Tag Archives: immigration
Jean and the Beanstalk
Once upon a time, in a land not so far away but definitely in the UK, there was a girl named Jean and somewhere in this fairy tale, she’d get some magic beans and an enchanted beanstalk. Of course, as … Continue reading
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You’re Right, You’re Right
Oh, you’re right. Yeah, you’re right. You haul big boxes on your shoulders every night, Bruise them and heave some more boulders. Oh, you’re right. Pain makes you right. Girl, you’re the boss. Yeah, you’re the leader. You strut around … Continue reading
My Pimples Never Lie
My pimples never lie. They burst out like an angry Arab mob out of my greasy pores when my unconscious falls into anarchy (though the unconscious is already in a constant state of chaos). They burn. They itch. They make … Continue reading
Neverland: 107 Days to Go (A Failed Attempt at Self-Flagellation)
Yes, yes, crucify me! Pour gasoline on me then let my carcass burn through the night so the crackling fire and black smoke can serve as warning to all those who go back on their word! I am guilty of … Continue reading
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Neverland: 116 Days to Go (Grasping and Losing Time’s Tail)
Time is a speedy motherf*cker. Can you believe it? Just 116 days to go now before my birthday death day party. Chemae and I wrote some articles, sent some Tweets here and there, went to a beach in Zambales, drank … Continue reading
Neverland: 121 Days to Go (Fast-forwarding the Fruitless Week)
Coming back from an awesome beach trip to Nagsasa, this week felt more incredibly dull as the city looked like a completely gray picture of staleness and pollution. The only thing that’s pushing me to continue doing my regular day-to-death … Continue reading
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Neverland: 128 Days to Go
We had a little fight over… nothing. Honestly, I still don’t know how we got the bad vibes for each other just by discussing tiny, immaterial topics over YM. I think it was about a girl who looked like a … Continue reading
Neverland: 129 Days to Go
I worked from 8:00 AM ’til 8:00 PM today. If I were in Canada or in Singapore, I’d be so filthy rich by now I’d have my own pad filled with PS3 and Xbox games, all the guy and geek … Continue reading
Neverland: 130 Days to Go
I haven’t slept for more than two days because my head is crunching too many thoughts. The infernal heat also has a lot to do with my endless turning in bed. Except for that, this day is ordinary. Ordinary days … Continue reading
