How is life without me?

Someone sent me an essay entitled 'How's life without me?' in my anonymous account. (i.e. the account for my anoymous blog). It relates her idea on a world without her. It was pretty heart warming and I decided to follow suit.

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So how is life without me?

Dull is an understatement on the account of life without me. Boring is pretty weak a word to describe a world without me.

I know myself pretty well and all I can say is that without me, you will never ever find a person who is guartnteed to be there if you need him. A person who is the most truthful to the point of being blunt at some times, but that bluntness is his way of letting you know that you should change - for the better. He may have the sharpest tongue out there, but if he cares for you, you know you will be always safe. You might find him nursing you to health, cooking for you or doing the dishes for you.

He always bring life to the world around him. He lightens up the mood with hearty jokes. Though corny at most times, but at least, somehow he makes you smile. His simplicity and truthfulness is his greatest asset.

I can continue this forever, but something tells me that I am like advertising myself here. Hehehe.
Ok na therapy to kung doubted ka sa importansya mo sa buhay n ibang tao.

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On other side of things. I admire Batista's nationalistic pride. He had this new tatoo of the Philippine flag at his shoulders. Cool diba? Meron kasing iba porket masaya at successful na, di nila naaalala kung san sila nagmula. Kahit walang kwenta tong pinas. Proud ang pinoy sayo Batista. Kahit peke yang mga ginagawa mo sa wrestling, idol kita. Hahaha. Yowza!