Procrastination is refusin to start/proceed wit an article you're makin to frantically search for some fact you think ya can't do witout which ya end up not usin' anyway.

“It’s ugly, darling!”, a fat balding foreigner told me as I passed him sitting outside Harisson Plaza’s Delifrance smoking a cigarette. “…Chewing gum is!”, he added as I gave him an odd look. And so is smoking, mister! *Pop!*

Work is...

diving dumbly towards tha wrong phone everytime one of tha four phones ring.

Weighing tha Pros and Cons of RRCG and G-liner
by 5h1n3 Santiago, Expert Commuter
RRCG is cheaper but havin fewer air-conditioning vents, it’s also hotter while G-liner, although cooler, is also costly-er, spesh when ya git stuck wit garapal kunduktors, and G-liners are teeming wit em nasty fellas who charge a peso or so more than necessary or pretend to forget to give back yer change so they’ll be able to pocket em.. [tsk tsk!]
Verdict: Since it takes forever to ride tha bus [ya hafta wait til every’un gets on & off] & I don’t git to ride it now to ma current place of employment…Jeep na lang! Masaya pa! I spesh like it when:
1] Passengers are united for tha common goal of wreckin’ manong driver’s roof shall he fail to stop at a passenger’s meek yelp of “para”.
2] When manong driver is fast & furious on tha road spesh when passin’ up&down bridges so that tummy feels like I left it for a moment. [Slow is boring!]
3] When manong driver try to look professional [?] and fashionable [?] by announcing his status to tha public & wearing a Good Morning towel as a cap on his forehead.
4] When tha mere appearance/clothes/accessory/companion of a co-passenger keeps me amused through tha rest of tha ride.