First Gravity (Completed)

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January 2012

Corrine

Kung siguro nakaka pag salita lang ang papel, malamang minura na ako ng sarili kong organizer, kulang nalang magdagdag pa ako ng extrang papel sa pinakalikod. May graduation ball practice, theater practice, interschool academic competition, meron pang thesis, kailangan din mag research sa report ko, mag aral para sa nalalapit na exams. Sa tingin ko kulang ang 24 hours. Hay buhay estudyante.

"Miss Lagua! nakikinig ka ba? sabi ko, paki sagot ng problem sa board."

Kumakalam yung tiyan ko may 30 minutes pa bago ang lunch break. Paano ko kaya mahahati yung oras ko?'mamayang 1 pm na nga pala yung interview ko sa Corbes Group of Companies. Hala, may klase ako ng ala una patay nakalimutan ko.

Kapag siguro nagugutom ka nag papanick na yung utak mo kasama pati mga bulate sa tiyan.

"Earth to Corrine Anne Lagua!"

Bigla akong nalito ng nag tawanan ang lahat, hindi ko nadinig yung sinabi ni maam kaya kunyari nakitawa ako.

Teka parang narinig ko yung pangalan ko. Ay tae! Balak ko pa namang magpaalam after lunch para sa interview ng OJT ko. Kahit naguguluhan ay sinagot ko ang question sa board. Ang shunga ko kasi at kung makapang hiya naman tong si Miss Katapat.

Mabuti nalang at madali lang yung problem kaya naka labas ako ng maaga. So plan B is on. Hays I guess I have to prepare sa kung anu mang consequence, not that I haven't cut classes before, but still I don't do it often, plus I have to stay late para mag aral to make up the time I lost in class.

Josh

Holy mother of cows! I joined the army to avoid my father's shitload, but here I am sitting on one of his disgusting plush office furniture. Just fucking great.

I just get bored easily so I stopped looking at the consumer data thing and looked up.

On my peripherals I saw a glass wall unit and has different kinds of expensive alcohol. Mhmmm that's right, I went to the huge display and took one, the most expensive. Yeah I'm gonna pour these babies on this stupid glass and wait no ice? oh, there's the mini fridge, I took a few steps and open its door, it doesn't disappoint I found a small blocks of ice.

I forgot that my father is a damn billionaire. Hello babies get into the glass and join the party. And just right after the glass touches my lips, the office phone buzzes. Just fucking great! I answered irritability

"What is it?"

"Mr. Corbes the applicants are ready sir."

I hear a high pitched cheery female voice which sounds familiar but I forgot her name. I think I'm gonna get laid tonight ladida.

"I'll be right there sweetheart." I heard her giggle. And I smiled back at the phone. Being in this version of oblivion has its perks though, women are throwing themselves to me freely! And no they're not hookers, no they aren't, they're clean, and some work in my company, others were models I've met during launching for whatever new products we have.

Lilly from the Human resource said she is making herself available only to me, some maybe genuinely wanted just the piece of meat I can offer. I train hard in military so, I guess my body were toned enough to be considered lean meat.

But others are obviously wanted some CGC fortune. Well...good luck to that, because I have no plans in tying the knot and get trapped by it.

My responsibility only includes my real job and how to satisfy my basic survival needs like food, shelter, clothing, socializing and by socializing, that means sex with women.

So incase I'll get caught up with some web this crazy sexual innuendo I have with women, I'll just pay them.

I repeatedly told them, so they won't expect any forms of attachement.

They won't be happy with me anyway, I am suffering some kind of emotional battle scar as the psycholigist fancifully described it, but my father straightforwardly calls it bipolar. I don't think anyone can stand me during episode attacks.

If it's not yet obvious, through what I have been narrating, I have no fucking idea what I am doing here.

I thought I can handle the multi-billion business, but I'm far from it. I can barely understand what's going on and I only have one thread from breaking lose and bite everybody's head.