" i have measured out my life with coffee spooons. "
- T.S. Eliot
my morning was horrible. I was late for 35 minutes, the sound of my sole-less heels was irritating the hell out of me and i was having a bad hair day.
When i got to the office, i found out that my team mates were not there. Gelli was sick, Ambec had a client call in Batangas and my boss was leaving for a meeting, too. In effect, I was the goddess of the SML cubicle. Under normal circumstances, i would have reveled and basked in the freedom caused by the lack of boss. This time, however, I couldnt afford to even make my own coffee. I had tons of work to do, but not having the right groove to do it.
My life is uneventful, just like it has always been since, hmmm, i cant even remember. The last time i had some kind of spice in my life was when i was being threatened by a demented schoolmate. This lasted for a good 2 weeks, the novelty thwarted by the admission that he threatened half the econ population. I AM NOT SPECIAL AFTER ALL.
****
I have trouble sleeping during the weekend because my sleeping schedule is totally thrown off balance. Last night, or should i say this morning, I slept at around 3 am and woke up at quarter to 6. i am tired, my skin is bleak, my eyes drooping. If i continue living this kind of lifestyle, I may have to undergo cosmetic surgery (and risk looking like madame auring in the process).
****
Incoherence is fast becoming my strongest suite.
CHANGING MY WORLD, ONE MISTAKE AT A TIME.
Monday, November 14, 2005
Confucius went Commuting
take me away from the computer at midnight for i suffer from anguish and despair.
I am brooding and i cant help it.
*****
I miss my friends terribly.
I forgot how it is to pick up wise words from them. Times like these when i need the wisdom of my witty and ever-so-candid friends.
For two days, i rode a bus going home from work. yes, a bus, a non-airconed bus driven by an overconfident driver who obviously had some rage issues. i loved it.
While waiting for a Nova- bound bus, we almost got hit by other colossal buses who were taking in some passengers. Because these buses do not know how to load and unload, they eventually blocked our vision, thus we cannot see the bus we intended to ride.
Finally, a Pascual liner bus stopped in the middle of the road, waiting for passengers to get in. This bus had already passed us, so instead of walking a bit, we opted to wait for another one.
Flamethrower: ayokong ngang habulin pa yun.. INiwanan na nga tayo eh. Hindi na talaga, mataas ang pride ko... Shempre, ayoko namang nakatanaw pa sa atin yung kunduktor habang nakatanaw tayo na papaalis na yung bus.
mamba: hulaan ko, kapag palapit na tayo sa bus na yan, saka yan aalis. Nanadya yan eh.
Anna Bananarama: Ang tagal na nateng naghihintay dito ah, tama ba na hinayaan na lang nating lumagpas yung bus na yun? Pano kung yun na pala ang huling biyahe? Nyay, ang lungkot.
****hmmmmm, seemed like we were talking about another thing... and when I think about it, we kinda were.
I know we are still young. At 21, a lot of things can still happen. We could get fired, get laid, get totally drunk, get arrested, get high, get married, get pregnant, get robbed - the possibilities are endless. However, I cant help but think, what if i dont get the good possibilities? What if my bus to eternal happiness has arrived but i was too fickle-minded and distracted to even notice? What if that one great love was part of my past and will never ever be part of my future?
NO. I refuse to believe that. I've known how it is to love, to hurt, to move on. I know that it will happen again. When exactly? nobody knows for sure. Should my bus leave, i can still get to where I'm supposed to go. What's the use of other means of transportation anyway?
I am brooding and i cant help it.
*****
I miss my friends terribly.
I forgot how it is to pick up wise words from them. Times like these when i need the wisdom of my witty and ever-so-candid friends.
For two days, i rode a bus going home from work. yes, a bus, a non-airconed bus driven by an overconfident driver who obviously had some rage issues. i loved it.
While waiting for a Nova- bound bus, we almost got hit by other colossal buses who were taking in some passengers. Because these buses do not know how to load and unload, they eventually blocked our vision, thus we cannot see the bus we intended to ride.
Finally, a Pascual liner bus stopped in the middle of the road, waiting for passengers to get in. This bus had already passed us, so instead of walking a bit, we opted to wait for another one.
Flamethrower: ayokong ngang habulin pa yun.. INiwanan na nga tayo eh. Hindi na talaga, mataas ang pride ko... Shempre, ayoko namang nakatanaw pa sa atin yung kunduktor habang nakatanaw tayo na papaalis na yung bus.
mamba: hulaan ko, kapag palapit na tayo sa bus na yan, saka yan aalis. Nanadya yan eh.
Anna Bananarama: Ang tagal na nateng naghihintay dito ah, tama ba na hinayaan na lang nating lumagpas yung bus na yun? Pano kung yun na pala ang huling biyahe? Nyay, ang lungkot.
****hmmmmm, seemed like we were talking about another thing... and when I think about it, we kinda were.
I know we are still young. At 21, a lot of things can still happen. We could get fired, get laid, get totally drunk, get arrested, get high, get married, get pregnant, get robbed - the possibilities are endless. However, I cant help but think, what if i dont get the good possibilities? What if my bus to eternal happiness has arrived but i was too fickle-minded and distracted to even notice? What if that one great love was part of my past and will never ever be part of my future?
NO. I refuse to believe that. I've known how it is to love, to hurt, to move on. I know that it will happen again. When exactly? nobody knows for sure. Should my bus leave, i can still get to where I'm supposed to go. What's the use of other means of transportation anyway?
Untitled
the word is out.
I have finally realized the reason for my constant apprehension to be with him.
.. it's because i can't.
For the past couple of days, i tried ignoring him, tried in vain not to let a glimpse of my affection be seen by him, and the whole lot who knew i had feelings for him.
With effort like that of pulling a truck with your bare hands, i am pulling off this gargantuan task of forgetting him. And just like my metaphor, my heart is bleeding dry.
No one would believe me if i said I'm in love with him, and i would not have the certainty and the audacity to say so. I am still in the right frame of mind to deduce what's real and what's not. "him" + - "me" = real, "us" = not real.
Wondergirl: hmm...don't feel defeated unless you're sure you are
Anna banana: i have no more strength left to continue
This plethora of bitterness and frustration is not what i dreamed of having after my relationship meltdown a thousand years ago.
My dreams include boxes of chocolates, a walk at the beach, stargazing and songs by dishwalla.
All im getting are one-way stolen glances, sleepless nights, an inexplicable desire to bitch slap him into realizing that I'm capable of making him happy... and songs that depress the hell of out me.
In a not-so-subtle manner, the story ends.
I have finally realized the reason for my constant apprehension to be with him.
.. it's because i can't.
For the past couple of days, i tried ignoring him, tried in vain not to let a glimpse of my affection be seen by him, and the whole lot who knew i had feelings for him.
With effort like that of pulling a truck with your bare hands, i am pulling off this gargantuan task of forgetting him. And just like my metaphor, my heart is bleeding dry.
No one would believe me if i said I'm in love with him, and i would not have the certainty and the audacity to say so. I am still in the right frame of mind to deduce what's real and what's not. "him" + - "me" = real, "us" = not real.
Wondergirl: hmm...don't feel defeated unless you're sure you are
Anna banana: i have no more strength left to continue
This plethora of bitterness and frustration is not what i dreamed of having after my relationship meltdown a thousand years ago.
My dreams include boxes of chocolates, a walk at the beach, stargazing and songs by dishwalla.
All im getting are one-way stolen glances, sleepless nights, an inexplicable desire to bitch slap him into realizing that I'm capable of making him happy... and songs that depress the hell of out me.
In a not-so-subtle manner, the story ends.
Monday, November 07, 2005
Once Upon a Sunday Night
"bitterness is overrated"
- Carl "secret member of Sponge Cola" Ng
Last night, i allowed myself to once again release the sadness hiding inside me. No, i didnt cry for my story of unrequited love c/o MTB, although i did try to purge some tears there too. Unfortunately, that good old radio wasnt cooperating. (a sign that i am living a boring, nondescript life is when i count on sad, mushy songs to jerk a tear from me.)Sadly, i tried crying on hiphop and disco night and so i failed miserably. thank God for images of ghastly death and lyrics to my funeral song (the Scientist), i was able to shed some good 3 tears which gave me the "doe eyed" / sad little puppy look.
I feel that people like me only allow sadness to creep in once they have nothing better to do. ironically, we only use loneliness as a "filler" in our stress-free lives.
Melancholy is a reminder that we are still normal, it grounds us back to earth. In a life devoid of difficulties and pain provoking thoughts, we will never know if we are truly alive or just merely hallucinating.
Is Bitterness overrated? oh, most definitely. But I'd never have it any other way.
- Carl "secret member of Sponge Cola" Ng
Last night, i allowed myself to once again release the sadness hiding inside me. No, i didnt cry for my story of unrequited love c/o MTB, although i did try to purge some tears there too. Unfortunately, that good old radio wasnt cooperating. (a sign that i am living a boring, nondescript life is when i count on sad, mushy songs to jerk a tear from me.)Sadly, i tried crying on hiphop and disco night and so i failed miserably. thank God for images of ghastly death and lyrics to my funeral song (the Scientist), i was able to shed some good 3 tears which gave me the "doe eyed" / sad little puppy look.
I feel that people like me only allow sadness to creep in once they have nothing better to do. ironically, we only use loneliness as a "filler" in our stress-free lives.
Melancholy is a reminder that we are still normal, it grounds us back to earth. In a life devoid of difficulties and pain provoking thoughts, we will never know if we are truly alive or just merely hallucinating.
Is Bitterness overrated? oh, most definitely. But I'd never have it any other way.
Friday, November 04, 2005
I love Baguio
Mawala na ang lahat, wag lang ang Photo op!
ang unang bugso.
ang buong tropa
sa Mines View, ang tanging tourist spot na napuntahan namin bago kami lamunin ng Ukay ukay.
Singles Rock Baguio!
Girls of Baguio
Ang BFC
Mukha ba akong aburido?
Torn between two lovers... parang hindi!
girls of baguio II
ako, mitsu and gladys
the Two Virgins
Fine Dining c/o the General and his Family! :) ayos.
ang unang bugso.
ang buong tropa
sa Mines View, ang tanging tourist spot na napuntahan namin bago kami lamunin ng Ukay ukay.
Singles Rock Baguio!
Girls of Baguio
Ang BFC
Mukha ba akong aburido?
Torn between two lovers... parang hindi!
girls of baguio II
ako, mitsu and gladys
the Two Virgins
Fine Dining c/o the General and his Family! :) ayos.
... Nang Maubusan ng Oxygen sa utak si Anna Banana
May pagmamahal na una pa lang, alam mo nang dapat mo nang tigilan. Meron namang pag ibig na simula pa lang, alam mo nang match made in heaven. Pero madalas, ang pag-ibig ay punum puno ng alinlangan. Si simula, sige lang, tutal, crush crush lang naman. Inspirasyon lang naman ang habol mo sa kanya eh. Ano namang masama? Go ka lang ng Go. Eh, madalas, gaga ang puso. Sume- segue. Naninira bigla ng buhay.
Isang araw, nagigising ka na lang na nahulog ka na pala sa bitag nya. Ikaw naman, gusto mo nang sabunutan ang sarili mo dahil hinayaan mo ang sarili mong lumagpas sa “inspirasyon” at “crushilito” (maliit na crush) at ngayon ay full-blown love na. Buset. Kung pwede lang i- pendong peace, pepsi-seven up, i- Eat bulaga ang nabuong damdamin para sa kanya.. kaso nga lang, touch move na. Checkmate. Kung baga, na- it ka na. wala ka nang magagawa.
Madalas, nagiging schizophrenic na ako sa kakaisip kung tama ba na magustuhan ko pa siya? Mabait naman siya, mukhang worth it mahalin. So bakit ako titigil? Okay, payn, mukhang immuned talaga sha sa beauty ko. Pero kahit pa! eh pano kung kelan na ako nag give up eh bigla shang magive in? bigla na lang gumuho yung toreng tinayo nya upang di ako makapasok?
Yun nga lang, pano rin kung ipagpatuloy ko tapos, malaman laman kong Baklita pala sha? O kaya, magpapari, or worse, ayaw lang talaga nya, period? Pano naman ako?
Alam mo, ikaw Love, sagabal ka sa buhay eh. Okay sana kung pwede kong ibenta yung kilo kilo ko nang eye bag na naiipon ko kakaisip sa yo. Okay sana kung convertible to cash yung man power hours na ibinubuwis ko para lang pasayahin ka. Okay sana. Kaso hindi eh.
*
Kainis. Sinusumpa ko na nga si Christian Bautista dahil mashadong mushy yung mga kanta nya. Gusto ko pa naman yung mga kanta nya. Pero hindi. Pinapaalala lang nila na cant relate ako ever sa mga "the Way You Look at Me" “Color Everywhere” “Kailan pa man Ikaw” at “ So, its you” na ganyan.
*
Ano ka ba? Hello? Di ka na lugi sa akin noh? Subservient naman ako eh. Tiisin mo na lang yung toyo ko paminsan minsan. Package deal yun eh. Tsaka discounted na yung kagagahan ko kasi gusto talaga kita eh.
Punyeta. Pinag-aaksayahan na naman kita ng oras.
Tama na nga.
Isang araw, nagigising ka na lang na nahulog ka na pala sa bitag nya. Ikaw naman, gusto mo nang sabunutan ang sarili mo dahil hinayaan mo ang sarili mong lumagpas sa “inspirasyon” at “crushilito” (maliit na crush) at ngayon ay full-blown love na. Buset. Kung pwede lang i- pendong peace, pepsi-seven up, i- Eat bulaga ang nabuong damdamin para sa kanya.. kaso nga lang, touch move na. Checkmate. Kung baga, na- it ka na. wala ka nang magagawa.
Madalas, nagiging schizophrenic na ako sa kakaisip kung tama ba na magustuhan ko pa siya? Mabait naman siya, mukhang worth it mahalin. So bakit ako titigil? Okay, payn, mukhang immuned talaga sha sa beauty ko. Pero kahit pa! eh pano kung kelan na ako nag give up eh bigla shang magive in? bigla na lang gumuho yung toreng tinayo nya upang di ako makapasok?
Yun nga lang, pano rin kung ipagpatuloy ko tapos, malaman laman kong Baklita pala sha? O kaya, magpapari, or worse, ayaw lang talaga nya, period? Pano naman ako?
Alam mo, ikaw Love, sagabal ka sa buhay eh. Okay sana kung pwede kong ibenta yung kilo kilo ko nang eye bag na naiipon ko kakaisip sa yo. Okay sana kung convertible to cash yung man power hours na ibinubuwis ko para lang pasayahin ka. Okay sana. Kaso hindi eh.
*
Kainis. Sinusumpa ko na nga si Christian Bautista dahil mashadong mushy yung mga kanta nya. Gusto ko pa naman yung mga kanta nya. Pero hindi. Pinapaalala lang nila na cant relate ako ever sa mga "the Way You Look at Me" “Color Everywhere” “Kailan pa man Ikaw” at “ So, its you” na ganyan.
*
Ano ka ba? Hello? Di ka na lugi sa akin noh? Subservient naman ako eh. Tiisin mo na lang yung toyo ko paminsan minsan. Package deal yun eh. Tsaka discounted na yung kagagahan ko kasi gusto talaga kita eh.
Punyeta. Pinag-aaksayahan na naman kita ng oras.
Tama na nga.
Try 21
It is me or has the world gone a bit faster?
I went to Cocoy’s birthday bash last Monday (October 24) at Dencio’s capitol Hills. Ahem, I went to a party on a MONDAY, went home at around 1:30am, slept at around 2:30, and woke up at 5:30am. I still have the insomniac charm, after all.
Ayun, I was surprised and happy to see my friends in High school. What’s more surprising was the chismis (rumors) I got from my friends. I cant believe that Cocoy and Ivydoodles are still together. I am a proud Mommy. FYI: I was their bridge! It was a hopeless case, believe me, but I was able to forge them together! Galing ko noh? They are now on their 4th year of on and off relationship.
Timi and Ronchi were there also. They are my friends in high school who have been together since, uhm, since, forever! They will be celebrating their 8th anniversary next February. Grabe na itoh!
Shempre, during the cocktail hour, we were able to catch up on the latest stories. We were in the middle of Guess-who-farted-during-this-subject game when Ivydoodles asked Timi,
“so any plans of getting married na?”
I let out a laugh. I mean, getting married? We’re only 21, hellllllooooooo? When I looked at Timi to check out her violent reaction, I was surprised when she smiled shyly and called Ronchi to ask for help. After 2 minutes, she came back, apparently with an answer to Ivydoodle’s question.
“wala pa daw”
I was silently flabbergasted. Whattda?!? How can my friends talk about Marriage when only Assunta and I were the only ones working? Hello? They are still studying! Does the idea of “taking it slow” ever occur to them?
Anyway, I realized na kami na lang pala ni Assunta and single among the girls there. Where has time flown? Is it really the norms that we should be thinking about the future i.e. wedding bells, kids, vomit on the floor, losyang look? Noooooo! This cant be happening. I feel so old all of a sudden. Ni wala pa nga kaming prospect noh, tapos kasal na? ano sila, loka?
Shempre, since nabuksan na rin lang ang ‘Pandora’s Box”, kanya- kanyang dramahan tungkol sa love ang naganap.
Since Timi and Ronchi have been together since time immemorial, they have decided to allow each other to meet other people. Oo nga naman, if you’ve been together for as long as they have, you’d have some serious reflection as to where the relationship is going. More likely than not, it’s a lifetime thing na. So, they let each other “explore” world outside their own comfort zones. Tama nga naman, What if they got married na and they realize one day na nasayang ang buong kabataan nila? Na they were stuck with each other and had limited options? Pangit nga naman na kung kelan fixed na and going straight na ang relasyon, saka magloloko silang dalawa.
Mabuti na rin na they are engaging in an “open relationship”. It only shows na they are mature enough to accept na if they are meant to be together, no matter how many starts and stops, everything will fall in its right place.
So you see, single life is not entirely monotonous. Even life in love can get pretty dry too. In my case lang, I think its about time to get myself soaked.
I went to Cocoy’s birthday bash last Monday (October 24) at Dencio’s capitol Hills. Ahem, I went to a party on a MONDAY, went home at around 1:30am, slept at around 2:30, and woke up at 5:30am. I still have the insomniac charm, after all.
Ayun, I was surprised and happy to see my friends in High school. What’s more surprising was the chismis (rumors) I got from my friends. I cant believe that Cocoy and Ivydoodles are still together. I am a proud Mommy. FYI: I was their bridge! It was a hopeless case, believe me, but I was able to forge them together! Galing ko noh? They are now on their 4th year of on and off relationship.
Timi and Ronchi were there also. They are my friends in high school who have been together since, uhm, since, forever! They will be celebrating their 8th anniversary next February. Grabe na itoh!
Shempre, during the cocktail hour, we were able to catch up on the latest stories. We were in the middle of Guess-who-farted-during-this-subject game when Ivydoodles asked Timi,
“so any plans of getting married na?”
I let out a laugh. I mean, getting married? We’re only 21, hellllllooooooo? When I looked at Timi to check out her violent reaction, I was surprised when she smiled shyly and called Ronchi to ask for help. After 2 minutes, she came back, apparently with an answer to Ivydoodle’s question.
“wala pa daw”
I was silently flabbergasted. Whattda?!? How can my friends talk about Marriage when only Assunta and I were the only ones working? Hello? They are still studying! Does the idea of “taking it slow” ever occur to them?
Anyway, I realized na kami na lang pala ni Assunta and single among the girls there. Where has time flown? Is it really the norms that we should be thinking about the future i.e. wedding bells, kids, vomit on the floor, losyang look? Noooooo! This cant be happening. I feel so old all of a sudden. Ni wala pa nga kaming prospect noh, tapos kasal na? ano sila, loka?
Shempre, since nabuksan na rin lang ang ‘Pandora’s Box”, kanya- kanyang dramahan tungkol sa love ang naganap.
Since Timi and Ronchi have been together since time immemorial, they have decided to allow each other to meet other people. Oo nga naman, if you’ve been together for as long as they have, you’d have some serious reflection as to where the relationship is going. More likely than not, it’s a lifetime thing na. So, they let each other “explore” world outside their own comfort zones. Tama nga naman, What if they got married na and they realize one day na nasayang ang buong kabataan nila? Na they were stuck with each other and had limited options? Pangit nga naman na kung kelan fixed na and going straight na ang relasyon, saka magloloko silang dalawa.
Mabuti na rin na they are engaging in an “open relationship”. It only shows na they are mature enough to accept na if they are meant to be together, no matter how many starts and stops, everything will fall in its right place.
So you see, single life is not entirely monotonous. Even life in love can get pretty dry too. In my case lang, I think its about time to get myself soaked.
Stick a Post- It on my Heart
know I already promised not to like him and believe me, IM TRYING. I even let go of the chance to be with him and talk to him in the wee hours of the morning because I am trying to prove that I have the will power to stay away.
Pero, Pero, Pero.
I MISS HIM, SOBRA.
If only cleavage and beauty queen smile were enough to melt his heart of ice. Haaay..
*Sometimes I forget to forget him*
Pero, Pero, Pero.
I MISS HIM, SOBRA.
If only cleavage and beauty queen smile were enough to melt his heart of ice. Haaay..
*Sometimes I forget to forget him*
Death Cabs and Cuties
I feel that the light at the end of the tunnel will finally appear.
For some reasons, I have this feeling that my love drought will finally end. Ewan. It seems like I’m going to have some boys within the next couple of months.
First, dilbert is back on the horizon. Uh-huh. Nope, he’s not courting me. Basta he just appeared, back to being attentive, back to being him.
Second, I met up with coach and he’s eyeing me as his next matchmaking target. He already has a list of guys he’s introduce me to. Must I add, of different races pa ito.
Third, I admit that I am having a change of heart. I’m more open to meeting new people etc etc. I don’t scowl/ throw dagger looks to anyone who showers me with unnecessary attention. I am fast becoming… NORMAL.
Although I cant really say for sure na I’d go full on dating because DATING is still not on my to-do list. Unfortunately, no matter how big my transformation is, some principles are so hard to change, my thoughts on dating included.
*******************
This is weird.
I’ve known of several deaths in the last couple of days. First, the relative of Foxy Roxy’s boyfriend Tonton died last week. Then, the grandfather of Madel’s boyfriend also died during the long weekend. While we were in Baguio, we met Mitsu’s friend Aaron who drove us to the bus station. When Aaron went home, he found out, ahem, saw his brother hanging from the ceiling of their house. Yes, Aaron’s brother committed suicide in the brief 30 minutes Aaron went out to meet us. He was depressed daw, kaya he killed himself. Whoa, that’s heavy. Finally, Glady’s uncle also died last night. Creepy Story #2: I made hula Glady’s fortune last Saturday sa baguio. I told her na one of her relatives, family member of maybe herself will have a sickness. She also picked out the card of death. Nginig. Not that Im claiming success to my fortune telling. I am not to be held liable or be revered/ avoided. I am not a psychic. I just read cards, period.
Basta… too many deaths for me to handle.
For some reasons, I have this feeling that my love drought will finally end. Ewan. It seems like I’m going to have some boys within the next couple of months.
First, dilbert is back on the horizon. Uh-huh. Nope, he’s not courting me. Basta he just appeared, back to being attentive, back to being him.
Second, I met up with coach and he’s eyeing me as his next matchmaking target. He already has a list of guys he’s introduce me to. Must I add, of different races pa ito.
Third, I admit that I am having a change of heart. I’m more open to meeting new people etc etc. I don’t scowl/ throw dagger looks to anyone who showers me with unnecessary attention. I am fast becoming… NORMAL.
Although I cant really say for sure na I’d go full on dating because DATING is still not on my to-do list. Unfortunately, no matter how big my transformation is, some principles are so hard to change, my thoughts on dating included.
*******************
This is weird.
I’ve known of several deaths in the last couple of days. First, the relative of Foxy Roxy’s boyfriend Tonton died last week. Then, the grandfather of Madel’s boyfriend also died during the long weekend. While we were in Baguio, we met Mitsu’s friend Aaron who drove us to the bus station. When Aaron went home, he found out, ahem, saw his brother hanging from the ceiling of their house. Yes, Aaron’s brother committed suicide in the brief 30 minutes Aaron went out to meet us. He was depressed daw, kaya he killed himself. Whoa, that’s heavy. Finally, Glady’s uncle also died last night. Creepy Story #2: I made hula Glady’s fortune last Saturday sa baguio. I told her na one of her relatives, family member of maybe herself will have a sickness. She also picked out the card of death. Nginig. Not that Im claiming success to my fortune telling. I am not to be held liable or be revered/ avoided. I am not a psychic. I just read cards, period.
Basta… too many deaths for me to handle.
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
Trick or Treat: Baguio Edition
whew!
i miss my bloggie baby!!!
Its been centuries since i last wrote a post on my blog and I am sorry. Me not spending precious time with my baby only means one thing, and that does not include having an alternate 'baby'. Unfortunately, a man or something that closely resembles it is still not in my radar yet. Boohoohoo...
The reason for my lack of time for my baby is yup, you guessed it right, work. I need money. Lots of it. Especially now that i am officially broke from my baguio trip. At least next pay day, im expecting some "pambayad utang"... but for the next couple of weeks, diyeta muna ako.
SHempre, i just got home from my uber fun 2-day vacation. Bookie was my pseudo- boyfriend by being my busmate and constant kaasaran. Haaay, bookie. Sinira mo na naman ang modus operandi ko. Goodbye, true love.
Sharing lang. we spent almost a day at the Ukay Ukay. Except for Mine's View, we didnt get to visit the tourist spots in baguio. Nilamon lang kami ng ukayan. Haha.. funny but what are the chances na I'll get lost and not know about it? shempre, I cannot resist the call of bargain shops kaya hyper lakad ako sa ukayan not minding the people im with. After doing some shopping, I tried looking for my companions. turned out na wala na sila, i didnt have my phone with me because i put it inside ms. Gelli's bag (para iwas snatch). Without panicking (i had money noh, i would never get lost), i asked the direction to Bayanihan because i know that was where we were supposed to go. true enough, i saw MarkG descending from the overpass while i was ascending it naman. He was so surprised and relieved to see me. Ang sabi ko, "bakit?" They said they were looking for me kanina pa kasi they thought i got lost. I laughed and told them na the thought never occurred to me. Niyakap pa ako ni Gladys and told me never to leave her sight. Shempre, when i got there, everyone was saying, "san ka galing?". Ewik, on the other hand, went searching for me. Hassle talaga.
Ayun. After the shopping, we had dinner courtesy of the general, mrs. general and the hotta hotta brother of ewik. Instead of going out, we decided to stay indoors na lang and watch MGB Halloween special. Shempre, kulitan ulit with bookie as he attempted to molest me while i do the karate kid on him.
Basta, hyper saya and memorable and experience namin... San kaya ang next gimmick? Cant wait na eh.
i miss my bloggie baby!!!
Its been centuries since i last wrote a post on my blog and I am sorry. Me not spending precious time with my baby only means one thing, and that does not include having an alternate 'baby'. Unfortunately, a man or something that closely resembles it is still not in my radar yet. Boohoohoo...
The reason for my lack of time for my baby is yup, you guessed it right, work. I need money. Lots of it. Especially now that i am officially broke from my baguio trip. At least next pay day, im expecting some "pambayad utang"... but for the next couple of weeks, diyeta muna ako.
SHempre, i just got home from my uber fun 2-day vacation. Bookie was my pseudo- boyfriend by being my busmate and constant kaasaran. Haaay, bookie. Sinira mo na naman ang modus operandi ko. Goodbye, true love.
Sharing lang. we spent almost a day at the Ukay Ukay. Except for Mine's View, we didnt get to visit the tourist spots in baguio. Nilamon lang kami ng ukayan. Haha.. funny but what are the chances na I'll get lost and not know about it? shempre, I cannot resist the call of bargain shops kaya hyper lakad ako sa ukayan not minding the people im with. After doing some shopping, I tried looking for my companions. turned out na wala na sila, i didnt have my phone with me because i put it inside ms. Gelli's bag (para iwas snatch). Without panicking (i had money noh, i would never get lost), i asked the direction to Bayanihan because i know that was where we were supposed to go. true enough, i saw MarkG descending from the overpass while i was ascending it naman. He was so surprised and relieved to see me. Ang sabi ko, "bakit?" They said they were looking for me kanina pa kasi they thought i got lost. I laughed and told them na the thought never occurred to me. Niyakap pa ako ni Gladys and told me never to leave her sight. Shempre, when i got there, everyone was saying, "san ka galing?". Ewik, on the other hand, went searching for me. Hassle talaga.
Ayun. After the shopping, we had dinner courtesy of the general, mrs. general and the hotta hotta brother of ewik. Instead of going out, we decided to stay indoors na lang and watch MGB Halloween special. Shempre, kulitan ulit with bookie as he attempted to molest me while i do the karate kid on him.
Basta, hyper saya and memorable and experience namin... San kaya ang next gimmick? Cant wait na eh.