Aileen, my wiggly little Filipino firecracker (not literally; she is a real person, and inanimate objects haven't started talking to me ... yet), taught us all some of her country's malaproprisms this weekend. Try to guess what they mean. Some of them make absolutely no sense.
It's a blessing in the sky!
What's a beautiful girl like you?
Been there, been that.
Mute and academic.
That's the way the cookie monsters.
Cut me some slacks!
And, my personal favorite: We'll burn that bridge when we come to it.
Mahal kita, baby.