After watching Mano Po 6 (Sharon Cuneta’s bulky package is the only thing I can remember, btw), I saw a children’s party at Jollibee. A Jollibee mascot was there, entertaining the kids the juvenile way. I stopped and stared at the happy bee and saw myself joining the kids’ crowd. I smiled and saw him smiling back at me. Well, he can’t frown anyway. But the jiffy moment I sang and dance in my mind made me realize how old I am now that prevented me to actualize those action thoughts. I’m 20, and I think I’m old.

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