out of order

my existence for this particular day has been unproductive.like i cud just vanish and it wudnt matter a bit.its like there are a gazillion things running through my mind and i cudnt just figure out how to put them in order.thats it! i am out of order.

and while i am trying sooo damn hard to concentrate on work, my fon beeps.
him: hey u.
me: yeah? toxic day at work.talk to u latr.
him: ok.toxic din d2 sa haus.
curious, i go: huh? y?
him: kainis yung katulong e!ingay ingay, i cudnt slip.tapos she doesnt iron my clothes!

anak ng kalabaw naman o! here i am feeling doomed with work and some creep is havn problems because someone refuses to iron his clothes? geddemit.