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aldea i love my name alterations of my name: alja, dez, yads, dea birthday: august 24, 1992 favorite color: green uh... i stand 4 ft 11 and a half inches. darn it! i love to draw and sketch. do you love me? bleh!

LOVES
& my friends and family
& my sketchpad
& my 4b pencil
& Him and him

HATES
& chocolate ice cream
& pink cartolina
& vaseline shampoo
& vinegar

WISH
& scooter
& personal robot
& orange or black chucks
& pants

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Saturday, March 18, 2006

spoiled spoiled spoiled

you'll be hearing this word a lot

to start with, let's face it, i'm spoiled.

i grew up with a yaya taking care of me. until now. i'm used to shouting, 'yaya tubig!' or 'yaya paki-ayos na ng mga gamit ko!' i know, it's evil. i make my yaya suffer! wahaha. just kidding.

my mom never lets me do chores. my mom never lets me commute alone. even if it is as near as SM Bacoor which is just walking distance. i also get what i want, when i want. like when i asked for a volleyball, i got one. or when i asked for a laptop, well, my dad's already going to dubai right now find me one. why dubai? well, haha, he works there. or the digicam or the videocam. i am soo evil.

ah... the lifestyles of the rich and famous. just kidding.

but hey, i know when enough is enough. i never asked for a psp yet. i asked for a laptop because i needed it.

it's kind of weird. i have classmates who can commute home alone. i have classmates who do chores, i have classmates who, well, don't always get what they want. it's really weird. WEIRD I SAY! WEIRD!

ok. so maybe i'm the weird one but it's not my fault my mom forces me to put sunblock everytime i go out. or she lets me eat all i want and well, gives me more.

now why did i come to think about this topic? well, it was a thursday and i was being pulled out from the dorm and we were supposed to go to sm megamall. i asked my yaya if she knew how to get there. she said NO! so i asked my classmates. mark said we just have to take the mrt. wahaha, onga no. how stupid of me. the sm megamall was just walking distance from my dad's office in the shangri-la mall. well, of course, we don't walk. we take the car. AARGH! i'm giving me the creeps.

well, when we got to sm, i saw my cousins, one was half japanese. my first reaction was, 'shet ang bochog na ng pinsan ko.'

and then it came to me. even if i am spoiled, i still have responsibilities. i am the eldest of three children. i have to be the ate they loom up to, or whatever. AH BASTA!

wala na akong maisip sabihin e.

CONCLUSION: being spoiled is a challenge. you have to have the initiative to learn to be independent and know your priorities. it's a challenge to be mature despite life's luxuries punching you in the face. my point? di ko rin alam!!!

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