From the stars to the mud. Mench moved out from the exquisite 36th floor condominium unit to a diminutive dorm-type room located in what she labelled as a squatter’s area in Quezon City. She’s been having a hard time dealing with her cousin, Shiela, since Joy and I went to the condo the last time and she have finally decided to leave after Shiela accused her of taking birth control pills which the latter found somewhere inside the house.

Mench have been telling me these past few days that she and Shiela have been in constant dispute with each other since that night Joy and I went there. And after that god-forsaken night, I heard Shiela said that I was ‘baduy’, the first time in my life that someone has actually said that to me, and that I walk like a traitor (really now, I can’t understand the way she thinks) and that’s where it all started.

I can’t help feeling guilty and responsible about what happened to them though I can’t see any point why Shiela had to say those things, but Mench assured me that she’s already been planning to move out long before what happened. She even said that she couldn’t have lived in that place in the first place if not for Ed’s (Shiela’s sister) plea, who is in Singapore right now.

For the time being, Mench will be staying with her friend with a 5-year old kid, who were also from Bicol, in that rented room until we find a better place.

As for me, I don’t think I can ever have the nerve again to wear that red Superman shirt I wore the night that bitch called me ‘baduy’. She is so mean.