perfect starry nights. sweet dreams. moon beams. a love that's warm. and bright.

i'm too sick [literally] to comment on the weekend brouhaha that was. fortunately the common cold is curable. i just wish i could say the same for this country's state.

because i am very secure of my race, my being, and my heritage, i hardly make comments about what others say about Filipinos and the Philippines.

but this recent one just makes my blood boil. and i hate teri hatcher for mouthing the lines [not that she wrote it, i just hate her]. because bad lines should be nipped in the bud and i take the whole production team [actors, writers, directors and all] accountable for a distasteful attempt at being funny. the line is not funny at all. even if another country is mentioned, this kind of dialog is plain disgusting.

and then i wonder what's going to happen to that 'all-superior-white-race' *pwe pwe* if the medical people who got their diploma in some med school in the Philippines DID not save their crappy asses. last time i checked, we took care of your sick [insert whatever here].

and if that is your idea of acerbic humor, that shows just how tad desperate you are to sell. and grah.

[to be continued]