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It was June 30, 2005. 4:00 P.M.

The moment Mrs. L told me my official appointment begins on July 1st, my heart felt like a plastic cup full of maggots - swirling, and twitching about. I realized then that my 4-month-old vagrant life, at last, has faced its demise. No longer will i wait, no longer will i have insomnia, no longer will i answer to questions like: "Naga ano ka di Ave's man?", "Ngaa ari ka di haw?", "Ginabayran ka man nila?

", "Ano gina himo mo di? Indi ka naman di estudyante?", "Mr. Kalalang, are you connected with UNO-R?" Yehey, wala na may mamankot. Now all i have to do is make out all the this and

thats of the working life: it's sneaky, slimy tactics and creepy politics. Theres more to that, i'm sure, and in the next six months, I am to experience most of em.

There's so much ahead of me and i'm a bit scared. After all, i am a chicken. But I guess, things right now 'aint that bad.