Tue January 25, 2005
Happy Birthday To You...
...Still no dice on my computer. Bummer. In the mean time, I'm spending way too much money and hours in Korea. I could already start liking this. Oh, hell, that was a joke.
Meanwhile...
Two of my fish spawned bajillions of little fishies, and now I have too much that I dunno where to place them. The aquarium's too small for all them, and that's excluding all the mamas and the papas. It's such a joy to stare at them, is all.
My sandals haven't arrived yet. Mars said it will take some three weeks or so. Blah. Oh, speaking of Mars, I saw her yesterday for coffee and stuff, such as plans of moving to a different world. So exciting. I just don't see myself growing old in this place, no offense.
Thisisasignin said he purchased me something. I hope its a laptop, or uhm, a pink mini iPOD, or or better yet, a ticket to California. Yeah.
By the way, if you're reading this, Dimps -- thanks. I love you, woman. With all sincerity.
Last, but definitely not the least...
Happy birthday, thisisasignin! You're old.
Sat January 22, 2005
Just That I Can Be Such An Idiot...
...So forgive me. For a moment I thought I saw something there. But I was wrong for assuming things. Rest assured, it won't happen again. I promise.
Mon January 17, 2005
Free Falling...
...I was told to 'embrace it'... so now I am embracing it like a champ, and I'm thinking, maybe it's not such a good move. I haven't liked anyone real bad for years, and this is all too familiar, yet new at the same time. I keep thinking, "I'm loving this feeling," and then the negative thoughts enter, and then I start getting scared. I don't want to fuck up anymore. I don't want to go through another relationship, only to get kicked out of it, leaving me thinking, "Was it me... again?"
Sigh.
Random stuff. I'm bummed out. Gimme something to do. I would stare at the fridge for some pretend snow, but, the fridge is frostless.
Oh, I have a happy thought. I'm looking forward to receiving my Havaianas sandals from thisisasignin. Yay.
Fri January 14, 2005
Mystery...
...Each time you'd pull down the driveway I wasn't sure when I would see you again. Yours was a twisted blind sided highway, no matter which road you took then. Oh you set up your place in my thoughts moved in and made my thinking crowded. Now we're out in the back with the barking dogs, my heart the red sun, your heart the moon clouded.
I could go crazy on a night like tonight, when summer's beginning to give up her fight. And every thought's a possibility, and the voices are heard but nothing is seen. Why do you spend this time with me? Maybe an equal mystery.
So what is love then? Is it dictated or chosen (handed down and made by hand)? Does it sing like the hymns of a thousand years, or is it just pop emotion (handed down and made by hand)? And if it ever was there and it left, does it mean it was never true? And to exist it must elude, is that why I think these things of you?
But you like the taste of danger, it shines like sugar on your lips. And you like to stand in the line of fire, just to show you can shoot straight from you hip. There must be a thousand things you would die for, I can hardly think of two. But not everything is better spoken aloud, not when I'm talking to you.
Oh the pirate gets the ship and the girl tonight, breaks a bottle to christen her. Basking in the exploits of her thief, she's a very good listener. Maybe that's all that we need, is to meet in the middle of impossibility. We're standing at opposite poles, equal partners in a mystery
[Indigo Girls]
Wed January 12, 2005
Never Name Your Daughter Maria...
...Things haven't really been going well lately. First of, DLSU is being unbelievably gay in more ways than one. It's been over a month since I took my comprehensive exams, and still no results. How am I supposed to enroll in thesis writing class if they're being slow?! They better post the results before the 18th, or, or *shakes fist*
Then I made an attempt to have my name in my school records fixed, and I was told it's subject for approval. I don't understand. I mean it's my name, you know. It says so in my birth certificate, and it's not like I'm switching the Ma. to Georgette. So why make it difficult for me?!
Secondly, the computer at home is still busted, and god knows when it will be fixed. I am left with no choice but to go to a korean-owned net cafe just so I can do stuff. I'm so glad thisisasignin was sweet enough to fix that image issue I was having. Still, I hate the fact that I can't use the my own computer at home. Blarg.
At the moment I dunno if I really want to pursue my thesis writing. Someone asked me if I should bother with it, considering I won't be finishing it if time comes that I have to leave. I was thinking of putting life on hold until March, when I hear from the school, and see from there. But what am I supposed to do with my life until then?
Please let it pan out.
Please let it pan out.
Please let it pan out.
Hold on, hold on to yourself, cuz this is gonna hurt like hell.
Wed January 5, 2005
Now Back To Regular Programming...
...Sigh. Oh well, it was good while it lasted.
December has truly been the bestest month I've had last year. Besides getting awfully drunk almost every night since the day Dimps arrived in Manila, there's the bridal shower I threw for Dimps, her wedding, my unplanned guitar-playing debut, and most importantly, celebrating Christmas with my family. In a nutshell, December was a blast!
Bridal Shower
The first, and gosh, I pray, the last one I shall prepare in this lifetime. I did not hire someone who wished his dong was long to strip for my best friend. To be more specific, I didn't hire a stripper period. Instead, I hired two foot spa therapists for four hours, and I'm glad I did that. Thanks to Nikki (for her house), and everyone else, it was a success. I ended up broke the entire season for shouldering almost everything for the shower, but hey, knowing how much Dimples loved what I put together for her is worth more than all the money I shelled out. Yihee.
The Wedding
Ibang klase. It was just plain beautiful. Despite the lack of sleep and all the stress, it was just perfect. And the after-wedding party? Remind me to never party like a 21 year old, please, k thanks.
The Late Night Drinking Sprees
Again, remind me to never party like a 21 year old. From Margaritas, to Kamikazes, to Cosmopolitans, to Mango Tangos, to Absolut Kurant shots, to Cerveza Negras -- I actually miss waking up with a hangover. Whut. There's going home at past 7 am, Kat's credit card, cam-whoring Vogue style -- I only live once, for your information, and I say live life to the fullest!
My Unplanned Debut
I finally did it. I played my guitar and sang in front of a lot of people, all by myself. Not just once. Yikes. I don't think I would ever have done it and had all the courage, if not for Stolichnaya and Absolut Kurant. Thanks, you guys, I am forever grateful.
Recent Happenings
There's a plausible explanation why I haven't taken out the Christmas greeting - my computer at home broke. And until I can be bothered to create a new image, there's no way that greeting is going to disappear. Also, all the pictures from the past month shall be posted, soon as the computer is fixed. Bear with me. Things are just being gay at the moment. And for my new year's resolution, well, this year I actually made a list. And the top five, from the least to the most important, are:
Hmmm, now where'd that list go...
So, tell me, how was your Christmas season?
