Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Bitter Birthday Girl and the Utmost Craposity of Life
Bitter Birthday Girl and the Utmost Craposity of Life
Of course, I'm bitter!
Did you really believe me when I said, "No, it's okay."
It's so not okay. I feel betrayed - by my "father" and "mother". After all these years of slaving - book reports, essays and extemporaneous speeches, you get a phony glass box.
Consolation prize?
Unjust compensation.
punyemas in pajamas.Who wouldn't cry foul naman? All Juanito Pelaez needed was an effing diploma. Sure, he is great, but they could have just given him a platinum medal. I'm not bitching out solely because I felt like I was deprived of something. Yes, dears - do not assume anything. Yes, dears - never count your chickens until they are hatched. but how the hell can you do that when Daddy Dearest has been showering empty praises all this time?
I'm bitching out because so many people from our batch - BATCH 2006 have been deprived of many opportunities. It sucks harder that Madame Brooch (Inang Rosie) feeds on "stateside langis" (as Jomar put it..) Alps could have been the Orator of the Year.
Oh well, there's always the People's choice Awards. On the bright side, it feels good to be recognized not by a few hypocrites but by my batchmates.
Thank you, loving people.
To add to the craposity of life, my birthday fell on a Sunday and yes, dearest mare decided to hold her own affair on the date of my birthday. thankyouverymuch.
And, oh - I turned 16, not 17.
Then again, Juanito and I are friends (or so I think). I acknowledge his many talents, but I am very disappointed with Madame Brooch and her clones for not giving the same opportunities to my batchmates.
Trying to be safe?
No, just trying to be polite.
C h i n i k a n i M i m o s e n u n g b a n d a n g 9:43 PM
