Rants on how life sucks for me.

Pucha, kanina umalis ako. Pagbalik ko sa kwarto ko para magbihis, pucha, andun na ung folding bed nung kapatid kong... Well, anyways, isa lang talaga ang ibig sabihin non, wala akong say sa mga bagay bagay dito sa bahay. Wala silang pakeelam sa sasabihin ko. Okay? Leche talagang household to.

Ha-highbladin ako sa mga tao dito eh, puro abnoy. Isa na ko don, feeling ko abnoy na din ako. Taena, kung kelan ako tumanda, dun ako makikipagshare ng kwarto! Leche, pati mga gamit ko, arranged na! So, di ko na alam kung san ung mga gamit ko, kasi nga, naka-arrange na. Changenang yan...

Taena, dapat pala tinuloy ko na yung pagbukod ko eh! Taena, tatagal naman ako siguro ng 3 months sa ipon ko ngayon.

Seriously, i hate this family. Wala akong say sa mga bagay at palagi tingin sayo ng nanay mo mali. Minsan, nakaupo ka na lang sa tabi, tapos magaalburuto sa katulong namin, magsasabi ng "May kalat nanaman! Pwede naman tapon sa basurahan!" Obviously, kahit hindi ako ang nagtapon non, ako pa rin ang pinapatamaan kasi ako lang ang tao dun pati yung katulong.

Siguro pag nilagay ko lahat ng frustrations ko sa bahay dito, taena, di kasya ang buong internet!

Taena!! Badtrip talaga. Ikaw, reader, siguro tingin mo sakin napakasamang anak ano? Well, hindi sa pagmamayabang, pero pag naging anak mo ko napakaswerte mo. Kaya, ampunin mo na ko please? Haaay...

Soon, i will get out of this goddamned hell. Soon.

A heart warming story.

A man is waiting for his wife to give birth.
The doctor comes in and informs the dad that his son was born without a torso, arms or legs.
The son is just a head! But the dad loves his son and raises him as well as he can, with love and
compassion. After 21 years, the son is now old enough for his first drink.
Dad takes him to the bar, tearfully tells the son he is proud of him and orders up the biggest,
strongest drink for his boy.
With all the bar patrons looking on curiously and the bartender shaking his head in disbelief,
the boy takes his first sip of alcohol.
Swoooop! A torso pops out!
The bar is dead silent; then bursts into a whoop of joy.
The father, shocked, begs his son to drink again.
The patrons chant "Take another drink"!
The bartender still shakes his head in dismay.
Swoooop! Two arms pops out!
The bar goes wild. The father, crying and wailing, begs his son to drink again.
The patrons chant "Take another drink"!
The bartender ignores the whole affair.
By now the boy is getting tipsy, and with his new hands he reaches down, grabs his drink and
guzzles the last of it.
Swoooop! Two legs pop out.
The bar is in chaos.
The father falls to his knees and tearfully thanks God.
The boy stands up on his new legs and stumbles to the left... then to the right... right through
the front door, into the street, where a truck runs over him and kills him instantly.
The bar falls silent. The father moans in grief.
The bartender sighs and says... "He should have quit while he was a head!"