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I don't know why I'm writing stories that are beyond truth. Maybe because I wish those things will happen to me? Am I too ambitious? Yes, I am. 17 billion people in this cruel world for you to fit in, you need to take chances. Kanta 'yan. Sorry. Wala talaga akong maisip na magandang ideya para sa bagong storya ko. Hindi ko pwedeng gawing English lahat na gagamitin kong lengguwahe, kasi 'yun ang utos ni boss.

What will I write though? A story about a young boy with his one-sided love? Or a story about how unicorns swim? Cliché.

But one's thing for sure, I have the whole years of my existence to submit this story that's why I'm making it real.

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"Sir, pinapatawag po kayo ng HVC Books, as soon as possible, mai-submit niyo na daw po 'yung poems niyo."

"Tell them na I'll send it through gmail. Hindi ako makabili ng hard drive because I'm saving money para sa pang-sahod ko sa'yo."

She hesitates to walk away and bago ko pa siya titigan, umalis na siya agad. What now? It's true. What's the use of submitting a flash drive when you have internet connection and gmail? You're just wasting your time copying and ejecting.

"Yo, Dudie Hong!"

"I've told you, I'll sub---" Bastos. Nagsasalita pa 'yung tao eh.

"Hindi 'yan ang pinunta ko dude. I mean, 'yan talaga pinunta ko." He smirked and laughed his ass out.

"Ang gulo mo. Kasing-gulo mo buhay ng boyfriend mong hindi alam ang kursong kukunin sa college. Laging nagsasayang ng pera."

"Grabe siya. Nandamay ba? Dude, gusto ko lang tumulong. Balita ko kasi nagtitipid ka ng pera but not for travelling, instead, for your secretary's pay? What the heck, dude? Have you got your vault snatched by an alien or what?"

"It's a joke." I seriously mean that it's really a joke. I just want to release my anger to my damn secretary who always flirt with the other staffs. STAFFS. PLURAL. Iba-ibang lalaki nilalandi. I hate those kind of women.

"Ooooh. I think that lady made something to you? C'mon. Spill it! Did she asked you for a night? Then you, you, you---ouch!"

"Shut up, gross. I just don't like her. Will you please hire another staff? Appoint her to your other branch." I said while getting up from my swivel chair.

"Pang-ilan mo na ba 'yun? Sayang sa oras maghanap."

"Tss. Okay. Si Seungkwan na lang, tutal ikaw lang naman lalandiin 'nun dito." Inayos ko na polo ko at aalis nang nagsalita si Hansol.

"Pero bro, hindi ko kayang magfire ng staffs kasi, pina-rest ako ni papa and he is doing my works while he's here so...tiis muna."

Kaya pala nandito 'to. For sure, gusto na naman ako netong yayain pumuntang club.

"I'm not free tonight."

He got his tantrums again. Napaka-childish netong bente anyos na 'to.

"Hansol, you should at least run seriously your business. You never know what will happen. Your dad is very up for you, do not embarass him."

He just rolled his eyes. I went downstairs at nakasalubong ko pa 'yung secretary ko.

"Listen. We pay you for your hardwork in making coffees, encoding schedules, updating us, do some paperworks that are needed to be done by you, not to flirt with some guys inside the building's comfort room, spread wrong informations about your colleagues and leave a kiss mark on MY paper. Got that?"