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my take on all this Chip Tsao-ing

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I summoned Louisa, my domestic assistant who holds a degree in international politics from the University of Manila, hung a map on the wall, and gave her a harsh lecture.

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Sa University of Manila na lang ako mag-aaral!!

...wherever that is.

hahah i kid.

Hm. Well.  I'd really rather not get riled up about it. His thoughts aren't anything new, really. They're practically old sentiments re-awakened by the whole Spratly issue. And the only difference was how he was so openly vocal about it.

It's not surprising that anyone thinks we're a "nation of servants." Even most Filipinos could easily see why. Fact is, there are a lot of Filipino domestic helpers abroad. But since we come from the Philippines, we just don't like how Tsao used that to deduce that our country is such a nation.

But so what. We don't really need to prove ourselves further. We know we're more than that so why waste our energy firing back insults...and online?? We really don't want to seem like total-posts-counter-conscious n00bs on some message board. Sure it's offending, but let the man exercise his right to free speech.

Kawawa lang talaga kung totoo yung mga kailangang mag:

"Spratly"... "CHINA MADAM/SIR!!"

But for all I know, pinagtatawanan na lang ni Manang yung chongaling niyang amo. Katawa-tawa  nga naman talaga kung pagawin sayo yun. Pero isigaw mo na lang. Kering-keri mo yan, Ateh.




Mmmkay.

"Don't think too much."

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This certain piece of advice is quite practical and very applicable. However, when addressed to me, it turns futile.

Still, thanks for listening. I needed that. Badly.

And yeah okay, I promise. :)

wht.

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bipolar

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KASI YOU KNOW WE NEED NEW PICTURES. =))

Anyway, Happy Birthday Diego! :D I congratulate you for celebrating with carbs on your birthday. HAHAH.


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Meanwhile...sorry, it's anti-climactic. But. I've been sick since friday night. Dunno what happened. I was online. Then I suddenly got chills. Then it got worse to my whole body numbing. Had a hard time standing up. Bedridden for two days. And now walking feels foreign to me. I'm a whole lot better now. But I still feel like crap.

Rarrrr. I LOATHE being sick. Now I get why it's depressing. When you're forced to stare at the ceiling for hours, you tend to think. And when you think....


bleghr.

SISTER ACT 2

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Feb 9, 10, & 11
Booyahkahshah.

pensive

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A lot of thoughts today.

It's usually what happens when you just shut up and think.

At least for me.

Days are so long now.

I miss going home with the sun up.

I somehow feel detached.

It's quite difficult going through a loooong day with pretty much nothing to look forward to.

It's even harder when you do look forward to something and don't find it there.

...

College season, move over. It's ball season now.

It's the latest buzz.

Who's taking who. Who's not.

Who.

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And here's the battle again.

I think I've already run out of things to say about it.

Except can you please just pack your crap and leave?

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But that's how it's got to be
It's coming down to nothing more than apathy

...

It's been getting cold again lately.

February

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The bittersweet month.

I'm sneaking in an entry while working on the research paper.

I don't really know why...but I feel so glum.

Today was the first day of Feb. Come to think of it, by the end of this month, I'm pretty much done with high school. (That's with Talaban defense unaccounted for, of course.)

But it's one of those things that you both dread and anticipate at the same time.

I'm trying to backtrack and see where I was this time last year.

All I could remember in particular is being prom-dazed...which reminds me of the "prom fair" in Podium earlier. LOL.

Anyhoo, prom was so last year. Don't you just wish there was such a thing as Ball Fair where you can just grab a balldate. hahahaha.

Anyway, that's march pa naman.

There's still February and all it holds. final projects/IW, drama club play, valentines/ single-awareness day (HAH), exams, and whatnot.

Hello, Feb. How (un?)pleasant to meet you.

'til he was with me, yeah me.

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and I thought it wouldn't be long til he was with me.


...well, not really.

'cause it's frightening to be swimming in the same sea but I'd rather be here than on land.

My dad took me to buy cartolina yesterday and he was switching stations on the radio inside the car.  There was this girl who sang an oldies song live. It was pretty alright but then after she started talking and ruined it. :| So my dad kept switching...and then when he finally stopped, I heard Chris Brown singing. I'm not entirely certain...but I think he was digging it. :|

ahmmm...

I was about to blog about how I feel. But then, I'm finding that difficult. So never mind.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DIREK JAIME!
Even if you're probably not reading this. hahah. Just because I count your weird moments doesn't mean I don't appreciate them. :)) I wish more birthdays and weird moments to come for you. hahaha

and I thought it wouldn't be long

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trying to fix my sched. @-)

tom -drama
tues -fx
wed-fx
thurs-drama/fx??
fri-ateneo battle -> fx
sat - santolan for talaban

oh and yeah there's school too.

School is so unnecessary.

HAHA I kid.

Last Friday was card day. Thought my grades got lower cause of Lion King/Giver blah..but no. so yayyy. Only by Grace. huhu.

Oh and that was when we had the first show too...the same time as our first run. Uh. I'll leave the math for you to do.

Saturday practice for drama. Late. nyarrr. Then too early for FX. so I ate in pancake house in ash creek and did my QT, among other things. Then I saw Chris. woo o:

Show was better. A bunch of lovely people watched. Thanks guys. c:

Saturday was pretty fun. Interesting day. Pikachu's near-death experience with the short circuited wire. o_o Putting the set together: thumbtacks and pebbles. Getting to work the snow machine. Met a couple of cool people too.

Hm.

I'm feeling...apprehensive.

trials and testing.

He can do this.

P.S.

Sometimes I think I am out of my league, and then sometimes I think I can dream.

you make smell?

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There are days when you just want to stop and let loose.

This is one of them.

And I can feel more coming.