Stories of my travels, (mis)adventures and my grand journey of marriage and motherhood.
Thursday, July 13, 2006
My gulay. I really am a magnet of a**holes lately. I think I have this sign on my forehead which reads, "you can mess with me". He is no different from his friend and I gave him the benefit of the doubt that he's less of a jerk. His behavior today proved otherwise. I really shouldn't be bothered with these things. This is just a waste of my effort and energy.