It's getting harder to bullshit. Maybe it's because I'm older now, and things are supposed to matter.*laughter*And now maybe I'm supposed to mean what I say. But then I'd have to know the actual difference between real truth, and truth at the time I'm saying it.

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Someone told me once that I tried to hard to control things. If that were true, why the hell am I a mess? I'm really not bitching. It's an honest question.

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Watching Chicco blow a smoke cloud skyward.Me: Sana yung usok may kasamang wish, para alam mong nakakarating sa langit. (Chicco tilts his head and blows another cloud)Chicco: Lord, sana mag-quit na ko.

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To all of you there whose issues are definitely more important than mine (because believe it or not, the one I have right now isn't obvious, and for once I'm never going to bring it up), it'll all be okay. Whether it turns out well or not. Okay will always be the last description for any given situation. We have to believe this. So it will be okay.

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off to the ICT Christmas party down at Metrowalk.. afterwhich the whole team proceeds to Laguna for our own version of an ICT Christmas.. it better be good. laters!