HERE I COME TO SAVE THE DAAAAAAAAAAY!!!

Well, actually, no heroic acts of duty for today. Maybe some other time.   (Mukhang gago yung smiley. It has the face of a kid you can't help but pick on during recess.) But I'm young and invincible and full of that carpe diem crap that dwindles away like water in your hand once you start your term paper... aaaand get this! I have a SCHEDULE. Nyahaha. I leave our house at 8.30, and so at 9.00, I'd be at McDonald's ordering--what else?--large fries. Hopefully, my associate and partner in crime He-Bitch, the Metrosexual of the Universe,  is feeling omnipotent today and managed to create a schedule as well so that we'd BOTH actually be at the place to be. At 9.45, we head off to wherever (I did this schedule thing in less than a minute, okay?) and at whatever time Harry Potter 3 starts, we're there to critique every trivial and minuscule detail of the film. After the movie, I go to The Magnificat's fruitful meeting. When all the fruitiness is over, I go back home... to McDonald's. 

I would be pleasantly surprised if all these would actually happen later. Usually, when you thought you've got everything under control, some kind of adverse twist of fate would be arranged so that you'd be left spewing expletives.

In the meantime, Rico Blanco is singing Balisong to my eardrums and Mighty Mouse looks like a Metro Aid. (Oo nga pala. Mga tinginingining na pulitiko. The Metro Aids are left cleaning their trash. Too bad no one can really sweep the other grime and filth they have under their sleeves. )