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Saturday, November 01, 2003

i’ve lost that halloween feeling.

i can very well remember a few years ago how magandang gabi bayan’s halloween specials used to give me weeks of troubled sleepless nights. now, it’s just another tv show that scares my nieces out of their wits.

there are myriads of all hallow’s eve parties going on in the metro right now. it’s more like an annual epidemic fueled by the westernized eastern culture of living the american life that we can’t really have here. the ghoul holiday is a money-making celebration put to further use by commercial establishments. costume parties are abound, people who have stashes of money to burn reveling amidst the unholy pandemonium.

i got no dinero to spend away and i am anti-social. i’ve got nothing good to say about it all.

i very much enjoyed this day tormenting my nieces, relaying to them ghost stories that used to make my spine tingle in more ways than one---stories that i’ve outgrown. i can’t really figure this out. i may have matured too jaded or my belief in such is now tidied away in vault named “my childhood”.

i ain’t complaining. i’m just a bit psyched that i’m turning into an apathetic adult. cheers!

time stamped at 11:07:00 PM



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