I have this stupid confused face all the time whenever they are being subtle about it, especially when it's so new to me.....

Socializing is so hard.

She could have said it to me in the first place! 😭 like, please spell it out for me that it was an actual tip? Not just because?? I could have given the tip!

I dislike ambiguity so much, please just tell me straight in the face so I can understand 🫠

So I had no choice but to accept it and thought that I'll just bring back the extra money. Went downstairs, paid the driver in exact amount, and went back to our room.

Returned the extra money to my friend, she laughed on why would I bring it back, it should be a tip for the driver.

What.

I counted her money. It has an extra 5 pesos or something. I returned the extra money, but she insisted that I include it 'just because'

I was hella confused on why that is? I keep asking about it since I'm also paying for my own food, it's fair between us but she just brushed it off about it

Good thing I didn't say anything at that time because I was busy doing stuff, or I would blurt out that they (classmates) were wrong and reveal that they lied about it 😅

Man, it's so hard to read the atmosphere in the room and their intentions.

"I am what God made me."

🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

THIS LINE MOVED ME SO MUCH THAT IT ALMOST MADE ME GO BACK TO BE A BELIEVER 😭

YEAH HAHAHAH KAKAKITA KO LANG

The crowd goes mild 😭

I can say, OSTs are divine! I can feel the tension, it's so good so far 🤩

Though, I still get bored sometimes and let my mind wander while in the class. Well, I finished an N5 class 2 years ago, so I'm ahead of them for now, and classes felt easier than before.

It feels like isekai reincarnation with having knowledge in tact, I guess 😂😂😂

Whenever I look at any ball pits, transparent plastic bags (especially plastic labos), I will always remember that memory from my childhood, like a clockwork.

Thinking back, I would still like to have my plastic bag back, and I won't choose the other ways.

I also wonder if it's truly the plastic bag that I lost that made me upset,

or was it when the kid interrupted my alone time, was deep in my imagination despite playing in a loud, busy, full of kids environment? I could have played with them, but it was either too boring or too overwhelming to me—

Growing up, it's those one of the few significant events that always appears in my mind. I couldn't understand why I was so saddened when I lost that plastic bag filled with holes. I had many and much better-looking toys to play with, but why does that one thing make me attached to it?—

Upset with the whole event that I can't enjoy other things that night. I just went back home alone to cry my heart out.

They even tried to grab a new plastic bag and filled with decorations, put some stuff in it to make me calm down. But it wasn't the same, I want that ruined plastic bag.—

Because of the giant hole. It was comforting for me, and I was enjoying it a lot. But then another kid stole my plastic, and I couldn't get it back.

I cried a lot and begged for my uncle's wife to bring it back (they can't, they lost the kid), they tried their best to appease me because I was so—

Particularly that one giant sliding ball pit. I got in there along with my trusty transparent plastic bag (plastic labo i think) that has a giant hole in it.

I played that plastic bag alone even when I'm in the ball pit with other kids. I passed through plastic balls inside and let it fall off—

Speaking of gusto magkulong sa kwarto, doon muna kaya ako magstay sa Manda for a week? HAHAHA

Napagod na kakasalita, gusto ko na lang manahimik buong araw until fully charged na si social battery 😂 even bought a new headset na may noise canceling pag ayaw ko makipag usap o daldalan sa kanila 😭😭