My long lost buddy is back from China. Naks! Mukha na siyang Instek lalo, pero in fairview ang ganda ng kutis niya and parang sobrang saya niya doon. Haaaaaaay... Sau, Shakti, Pee, June and I had dinner in Cafe Mediterranean in Greenbelt 1 then by request of Ms. Pinoy-noy, we had coffee at Starbucks. And hindi lang ito sa Greenbelt mga kaibigan... Sa 6750 pa po kami dahil sobrang EXAGGE ang tao sa Starbucks. I think lahat sila gusto yung Starbucks 2005 planner like moi.


Anyways, I just realized how much I missed my friend Sau-ee... Haaaaaay... Here are some pics of us in Starbucks.

Christmas came and went, at wala parin akong update. My friend asked me, "may bago kang post?" Told him, "wala. Masaya ako ngayon eh." Ang labo, diba? Ewan ko... Feeling ko lang if I said it out loud, baka may makarinig and sasabihin nila, "ah, masyado ka nang masaya, tama na!" Na-reach mo na ang quota mo sa happiness, tama na!


Kaya I'm just gonna keep quiet nalang. And share some pic of me... They tell a story ah...

If I could I had a song for what I feel right now, it would be...

I'm tired.


There are so many things I wanna do, but can't. It seems like I don't have time for myself anymore. Work. Work. Work.


I just want to sleep until 2:30 in the afternoon, eat lunch, then watch TV all day everyday any damn day. I have a loooooot of books that I wanna read. I feel like I am doing too much with my life that I just can't relax anymore. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!!! I'm so frustrated. (Naks!)

Ayoko na! Kakaiba ang calls! Nakakapikon! Pagod na ako! Gusto ko na mamatay! Gusto ko ng chocolate! Gusto ko ng Pepsi Blue! Gusto ko ng bag na coach na color pink! Gusto ko ngchocolate cake ng Figaro! Gusto ko ng Floss sa Bread Talk! Gusto ko ng "lovin" hehehe! Gusto ko ng malupit na Tiffany na engagement ring! Or kahit Harry Winston!

Ayoko naaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Second order of business:


Ladies and gentlemen, MAY LICENSE NA AKO!!! In your face Mr. Nivram Onitnelot. Finally, after 4 months of being paranoid while driving, I finally had the time and "motivation" to get my license. Well see, actually, may daya parin. Coz instead of going to the LTO main office to make tubos (shet, diko alam kung ano english nun. Assumptionista genes kicking in!) my license, I went to the Caint LTO to get my card. I told the nice manong that I lost my receipt and he believed me. What poor soul. So in conclusion to my four-month despair, I almost got caught twice for traffic violations, for the past week I'm a wreck and never go past 60 kph, but I got my license without having to go aaaaaaaaaaaaaall the way to East Ave. and I didn't even have to pay the fine. Clean slate. Thank you very much. Everybody's happy...


Oh you would think that now, would you? Nice try GayGo!!!


In the process of this very momentous occassion, I pissed The Prince off. See, the plan was, wake up at 7 take a bath, get dressed, meet The Prince for an 8:00 am mass, get the license at LTO and have breakfast. Simple. No problem, just stick to the plan. It was a good plan.


But here's the thing... The Prince and I talked on the phone until 3:30 am the night before. I set the alarm, but of course, with my luck, the phone died. No phone, no alarm. I woke up at 10 freaking o'clock am!!! I received about 20 prompts from Globe telling me he had called. I tried calling him, but he wasn't answering. I rushed the bath and went immediately to the church. I wasn't expecting him to still be there, but I was hoping because I was afraid I would never find him ever again.


He was there. He waited for me for 3 hours.


Aaaaaaaaaaaargh!!! GayGo ano ka ba!!! Why are you screwing up the best thing that has happened to you since... Well... Since... Haaaaaaay!


I kept calling him all day but he never answered. I texted him exactly 33 times. (He counted.) I was afraid that I've lost him. I tried not to think of him the whole day, but it was useless. I even tried to distract myself by thinking of the gifts I was planning to get for my friends. But noooooooew.... Useless. All could think about is, "what if he saw through me, and realizes he doesn't like what he sees?"


He called around 1:30 am last night. He said he wanted to talk to me. I called him up but he said, "I wanna talk in person, come down now."


Huwaaaaaaaaaat?! Mega panick na ito! I didn't even say goodbye to Lem, Dash and Jett who I was chatting with. I just went down immediately. (Pero siyempre may konting cologne, suklay and lip gloss muna.)


Ayun. We talked.


Currently Listening To: Crazy by Kci and Jojo
Mood: Solemn
Alcohol Level: 0
Hygene: 0% (still in bed, haven't even washed my face or brushed my teeth)
Sanity: 30% (refer to current song playing)

"at last... my love has come along..." -Stevie Nicks

Finally, my blog is good to go. Thanks for the help and support of my friends Podi and Jett who helped me with the confusing html chervaloo that my mind just couldn't comprehend.

I missed my blog. I missed writing in my blog. But now, all's well and good and back to normal.

First order of business.

Why is it that whenever I have a fight with someone, people always assume it's my fault? If I say, "nag-away kami ni ______." they'll always say, "ano nanaman ginawa mo!?" It's not even, "bakit, ano nangyari?"

HINDI!

"Ano nanaman ang ginawa mo?!" Why do they automatically assume, I was at fault? Is it in my nature? Do I have a 666 sign on my forehead screaming to the world "EVIL!" I don't know why I even care, as long as I know in my heart that I didn't do anything, well... evil. But it just really bothered me when I was confronted (well, maybe confronted is too harsh a word for it) by my friend while he was eating lunch in the pantry last night. Maybe I was just being paranoid, but I cannot help but think he was judging me.

Fine... Fine... The fight started with me. I admit it. It's my fault. All my fault. (No, it's Kiko's fault! Hehe!) I was wrong. I know that now, and I'm sorry.

You see, for a person who I think does not care about what people say or think, I never realized that my words meant something to you. You know what they say, words could hurt more than a twenty-five-million-wheeler truck running over one's body 67 times. I think it's because we see each other all the time and we've grown to be close that I'm so comfortable with you that I forgot about the boundaries. At least something good came out of this. Now I know how I should treat you and not bombard you with snide remarks. And maybe, just maybe, we can look back at this after twenty years and laugh.

Naks ang drama nampucha!

And I wanna believe you,
When you tell me that it'll be ok,
Ya I try to believe you,
But I don't

When you say that it's gonna be,
It always turns out to be a different way,
I try to believe you,
Not today, today, today, today, today...

I don't know how I'll feel,
tomorrow, tomorrow,
I don't know what to say,
tomorrow, tomorrow
Is a different day

t's always been up to you,
It's turning around,
It's up to me,
I'm gonna do what I have to do,
just don't

Gimme a little time,
Leave me alone a little while,
Maybe it's not too late,
not today, today, today, today, today...

I don't know how I'll feel,
tomorrow, tomorrow,
I don't know what to say,
tomorrow, tomorrow
Is a different day

Hey yeah yeah, hey yeah yeah,
and I know I'm not ready,
Hey yeah yeah, hey yeah yeah,
maybe tomorrow

And I wanna believe you,
When you tell me that it'll be ok,
Yeah I try to believe you,
Not today, today, today, today, today...

Tomorrow it may change
Maybe a better day...

--Tomorrow-- by Avril Lavigne

Today is the first time in the four and a half months that I've known you that I really don't like you!

This site is currently under construction by my ever-beloved Podi. Have patience my fellow blogaholics.

Nagpalit ako ng template kasi Christmas na and masaya ako ngayon so di na bagay yung dark gloomy fairy template ko... Maganda ba? Ahehehehe... By the way, sabihin niyo naman sakin yung mga birthdays niyo para ma-add ko sa birthdays. cherva ko... Pretty please...