Typhoon Ondoy, no cellphone again, no electricity for one day, and my lame prediction that I won't be able to watch Katy Perry and Boys Like Girls this Saturday (Oct. 3), fuck yeah, I'm sucking this.
Dear Typhoon Ondoy, get the fuck out of this country, I mean, world. I wanna kill you with kindness.
People, please pray for the typhoon victims. I'm glad to see some of these band dudes (e.g. lovely Alex Gaskarth and fuckin' Benjamin Madden) tweeting about donating on American Red Cross for the typhoon victims here in Philippines, I was in shock when I knew that Ondoy was such a HUGE calamity that some well-known people in other countries are offering some help in their own ways, I'm lovin' it. If only I had like lots of money, I'd be happy to donate a huge amount of money, but yea, the truth is the truth, I'm not rich, I don't have lots of money. Fuck yeah.
Dear any random high quality mobile phone (too much, yea right), please let me have you, let me own you, you're such a beauty, I'd even marry you. I love you, live with me. I'm halfway there baby, I'm gonna own you forever. I'll never let you go. You'll always be with me, you'll be my best friend.
Dear Meralco, never fuck with me again. ktnxbye.
Dear lame prediction of me not watching Katy Perry and Boys Like Girls live this Saturday, please don't you ever come true. Have faith in me, dearie. Let me watch my favorite band live and try meeting them. Make my lame and fuckery dream come true. Kill yourself (oh yeah, make my dream come true first, but yea, do it by killing yourself... whatever)
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