Wow! Look at the time! November, so far, was beset with trials beyond
human comprehension and control. With all that's been said and done, I
have managed to maintain a low profile.
There's Napoles' hearing that gave birth to "Napolzoned"(read: "di ko po alam" slash I "invoke my right") which was derived from one of Ramon Bautista's coined term. There's also the matter of PDAF which SC has finally declared to be unconstitutional. Both issues were almost wiped out of circulation when Yolanda hit the nation leaving Tacloban a wasteland and kept Filipinos either united or divided.
Besides the little help that I have afforded to share, life goes on for us who were spared. Home has always been a refuge from adversities, man-made or otherwise.
There's Napoles' hearing that gave birth to "Napolzoned"(read: "di ko po alam" slash I "invoke my right") which was derived from one of Ramon Bautista's coined term. There's also the matter of PDAF which SC has finally declared to be unconstitutional. Both issues were almost wiped out of circulation when Yolanda hit the nation leaving Tacloban a wasteland and kept Filipinos either united or divided.
Besides the little help that I have afforded to share, life goes on for us who were spared. Home has always been a refuge from adversities, man-made or otherwise.
The first weekend after all these found me and Jing2 dining at MO2 San Juan following a. Our impression on their good food (back ribs and chicken misono) was set back from the poor service that we got from our waitress. Apparently the only other customer in the room was THE BOYFRIEND that our menu was given to us in haste and we were given a butter knife to cut our steak with just to mention two. It was funny in a sick way that we were treated that manner and that Jing2 can be really nasty when she choose to (slapping the table with her menu...I mean, look at the big smile on that face....lol).
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