18 March 2008
The smart ducklings
Saw a post on… well I dunno what that litany really was. But man was it long, and I’m reluctant to post a link because… um, Janina San Miguel should remain queen at least for a couple more weeks. Or until she passes Lucio Tan’s English course with plying colors. Flying. Whatever. Try to be nicer, will ya? The post described the author’s ongoing Ugly Duckling journey from weakling to bully to blabbering geek. Anyway, like how the aura of the Semana Santa drives everyone to a trance, the article pushed me to remember more of my younger days. When our group used to command silence when passing by school corridors and get free snacks courtesy of my classmates’ moms. Everybody loved us. But that’s history and there’s nothing to be really ecstatic about: I still look like a frog and sound like a duck. So there.
The aw-tor recounted how he endured bullies in grade school, fought back in high school and finally joined them in college. Yes, Dealers, bumigay rin si gago. Fifteen years of hypocrisy, two months of adolescence and maybe an overdue circumcision later, he decided that the darker side is way more fun than his halo country. If anyone will be asked to choose between being a weakling and a bully, Specs wrote, I’m sure anyone will choose the second. Isn’t he smart?
Aren’t we smart?
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Encore: But soon he reverted to the loser that he was, saying he always knew he had a Samaritan in him all along. Which I debunk because he prolly just misses the peculiar feeling that can only be brought by rough, man hands. So that puts him back to Aisle Wuss, at the corner of Moron. Now we are definitely smarter.
The aw-tor recounted how he endured bullies in grade school, fought back in high school and finally joined them in college. Yes, Dealers, bumigay rin si gago. Fifteen years of hypocrisy, two months of adolescence and maybe an overdue circumcision later, he decided that the darker side is way more fun than his halo country. If anyone will be asked to choose between being a weakling and a bully, Specs wrote, I’m sure anyone will choose the second. Isn’t he smart?
Aren’t we smart?
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Encore: But soon he reverted to the loser that he was, saying he always knew he had a Samaritan in him all along. Which I debunk because he prolly just misses the peculiar feeling that can only be brought by rough, man hands. So that puts him back to Aisle Wuss, at the corner of Moron. Now we are definitely smarter.
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