Banana Chips Love Story

As for an introduction, here I am in my office cubicle adjusting my mind and body to the frustrating sound of my office mate’s mother fucking kblam-ming clickity click sound of him typing in his keyboard which I think he purposely does to irritate me. Oh well just an ordinary day wearing our semi-yaya like blue uniform with my matching red manicures and my hair adorned with my telephone kind of wire pony tails…I sit around and pretend to work on a paper I would not even know how it would start, ..still I have nothing better to do because I just felt that my work piles down and pours to me like ashes during a windy day with construction workers pouring cement in the ground …I try to stay grounded, yeah totally like that, so not worth the time and if you wanna know what are those back logs, god forbid me, I wouldn’t dare to explain it one by one. Oh well so moving forward to my random topic, “the unwanted attraction of ending up hurt”, as they say some people are blind and deft to the fa