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Monday, October 23, 2006

Tsk tsk...

Already feeling well after I got sick last week. So, I undertook the weekend with my usual glee. I woke up pretty late for my standards (8:30 am) and sat by my trusty throne and watched my weekend TV. Well, that's pretty much it. Nothing new happened, that is, until Sunday when my mom and our helper went home from our little Hacienda if you will. You see, the original owners of the farm and other people who happen to come by has been busy plucking my parents' vegetables. My mother told me how sad my father was when he learned that some bastards were picking up veggies as if they were theirs. The people who were left to take care of the farm did nothing because the people who picks at the farm were also their boss.

Anyways, I feel sorry for my father for he made the farm the way it is in his short stay here at the Philippines. I can feel their sadness because my parents put pretty big savings for the farm and our little piece of property in Cavite.

I just wish the people who did that get poisoned by the vegetables they took. Joke. Well, they'll get what's coming to them. Damn bastards. :)