I’ve been so lazybones to write anything halfway decent here. Or even amusing. I was never the class clown, though i think I’m pretty funny (I was being sarcastic, to all you who snorted out loud).
Weather has been cold here, with the occasional rains, which makes Christmastime feel like June, July, or even October, only this time with lanterns. Filipinos never fail to rub Christmas in your face. In spite of the recession, seeing the malls literally bursting with holiday-cheer people is a good reason for me to raise my eyebrows (in confusion). It occured to me just how resilient we filipinos are. I guess we’re all so used to all the possible blows we’re continually faced with, and a patriotic me says that it’s great to be able to bend under the storm, get our feet wet and smile when the sun finally shines.
this morning some loser snatched the cellphone right off the hand of the lady standing right next to me at the stop. The lady just looked at her empty hand, shrugged and said “About time someone stole my phone; I was wondering what was taking so long.”
And who can tell me what the FUCK Medel thinks he’s doing? Politics…ah, what a complicated woman politics is. Or more like a dirty goat.
But still, no matter, tomorrow’s another day and it’s another day closer to seeing my Jul !!!
goodtimes.
