why? why is this happening to me? maling mali eh. wrong combination. wrong wrong wrong.
i can't believe i have to deal with someone else's crap on my birthday. people should be dealing with my crap. it's my birthday.
BUTDENAGEN. holy mother of pearl. kumbakit ba naman kasi kinailangan, kinailangan pa talagang umabot sa ganito ang lahat. pwede namang gumamit nalang tayong lahat ng mailap na "common sense" o lohika diba. pero hindi. sadyang may mga taong salat sa ganon. thus, bring on the "ruin julie's birthday" project.
Lord, help me. kailangan ko po ng patience. patience. patience.
birthday ko na. 3 days nalang 18 na ako. pero ang liit ko pa rin. dati tingin ko sa mga 18 malalaki (well some of them are, and usually leche sila). ang weird.
nako kung anu-ano na naman ang nangyayari sa labas. si randy david hinuli... si erap namamaga ang mata... si *toot* binibwisit ako. oh well. i think a little drama won't hurt. nakakatawa nga yung sabi ng isang elitista (wild guess kung sino to) "papet pasista pahirap kay gloria, patalsikin ang masa!" cute.
anyway, i better get going with my tita's paper (it's a fun job).
