too much

I'm too bored. All I do here is eat, and sometimes watch TV or maybe breathe. I can't stop eating here, with all the glorious food, who won't stop? Oh damn. All is perfect until suddenly, a text from a somebody, somebody I hate. He is coming here, he will be with us tomorrow in Laguna at lunch. Arg. I hate it. Now I want to go back to Mandaluyong. I'm too bored. And I feel alone. I cannot stand too much loneliness. I have got to get me some money. Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.