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Ho venticinque anni oggi

forever isko. ex-cheerleader. international studies graduate student. ex-french major/italian minor. corporate slave. foreign languages and culture lover. stargazer. moderately wanderlust. quite opinionated. ebay addict. bag hoarder. true 90s kid. ruthless potty-mouth. interested in a lot of things. rants every once in a while.

(personal rather than private space from my usual online presence, this is more... uninhibited? so if you know me, O hay der!!! =p ★

12/15/2012  I have quite a history of throwing a bitch fit for years. When I was still in college, I had deliberately scattered a whole bottle of soy sauce on the table because the staff was deliberately bitchy towards me, threw a shouting match because of a ‘turon’ when the lady in the cafeteria had given me a pointless rant and even destroyed the upholstery of a jeepney when the driver and the conductor refused to give me the correct change. Picture this: blocks of foam flying out the window in the middle of the night and a huge, gaping hole in the seat.  I kind of outgrew this malevolent tendency five years after as I’ve learned to collect myself and control my temper. But earlier, I lost it and gave this fucking FX driver a lesson. I never wanted to stray from my usual route home because some parts of  Metro Manila are not exactly the safest locations to be. I paid to be disembarked near my place and I got the correct change after I said where I would be dropped off. But five minutes after, he started moving and we are in the middle of nowhere, the stupid driver announced it would take a different route. What a moron. I’m sorry but I can’t help that I started tearing your seat apart. I feel like Voldemort trying to snatch trophies for my wrongdoings, only that mine was crap. LOL I am so pathetic but I can’t help laughing as I see myself out of the vehicle. LOLOL That’s not just gonna fly with me.

12/15/2012 I have quite a history of throwing a bitch fit for years. When I was still in college, I had deliberately scattered a whole bottle of soy sauce on the table because the staff was deliberately bitchy towards me, threw a shouting match because of a ‘turon’ when the lady in the cafeteria had given me a pointless rant and even destroyed the upholstery of a jeepney when the driver and the conductor refused to give me the correct change. Picture this: blocks of foam flying out the window in the middle of the night and a huge, gaping hole in the seat. I kind of outgrew this malevolent tendency five years after as I’ve learned to collect myself and control my temper. But earlier, I lost it and gave this fucking FX driver a lesson. I never wanted to stray from my usual route home because some parts of Metro Manila are not exactly the safest locations to be. I paid to be disembarked near my place and I got the correct change after I said where I would be dropped off. But five minutes after, he started moving and we are in the middle of nowhere, the stupid driver announced it would take a different route. What a moron. I’m sorry but I can’t help that I started tearing your seat apart. I feel like Voldemort trying to snatch trophies for my wrongdoings, only that mine was crap. LOL I am so pathetic but I can’t help laughing as I see myself out of the vehicle. LOLOL That’s not just gonna fly with me.

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