I went to sleep at 3:00AM last night (or this morning) while everyone else was still out on an emergency mission: my dad's oxygen tank was running out of oxygen. The driver, Bernie, took my mommy and Malou around the neighborhood to ask around if anybody had an oxygen tank or had any leads. Philip and Bong then went into the heart of Manila to do the same.
When I woke up this morning, they shared a funny story about how Bernie, Malou and my mommy saw prostitutes patrolling around Philip's office building. It was funny because they weren't pretty.
The 1-eyed maid, Linda, finally got to wash my clothes after many dayd of me procrastinating to give her my laundry. I finally publicly debuted my Harry Potter/Gryffindor tanktop and my Twilight shirt here in the Philippines.
I saw High School Musical 2 for the 1st time on TV. Either it wasn't as gay as it's prequel, which I only saw yesterday, or I might be starting to get used to it.
My mommy told my dad for the 1st time about how I worked as a stuntman, a topic that always makes my mommy hysterical and prompts her "You're my only son!" speech at me.
DAD: Did they punch you and stuff?
The light bulb in the bathroom is acting up. We ate at some restaurant where I had sweet and sour pork, fish filet, garlic spinach, lechon, crab and seafood omelette, buko pandan, and some tropical juice. Then did some grocery shopping.
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