Admittedly, I’m not that really interested in all the glitz and euphoric mood most people in this country have at the moment. I think it’s exaggerated, overrated even. The mere thoughts of it makes me cringe. I’m not talking about the Christmas spirit here. I’m talking about the overly ecstatic “rape victim” from wherever hellhole up there and the poor US Marines guy, who looks so damn good. Okay, I’m that *shallow* and *superficial* and you might even call me a persona non grata of my own country but I’m having this vexing feeling of melancholy, and pity for the young, handsome Marine. Aargh! I hate it. I kinda feel bad for him because he’s so young, and fresh, and incredibly good. Every time his face flashes in the news, I can’t help but be overly engrossed, and I’m definitely sure that I’m not the only one who feels this way.
source: http://uk.news.yahoo.com/04122006/325/photo/marine-lance-corporal-smith.html
As I was SMSing my good friend while the conviction was being read by the clerk of court, I told him that I would like to pursue yet another career some time in my existence. I told him that I would like to work in that Neptune Bar place where lot of US Marines hang out. But such a waste of time and resources. A trip to the Makati City jail would be more realistic and feasible considering the present circumstances. My piece of heaven is just a short taxi ride from my place of work. A lunch for two (moi and little daniel) surely wouldn’t hurt at all.
This barrenness shall pass.
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