Hindi ko sana papatulan. Ang cheap.
Not that it's significant or matters a whole lot of deal.
I don't care but I cannot say I'm not affected.
If anything, this incident proves one fact: I have at least one hater lurking in this dog-eat-dog world.
Well, again, not that he/she matters
but hurling my name out there for everyone to (cyber-)bully may make anyone (or politician) rethink
how to filter democracy with some meaningful Internet-related bills.
Bored nincompoops.
A recurring reminder that context could be everything and taking a (clever) thing out of it can make virtually any otherwise positive or seemingly unassuming thing wrong, erroneous, defamatory, and basically negative.
I am happy with (almost) everything going on in my real life
so fretting over this cheap posting
is the least of my concerns for now.
My extremely precious time belongs to real people
who genuinely love me
and the surge of opportunities continually showering on me.
Besides, there is always this maxim that pacifies me:
"Fakers will always worry about maintaining an image.
Real people would never care."
I. DON'T. CARE.
BECAUSE.
I.
AM.
HAPPY.
One way or another, whoever submitted me to this blogger
will either get a dose of his own medicine or worse, own karma.
We are living in a self-correcting universe.
May araw ka rin.
Maybe not today, tomorrow or the next, pero MAY ARAW KA RIN.
WARNING.
What you're about to view below will WASTE YOUR TIME
and cause you worthless stress:
