So why do I work late?

I work late not just because of the fact that I am a night person but there are a lot of other reasons that lies within it.

1. During the hours of 12 am – 5am I am the ruler of my house. The house is mine to control.
2. There is silence. No one is knocking on the door, no phone calls to answer, no super loud televisions running all at the same time, no mom-dad-sister talking to each other or bombarding me with their lectures, so there is peace. Only my music, my work and me, just the way I want it.
3. No ym to distract me. I like ym. And I admit that it often poses as a distraction between me and my work. Hehehe. I cant help it sometimes.. hehehe. It eats up my time.. ehehhe:D but.. ok ako sa YM I have nothing against it or the people I chat with, my issue is within myself. Hehehe. Ok?!
4. NO ONE BUGS ME AT NIGHT! Omg. This is quite similar to my “there is silence” reason. NO ONE BUGS ME AT NIGHT meaning, no sermons, no lectures, no to-do’s from my … ahem. Mother! No “ate, tulong” from my sister! Hehehe. Those things are okay most of the time, but please don’t talk to me when I’m working.

DON’T TALK TO ME WHEN IM WORKING. I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE BUG ME WHEN IM AT THE PEAK OF MY MOMENTUM. MY LINE OF THINKING FALLS TO PIECES. This goes the same for both family and friends. I don’t care who you are, you better not bother me when I’m working. J

5. It’s cooler at night. It’s super hot in the morning. I can feel the heat through my bedroom windows. And if I’m working with my PC, walang aircon sa sala. But if im in my room with my vaio and my aircon is at full blast, most of the time, but of course I can’t do that often or else my tuition for dlsu will go to meralco. Huhuhu
6. When im working on something with my heart, i have a real OC attitude that i have to finish it now. as in now. when i want something done right i do it myself and at that moment. i have a tendency to be obsessive. its in my nature. when i want something, i want to get it now. or else i feel really bad and my mood for the whole day or week or month or year will revolve around the that thing that i didn’t get. ehhehe. weird noh?
7. i want things done my way, specially in my room. see, i dont clean my room. somebody cleans it for me. hehehe. so. when my stuff gets disconfigured and when my stuff are touched, or placed in a wrong way, the only time i have to fix it is during the night, when nobody bothers me. hay! i leave my room the way i want it in the morning around 5am.. then when i get back from school! hay! iba na naman ang pwesto ng gamit ko! kaka bad trip. the picture frames have been regrouped, my boxes have been re-organized and my papers mixed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! my mess is my mess. dont mess with my mess. if someone was to mess up eistein's stuff he might have never discovered e=mc^2... hehehehe. hahahah. wow. what a comparison. anyways.. my mess just looks messy but its organized in my head. i knw where my stuff is, until the time the maid or my mom or my sister or my dad touches it.

my room is like a public museum: OPEN TO ALL. hay. :(

So, there are seven reasons why I work at night. But now, since its summer no one follows their bedtime. Argh!!!!!! Ahhh!!!!! My sister doesn’t sleep till 3 am and my dad comes home from work late. So huhuhuh. Wala din. Ahhh!!! Nababaliw na ako!!!!! I share a room with my sister and it drives me crazy!!!!!!

Huhuhuh. I cant express in words how badly i want my on space, my own pad, my own LIFE!!!!!!!! I count the days till I can work and get a life na atlast!!!

everyone seems to be so against this "independence" drama i got going on. hahaha.

it's even got my old people i know talking. wow. as if i care. ha! oh, common. do they really think that they can still influence my way of thinking? do they really think that their lectures and "PIKON" words can affect me? no. because one thing that im proud that i got from my lolo is that i am a person with conviction. some can call me stubborn, well those are people who cant see it in another way. Too bad for them.

DON’T GET ME WRONG I LOVE MY FAMILY MORE THAN MY LIFE! But there's a thin line between love and being chocked to death.

well That’s me, chocked.

Which is so hard. I am 17 years old but im being treaded as if i was 7. this causes people to think that im spoiled or brat-y, though sometimes i can be a bit brat-ty but most of the time im not, but what can I do ?

Kasi. Naman nakakainis. All I want is space, and a life of my own! Is that so much to ask?