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Halo-Halu Special


4:30 PM
Let me tell you guys something that I just found out, eerrr. I mean learned.

Women of Russian descent always have their last name ending with “A”.

For example Maria SharapovA, if she has a brother name Mario, it would just be Sharapov.

I don’t know the authenticity of this information but it’s been passed through by a friend so by the virtue of
friendship, I believed her.

But in any case this is not true, I’m having my retraction ready.


6:00 PM

Anyhow, I got really scared a while ago.

Ok. It happened when I’m at work the time where I’m doing my inventory. I was so serious when suddenly, I felt that something was moving in my body, no don’t think too naughty. After pausing for a while to feel everything, I looked in to the mirror and was shocked, no that’s not the right term, uhmm ah...wondered why my Upper Lip was moving??

Like my lips has a life of its own.

I swear, I saw my upper lip was moving like there’s something inside. I was scared because it felt like my lips were swelling already.

So being a self proclaimed paranoid, I came up with thousands of reason, logic and explanation of the phenomena. But after a while, when I continue my inventory and seeing how many mistakes has been made, everything came back to normal.


7:30 pm

Anyhow, you all know that Dubai is a melting pot of cultural backgrounds.

I swear, I’ve met almost every nationality there is in this world.

Indians comprise I think the most in terms of population who lives here in Dubai.

And yes what would be the world without Filipinos.



8:45 pm

Needless to say that today like yesterday and on the other day is boring.

The closest I can talk to ease my boredom?

Marlboro Lights.

If there’s someone who knows me at this point in my life, this thing knows me the best.
Marlboro knows when I’m thinking about something a lot, because that means I will always be with him anywhere..anytime...

Marlboro knows when I’m sad.

So to you, Thank you for always being there when I needed you.

Thank you for giving me comfort.

I’m sorry, if sometimes we haven’t seen each other for quite a while, because I hope you understand that there’s a price I have to pay just to be with you.

But for now, since I can still afford you, please be there always so that I can feel I’m not alone on this world.

But I hope that being with you all the time wouldn’t kill me.

Friends don’t do that, and I consider you my friend.


Posted by webbster 12:08

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