i know of a place that is actually a black hole i have consciously though grudgingly leapt into. it's like there are Dementors there--they suck all the happiness and cheerful thoughts out of you and you are dragged to misery, because they want you to be like them.

the only way to fight Dementors is to gather every happy feeling and thought out of your soul, no matter how difficult as they try to suffocate you by breathing in all the air there is in this cell, refuse to succumb to insanity, refuse to be prey.

life is funny: one moment you're skipping with delight, another and you're crawling like a lizard. as if you people didn't know this, no?

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tere's birthday dinner at Pantalan was lovely. mama brought her Japanese boss and a colleague; tere invited her two best friends Arlene and She; Tj, Kulas and me. Kulas gave the most beautiful bouquet of flowers Tere has ever received in her life---tere's words. it was a bunch of mums and daisies in different colors, with a big sunflower in the middle.

kulas spoke with Sato in Nihonggo. kulas amused all of us with his linguistic wit. this man never ceases to amaze me.

i'll reserve my rants and raves for a later post.