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)