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The weather just resorted itself to rebellion and made sure to ask for a surprisingly high-value ransom from humankind. It’s March and it’s raining and I can’t jog! Just recently, I renewed my running contract to self since I am becoming a big boy. However, since the road to a slimmer figure is wet and slippery, I decided to have muscle-toning sessions in the comfort of my own room instead. The dumbells that I have been using are currently eaten by rust monsters. Fortunately, I bought some fitness gloves before and I am using them for the first time. It’s nice to shake the heavy hands of Curls again.
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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