Trash

January 9, 2008

I like things. They don't move around unless you pick them up. They shut up when you tell them to and even when you don't. This means that they don't shout or scream at you, and they can never tell you what to do. They also don't go to work, or much of anywhere, so they will be with you forever and ever until you accidentally spill grape juice on them. Ahh, things. I like things very much.

 

I have lots of books, lots of clothes, lots of shoes, lots of makeup, lots of stuff. But I don't have a lot of people. You know, there's a new wing at Robinson's Manila (just across the street from my campus) called Midtown. It has a lot of awesome restaurants and even al fresco dining above ground level! How cool is that? There are nice new tables under nifty white umbrellas littered outside. It all looks so neat, I'd love to go there. The College of Arts and Sciences in the University of the Philippines Manila has 1,700 students. But I don't know anyone who I can ask to eat there without a considerable amount of awkwardness. Which translates to: I don't have real, live friends.

 
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Bored, New Pictures, Still Fat, No Words For It

 
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