i had tried to make it a point not to use profanity to express myself in blogger. until now. putangina.

the present situation leaves me stark raving mad. i hate it. i hate her. she acts like she knows everything, rules over us all. oh my god! who does she think she is? she can't even pronounce the word october correctly let alone write a decent letter to the philippine embassy. when she speaks, i cringe. i am embarassed by her smile and her know-it-all behavior.

putangina. ang tanga tanga niya! estupida! bakit kung sino pa yung mga walang alam yun pa yung nagmamarunong? (maddie, i will not translate this for you because it is simply too vile. i may be exerting bad influence on your young impressionable mind. suffice it to say that the first word of this paragraph is something we filipinos dare not call our mothers.)

i am fuming mad, i can tell you that. i am not okay. yesterday i was but right this moment i just want to bash her face in and give her what she deserved.

friends, you know i am a non-violent person. i abhor violence of any kind. i shy away from confrontation. but if i had a thousand pesos for every time i stopped myself from taking a pitchfork to her face i'd be richer than lucio tan.

i am exhausted from being angry. why did he have to die and leave us to suffer in her stupid incapable hands? apparently, his last words to her were, "ikaw na bahala sa opisina ha?" (which, to maddie, means, "please take care of the office while i'm gone.")

maddie, in a few words i shall explain the situation as thus: my boss recently died from malaria in los angeles. (yes, your part of the planet) he did not contract the disease there but went there immediately after shooting an assignment in a far flung village here in the philippines. one of our cameramen also died. anyway, this leaves us (the whole company) with an uncertain future and enough grief to last us about 20 years. the one he left in charge, well, let's just say, she's superbly incompetent to deal with me and what i do.

so there. cessy and marky, despite this post, do not worry about me too much. and do not stop reading my blog either. you know me, if i cannot slug it out face to face, i can resort to other means. i can be a wonderful bitch sometimes, as you very well know.