I hate him. I hate everything about him, the way he talk, the way he walk, the way he smiles, the way he stares. I hate his guts, He doesn't have goals, He doesn't have dreams. He's totally an opposite of me. Pero kahit anong gawin ko, Kahit anong takbo, Kahit anong iwas I always end up with him. F*ck Traditions, F*ck Him.