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Ponderings of an underachiever, A perfectionist. A lazy bum. Obsessive Maniac. Aspiring saint. Sinner. Closet socialist. Unapologetic Capitalist. Nationalist with Colonial Mentality. Catholic. Liberation Theologist. Frustrated rock star. Old Dog. Middle-aged young boy.

Monday, August 19, 2013

Philippines.


The Philippines to me is like a relative who you sometimes wish will not show up at your wedding.

You love them but you'd wish they weren't such a pain in the ass.

You will never disown them. They are your flesh and blood. You will never turn your back on them. You will defend them at the risk of serious bodily harm...even death. But that does not mean you wish they were different. There are days when you could just strangle them.

Haaaay Philippines.

What is there to do? HELP. Be a catalyst for positive change. HELP. Do something! Bitching about issues is not helping. Gawa. Hindi dada.

Hopefully, during the next party, they'd be in long sleeved shirt not in a basketball jersey.






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