Now, scram!
I admit it: I am an evil person. Evil, evil evil. I have a short fuse, often my tolerance is limited, and my biases are very sharp and defined. It’s really a wonder that I became an activist considering how much I dislike being around other people. Because of this I 
walk around guilty, carrying my guilt like an albatross around my neck. I prefer children and animals to adults; I have better fun on my own, and I hate hate hate it when people disappoint me by being effing unkind, inconsiderate, indifferent to the pain of others.
People who really know me know that I have a very short temper and am capable of exploding like a hand grenade. Right now I feel like a tightrope walker who does not fear falling, but if she did, would very much to fall on someone extremely annoying and unlikable so as to do the world a favor.
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As a consequence of my foul mood in the last three days, I went off to watch Ratatouille yesterday afternoon. For an hour or so I forgot how wretched I was. Watching a talking rat enjoy a plate of cheese, strawberries and crusty French bread does wonders for one’s stress.
Why am I wretched? My brain is tired from too much writing, and from writing too fast. I’m also pissed off with my husband who refused to lend me his flashdrive last Sunday (sobrang damot) so I was forced to pay for wi-fi just so I could get a file out and send it somewhere (am soooo pissed off).Also, my right arm hurts like a bitch because I banged against a door (yeah, yeah, I’m a klutz).
So while everyone else was protesting against the implementation of the Human Security Act, I’ve been writing about it and getting angrier and angrier by the minute. And I’m not done writing and I’m still angry.
Of course I still smile at my newly-released boss while I tell him or show what I’ve written recently. It’s funny how Ka Bel’s image in the media is (I think) one of a hard-nosed labor leader who’s all seriousness; but the truth is that he’s a kindly, funny person who’s easy to please.
Ang chief of staff niya ang salbahe.
Oh well.
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Napanood ko na rin ang HP 5. Hindi maganda. I loved Luna Lovegood and loved to hate Prof. Umbridge. I think the script could’ve been written better - I don’t demand the impossible such as having the entire book translated on screen; but there are ways and ways to not sacrifice the essence of the story, I think.
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Clem has been kicked out Orange and Lemons, and because of this I don’t care to follow the band anymore. Clem was the soul and the brains of ONL, and it will never be the same without him the band. Sayang talaga. What dopes the rest of the band members are!
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I wish the best for the Supreme Court and its justices. I really hope that it’s not all just talk, Chief Justice Reynato Puno’s brave declarations on how the SC will wield its authority and powers to protect civil and human rights!
Am crossing all fingers and toes that the SC will look with favor upon all the motions filed seeking a TRO on the implementation of the HSA.
It’s horrible, horrible knowledge, knowing how unsafe your are in your own country. It’s not just the pickpockets, the snatchers, the rapists, the drug addicts, the drunk drivers you have to watch out for — but the soldiers, the police, the Department of Justice, and the National Security Council. Voldemort is out and about, ladies and gents.
