Shit naman our mahihirap na kapit bahays

Shit, pare. I like woke up sa kaingayan ng videoke and tismisan ng mahirap pa sa daga na kapit bahay namin. They’re singing pa the moronic orc’s jovit valde-whatevs last name’s lame ass song with their patanga-tangang accent. So poor naman the karaoke machine they’re using with sabog sabog na sounds. Kadiri.

Hows your weekend guys? Mine was normal. Like inuman lang, shopping and gala lang sa Tagaytay with my mayayaman na friends. I know nga someone making pilit na sumama eh he’s not mayaman naman at all. Like feeling mayaman lang and napaka social climber. Like, you know, making pilit na he is one of us, eh they’re house kaya is sobrang pangit the ipis and the daga kaya decided to transfer to another house.

I’m here pala sa garden with my Mom. Hibiscus Tea and French Toast for breakfast. Okay na sana the ambiance eh. You know, the smell of fresh cut green grass and mamahaling plants and bonsais. Its the mahihirap na kapit bahays nga lang na sumisira ng araw ko.

Its Thursday and I hate it. I have pasok today and I announced nga sa twitter na i dont feel like going sa office today. I want to party tonight kasi. And oh, we’ll have this house party sa bahay namin this 15th. Theme is “Redcups and Condoms” If you’re mayaman, feel free to come. If you’re not naman, then join na lang my kapit bahay. Speaking of kapit bahay, I hope they can read this post - for them naman to know na they’re killing me with their parang tangang voice. Oh shit, I’m bobito nga sometimes. They are so poor nga pala, so wala silang Internet access. Ah, well.

Laters x