I'm in Baguio, my dad sent me here because of my actions and I have to be with my nieces for 5 months. It's long but short. In the place, everyone was speaking Filipino and I didn't know how to talk in their language because I was born in a rich Manila estate. But, then someone spilled their kwek kwek sauce on my expensive dress.

"Oh my god?! You think na bibilhin mo 'to? No way! Ew! You linis my dress!"* I said in conyo which means Filipino mixed with English.*