleep, what time to wake up, what time to do this, and what time to go there. Today, I planned to go to PLDT at 3:00 PM to pay for our phone bill and go to the Post Office afterwards to mail a letter and to claim a package. So as planned, I went to PLDT. To my surpise, it was closed. Just then I realized that today is actually a holiday! Wouldn't you get pissed off?! A few months ago, the same thing happened to me. I wanted to pay the water bill on a holiday.

After the things that I did in the past three days I don't know what to call myself anymore. Maybe it's time to get my head straight and concentrate on the things that are good for me... and time to learn my lessons too.

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