Oh, okay! Let me just -

Waiiiit a minute. Whoever you are, you seem to be asking me to describe my tummy a lot... Is there something I should be worried about, or something...

Digest you? I guess I could try and puke you out. But that would mean puking out my fake Cheetos too. So down you go, little one! Do not be concerned because you are purely hypothetical.

Very creative!

When you land in my belly you shall see chewed-up bits of Oishi Cheese Clubs. They're fake Cheetos, and they're very delicious. You will also see unrecognizable masses of dragonfruit, floating around in my stomach juices.

Now sorry, small person, I must digest you.

Oh yes. Guitar, mostly, but I know a little of some other things.

Being that really friendly doctor who brings (affordable) quality health care to the barangays of the Philippines. OH DREAMS.

Pakistan, I think.

My doctors have been telling me to quit meat, but I cannooooooooooooooot

...

It's selfish. And it sounds like something Peeta would say -_-

Germany!!!! Ich will Deutschland reisen! (tama ba)

Oh boy. One of the biggest dilemmas I have right now :s

More in than ex :))

My birthday isn't until two days from now, but Rap got me a nice birthday cake just last night. :D

I did. HAHA! Great job. I love RO.

If you really don't want to, then maybe you shouldn't. But if you're feeling brave, then yes, tell him! :) He might like you back. :)

I don't get it! Evidence isn't always indicative of guilt. And what do you mean by acquired illegally?

Prevalence of poverty isn't the only indicator of a coutnry's economic progress. Even America has homeless people! (But then again, they do have soup kitchens that feed those homeless people too...)

WHAT? NO! Ikaw na, Dino :|

Never got the chance to try, but I'd really like to. :D

Sometimes when I'm really freaked out about something, I just need another person to tell me that I shouldn't be too worried.