My Turf

You can truly confirm that you’re way, way down in the dumps when:

a) your usually stingy friends begin to offer to treat you to dinner in a last-ditch effort to make you feel better, and;

b) it’s already more than two hours since you should have left, the lights in the other work stations have all been turned off except yours, yet you remain glued to your office chair, sobbing and bawling like a baby, wiping the tears with your blazer collar, playing Minesweeper while thinking the most self-cursing, self-deprecating thoughts, and listening to Silent Sanctuary’s Rebound (and they sing, "Sana hindi na lang pinilit pa, wala ring patutunguhan…").   

Hindi lang confirmed kundi confeermed: this is the lowest of lows.

Pull yourself together, girl…