Sipon

The hurting in my throat has subsided, but now all the phlegm have turned into SIPON. Goodness. I have a huge head cold now. My eyes are starting to water and balled up tissue now litter the base of my monitor. I hope this goes away soon.

Wow, credits are rolling again. That's officially the third time I watched Men In Black this Christmas break. If they show Transformers again, I'd watch that too, and that'd be, what, the fourth time this break? And also Spiderman 3.

I haven't even done the compulsory movie marathons of breaks. There are a lot of trilogies and movie series to marathon. What I wanted to do was the usual LOTR and Harry Potter (the latter would literally take all day. 2.5 hours x 5 movies plus food and bathroom and nap breaks), but I could also do X-Men and Spiderman and the old Superman movies. What else do we have anyway?

Pfft. Okay. I have two more days. I'm going back to reading through my watery eyes now.

Hello 2009!

Another year has come.

Awesome.

I don't know if I mean that or if I'm being sarcastic. Well, another year's another 365 1/4 days to make my life, myself, into something. And I truly am thankful that I'm still alive, that I'm given the chance to last this long.

It's just that things will happen this year that'll change my life.

They scare the heck outta me.

Of course, the first big thing is graduating. I'd officially be unemployed in three months. I've been a student since I was 3 years old. What will I do now?

The second thing I'm anticipating/dreading is my month-and-a-half in Taiwan. No offense to the country and its inhabitants or whoever loves it, but I have never dreamed of going to Taiwan (not even in the brief months of my F4 fever). It's to take care of my dad while he gets therapy there. I'm not complaining about that. I think it'd be a valuable experience for me to live away from home and do virtually everything myself. I have to do laundry, clean the house, iron maybe, go but food... I'd be okay with cooking, but please, don't expect me to go to a wet market (palengke) over there. I don't even do that here. Supermarket, always. And I'd have a hell of a time bargaining in Mandarin. Ah, the language. I've studied it for almost 15 years; you'd think I'd be uber fluent by now. But no. I think my knowledge of that language has depleted in the course of my spending 4 years without it in my face, 24/7 as it used to. I'd also have to speak with my aunt (whom we're going to live with) in Mandarin and/or Fukkien because she can't speak (nor understand, I think) Tagalog or English. And then I'd have to go entertain myself while my dad is in the therapy place. My aunt tells me there's a mall near the house we're gonna stay in, and I could spend two whole days and not see all of it. That excited me. But this could be a potential letdown. Will I be given shopping money?

Wait, would I have to get a job there?!

Argh. Dad. Why couldn't you have chosen an English-speaking country to have therapy in? I could do so much more there. First of all, I could understand perfectly what everybody would say and not have to mentally translate everything all the time. Sigh. This will be a huge test of my skills.

Third thing that will happen this year is.... ah, well. You know.

I don't wanna think about that yet.

Anyway, there are a couple of days left in this vacation, and the last of them I really really have to spend studying. I wanted to start today, but I'm feeling like shit because of this scratchy sensation at the back of my throat. I can't get it out. I don't know if it's only phlegm or if I'm having tonsillitis again. Doesn't matter. All I wanna do is stay in my comfy bed and read/watch TV all day.

Speaking of reading, I have electronically encoded my READ BOOKS list the other day, but not completely. I got the R.L. Stine part and stopped. I couldn't decide if I'm gonna place it there in the READ list or just settle for the highlighted/not highlighted arrangement in my R.L. Stine list. Whatever. I'll see to that when I get another break. Which will probably already be in March.

I mentioned previously that I was reading two books, Nightmares and Dreamscapes my Stephen King (which I found out yesterday was actually turned into a tv show! Well, a mini-series) and World War Z by Max Brooks (an e-book actually). I have not finished both of them. Instead, I have added more books to my current reading list. Days ago we went to Alabang Town Center (have not been to this place in ages, maybe two years already) and while waiting for my dad, I found a mini booksale type of thing at the center and found books by authors I've wanted to try out. The best I found was Red Dragon and Hannibal by Thomas Harris. Can't wait to start these. But I have this urge to wait until I find Silence of the Lambs and Hannibal Rising, you know, to complete the series, before starting. I have that little OC-ish tendency. But hey, I found e-books of them so... yeah. The other one is Dean Koontz's Dark Rivers of the Heart. Based on my mini research, he's one of the top horror authors out there. There were a lot of Dean Koontz books in that sale. I wanted to grab them all but that would've burned a huge hole in my wallet so I settled for one, just a taste, if you will. Then the other one is Ransom by Danielle Steel. I don't normally read romance novels although in the past I have read a couple. They were okay, an easy read, just to keep me occupied for a couple of hours. Since Steel is a renowned romance novelist, why not give her a try, right? And her books had this common template for the cover, you know, a gold strip about an inch thick at the top and then whatever color the rest of the bottom. They looked so... uniform, so conducive to collecting. :) Heehee.

So right now, what I'm reading all at the same time are as follows:
Nightmares and Dreamscapes
World War Z (I've transferred this into my iPod's Notes section, had to split up the whole text into 170 4kb files because iPod can't handle showing anything bigger. Took me about four hours to do so. Ugh.)
Dark Rivers of the Heart
Ransom
Until Forever (e-book by Johanna Lindsey)

So... that's a whole lot. I'm not even including The Notebook by Nicholas Sparks which I started a week ago, I think. But I put it down after the first page because I decided to read it when I really need a tear-jerker. Oh, and did I mention I managed to acquire truckloads of e-books (if they were solid copies of books, they'd be truckloads. Heehee.)? And now I'm having this mad compulsion to go through as many of them as I can before school starts again because by then I'd have no life whatsoever until graduation. That's why I'm reading Until Forever now (the title makes me cringe). It's also a romance novel but I find it a bit funny. It's about this cursed sword that, when a woman enclosed the hilt in her hand, if she rightfully owns the sword, would summon its really hot Viking owner, Thorn, the brother of Thor. Hahahhahaha. I swear, that story is so ridiculous... Why do I read these things. Lol. I don't know. I have another OC-ish thing: I need to know what happens next. Always. When I start to read something, I have to know what happens next even if the story sucks. That's what got me through the last three books of the Twilight series. But hey, it's not so bad. The compulsion, I mean. Applies to tv shows too, although they're harder to complete. I have yet to know what happened in the past season/s of Lost, Desperate Housewives, House, Smallville, How I Met Your Mother...

Okay, I'm going to finish reading as many books as I can now, even with this headache. :)

Holidays and Books

I've been asked a couple of times this break if I actually felt the Christmas spirit.

Before saying yes or no, I think that I have to qualify the phrase "Christmas spirit". What do they mean when they say that? (1) Is it the feeling we used to get when we were ten years younger, that irrepressible excitement and giddiness, and the elating sense of awe and wonder the season brings? Of course, this also covers the potential mountain of presents we get (we got more back then, don't you agree?) (2) Or is it a spiritual one, gratitude for the coming of our Savior? (3) Maybe it's the heightening of a common human virtue of generosity? To see the happy faces of the people we give gifts to, just hearing the words "thank you", is enough to make us mirror their smiles. To actually know that they absolutely love the present we gave is like finding the Holy Grail. (4) Lastly, maybe it's just economic joy, a.k.a. angpao/aginaldo/bonuses. And all the sales in malls.


Maybe the Christmas spirit is a combination of all of these. I don't know. But I really miss the first one, and I really really wanted to feel that this year but up until Christmas Eve I was like, oh, yeah, it's Christmas... I didn't even feel a thing. There used to be, as I mentioned, an excitement that starts when the -ber months do leading up to the day itself. But there's none. I didn't even get to decorate our tree this year (during sembreak I had all the free time, you see. But they kept the tree and all the decorations up in Antipolo. Then just when second sem started and things got a little bit busy, I come home from my 7:30 class to find a tree complete with all the trims. Argh.)

I guess for me, it's more of the third one this year (and the fourth one, but that's secondary. Heehee.) I don't really give lots of presents every year, not unless I baked them. But this year, since it's senior year and all, I gave lots of stuff to lots of people. Okay, only eight of them. But there were lots of stuff. People started giving away tiny little things the last week of classes, food. Candy canes, cookies, brownies... Yum! And it felt wonderful to be given one even if it's just a small thing. So there, I gave. And it felt great. And they actually liked it. Yey! I even gave these pillows on an impulse to my friends present in the overnight. I don't know. I just saw them and thought they're cute and my friends would think they're cute so why not give them a dose of cuteness right? Hehe.

Well, that's Christmas 2008 for me. I did get some fabulous stuff though. But the feeling of having made people happy, even for the shortest time, is priceless. (Naks! Matouch na kayo!)

Anyway, I'm reading two books at the same time now. I've been trying to veer away from the young adult section books so I went to Books for Less to try other authors (buying brand new books from previously unread authors of mine is a risk my wallet cannot take). I bought three books: something (forgot the title) by Kristin Hannah (I don't really know why I bought this. I liked one of her books and sort of unconsciously started to collect her other books), Mary, Mary by James Patterson (I've never tried this genre of his, suspense is it?), and of course, if I'm gonna say that I'm a horror fan, I'd have to also read horror! So I started with the basic: Stephen King. Nightmares and Dreamscapes. It's a collection of his short stories. I wanna start with The Shining or Salem's Lot but I can't find them there so I just opted for this. So far, it's filled with crazy people. And kids are creepy. Lol.

Morning Terrors

I've always considered it a gift, my ability to remember almost every dream I have (in detail). I generally like my "head movies" (stolen from Tropic Thunder. Heehee.) However, there are times when I wish I didn't. It's not about nightmares. As far as those go, I have them at least once a week. The night before last, I had a dream that I was in my high school classroom with people (some of them former classmates) and it was nighttime. I don't know why, but everybody just got up and danced the Macarena. WTF right? Afterwards, we settled down for some film viewing. It was a film called "DV from Underground". I have no idea what DV stands for. Like, in mini DV maybe? I got the feeling (in the dream) that DV was some sort of virus. Death Virus maybe. Haha. Anyway, there. And then the movie opens with a shot of a huge room filled with hospital beds, like some sort of evacuation center or hospital for soldiers in a war. There. And then the shot zoomed in on this one bed where a soldier was lying dead and a cheerleader (wearing a uniform much too much like Claire's from Heroes) was on top of him taking a bite out of his face. Hmm. Zombie movies. Even in dreams, huh?

So anyway, there. That wasn't exactly a nightmare but I do have those often so I'm not very bothered by them (there are some exceptions though). But the kind of dreams that I truly detest are the ones that scream "YOUR SUBCONSCIOUS IS SCREWING WITH YOU!!!" They're the obviously the wish-fulfilling execution of that part of your head. You know it will NEVER happen so your brain thinks, hey, let's make it happen in dreamland. At least it would seem real for awhile. Give her a little taste of what it can never be. It won't hurt.

Shut up, brain.

You see, that's what's totally wrong with it. They say that dreams are supposed to help resolve unresolved or unrealized issues during conscious hours. In my case, the dreams are what cause the issues. I mean, for example, don't let me dream that we were given a free cut in a class where a torturous long test was scheduled because when I wake up, I'd still be feeling what I felt in the dream (ecstatic and super relieved) and I'd be in that mood so when the day doesn't (obviously) go as the dream did, I'd be more upset than if I didn't dream that dream because it would've given me hope.

Am I making sense here?

How many times my mood was influenced by my dream, I don't know. Well I mean, not directly influenced but a teeny tiny factor to my cheeriness or grumpiness or depressed state or whatever. Have you ever heard of "nadala lang ng panaginip"? I bet not. That might be unique to me. I don't know if this is possible, but could my interests (and other stuff) be influenced by what I dream about? Usually it's the other way around. But recent reflections show that the first option may in fact be true.

Hmm.

Pare.

Dinekwat ko lang kay Belle (dinekwat lang rin niya sa kung kanino man na dumekwat sa totoong gumawa. Hehe.)

***

Kasi pare ganito daw yun. may isa daw babae na hot daw pare. pero maputla siya kasi hindi
siya inalagaan ng nanay niya pare. tapos pare emo daw siya kasi nga daw hindi siya mahal ng mundo at para siyang patay na bata na galit sa mundo. tapos pare, lumipat daw siya ng tirahan kasi daw masyado daw siyang emo para sa luma niyang tirahan. sabi niya sa nanay niya "tangina mo nay gusto ko lumipat kay tay". tangina pare hindi nagalit nanay niya. sabi lang ng nanay niya "tangina mo pare wag ka magmura".

so lumipat siya sa tatay niya di ba? pagkarating niya dun sabi niya, "tangina erpat bakit maulan dito?" sabi ng erpat niya "gago "bur" months na! malamig na tangena". so nagtaka yung babaeng simula ngayon ay tatawagin na lang nating "babaeng maputla at emo".

so pumasok siya sa school di ba? binigyan siya ng truck ng tatay niya pare. sabi ng tatay niya "tangina mo sa'yo na tong truck ko". sabi niya "salamat tay".

pagkarating niyang school tsong, may nakita siyang lalaking mukhang bangkay pero pogi. sakto. pogi pero mukhang bangkay. sabi ni babaeng maputla at emo "hot pare".

nung chem lab na ni babaeng maputla at emo, natagpuan niyang lab partner niya yung poging bangkay. so nung tinignan siya nung poging bangaky, ang asim ng mukha nito. mukhang nandiri ata kay babaeng maputla at emo.

sabi ni poging bangkay "tangina mo". sabi ni babaeng maputla at emo "tangina KA". sabi ni poging bangkay "tangina NIYA oh *tumuro sa teacher nila*". sabi ni babaeng maputla at emo "oo nga noh. TANGINA MO". sabi ni poging bangkay "tangina mo gago bampira ako". tapos naghubad siya ng damit at kumintab ang katawan niya kasi linagyan niya ng glitters ang abs niya kasi tigas siya at ganun na ang mga tigas ngayon na nagpupuntang emba.

so pare na in love si babaeng maputla at emo kay poging bangkay. si poging bangkay naman sige lang kasi sex din daw yun. so ayun. angshweet shweet nila.

"eow poh... ahihihihi"

"bebe mwahugz,..... ^^,"

so tapos nun nagpunta sila sa damuhan kasi.... alam mo na. tapos sabi ni poging bangkay "ikaw na buhay ko ngayon" sabi ni babaeng maputla at emo "tangina mo gago patay ka na". sabi ni poging bangkay "TANGINA KA".

tapos nagsex sila

so basically pare yun lang yung mga importanteng nangyari sa buong storya. intense noh? kaya pala nahhook lahat ng tao.

***

Twilight Weekend

Grabe, I had a blast last night. Got in at around 2AM with my head still ringing. No, it's not because of the movie. Well, the movie was... I don't know, blah. There's so much more excitement in the book. It came across as a very watered-down version of the action part. But boy, the cheesiness was still puke-inspiring. When Edward said the line "You are my life now", any other girl would've swooned but man, I think the whole theater felt me cringe (along with my five friends). Okay, so Edward is undeniably attractive, but after 10 minutes of his utterly fake paleness (we could see the natural blush of Robert Pattinson from under the smothering of powder. And his really red ears gave his obviously still-beating and blood-distributing heart away), it he didn't do much for me anymore. On the other hand, Jasper was surprisingly popular amongst us. James came in third (I think Carlyle is second). Hahaha. The human-blood-sucking vampire was hot. He kept running around bare-chested. Woohoo.

As for Bella... She was... I don't know. She was a little bit detached, I think. It was okay at the first part when she was going around zombie-ish, not caring at all. It was so her. But when she met Edward, she didn't really show signs of her obsession. She was too "cool". Then there was that burst of emotion in the hospital scene. It was weird. We were all like, "Where did that come from?!" But I think her acting way five notches better than Edward's.

Of course, everybody loved Charlie. He's the best, really. And the only scene that really had me staring and kind of emoting was when Bella had to leave. It was Charlie who provided the drama. I love him.

Overall, it was just blah. It didn't suck to the pits of hell; it wasn't great either. Forgettable. I can't even replay clearly any scene in my head (except the ones in the trailers because I've seen those millions of times).

Anyway, the movie wasn't what made my whole evening. My friends did. Goodness, I didn't realize how much I've missed them!

So after the movie, we went to the restroom. This was GB3 so the restroom was nice and had a couch. We didn't really mean to but we sort of just hung out inside the restroom on the couch and dissed the movie. Haha. I love them for their dissing skills. I swear. I know it's mean but with them you just can't help joining in. They're absolutely hilarious!

Before seeing the movie, we had a bit of dinner and got to talking about Robert Pattinson. One of them said that she heard that he had a boyfriend. So is he gay? We don't know for sure. Don't really care either. Then the other one (who already saw the movie earlier this week) complained about Robert's voice as not being deep enough (the book described it as velvelty and Robert's just isn't). But then I remembered one scene from Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (where Rob plays Cedric Diggory), the one in the bridge where he told Harry about submerging the egg in water. He said something like, "You know that prefect's bathroom on the fifth floor? It's not a bad place to take a bath." (We added that at this point Harry must've been thinking, "Hold on, is he asking me to take a bath with him?" Lol.) Then Cedric added, "Bring your egg."

I did a (very bad) Cedric impersonation during dinner last night and when I said the "bring your egg" part, we all just cracked up. What with the gay rumours and something else... Yeah. It's all green up there.

Anyway, my friend told me that she'll definitely remember that line in the movie. We'll know when - she'll laugh. So during the CR-tambay period, I asked her during which scene did she remember that line. She said it was the scene where Edward was pinning James against the wall and was about to bite his neck. Hahahaha. Wonderful homoerotic scene right there.

So after we realized that we've been hanging out in a place where people do numbers 1 and 2, we decided to head on downstairs and find a better place to chat. Starbucks was packed beyond its overflowing point so we went in Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf. We scored couch seats and another table. So we settled in with our drinks and kind of caught up. Same same at first, what's new, who's with who, any news about latest developments and stuff. We also covered pervy professors, expecting ex-schoolmates, high school crushes, all of that. It's never boring with these people. We ended up talking about farting techniques! It was crazy. We all couldn't stop laughing even though our stomachs felt like imploding already. People were starting to look our way too, but we didn't care. There was no silence sign anywhere.

I absolutely love these people. It was so refreshing just letting loose with them. We've known each other for what, about 8-10 years now and have been close for half of them. (Note: this isn't my "official" barkada. I have different sets of friends. Lol.) They know how kooky I can get and they don't care. Green jokes are enthusiastically received. And they make the best hirits in the world (all my friends do, actually). What I love about them is that I don't have to censor myself. I could just be me, totally. I can be as stupid as I can get and not fear that they'd think less of me. We can laugh with and at each other and it wouldn't really matter. Sometimes, we just laugh with no reason at all. Someone might just laugh out of nowhere (maybe because she remembered something funny) and then we'd just laugh at that person because she looks crazy or laughs funny. And so we'd just all be laughing and holding our stomachs for no reason at all and it would just be a whole lot of fun.

Super Termites!

Not the title of a new superhero movie. Although it could be a villain for the next Spiderman movie (if there's one; three is enough for me though).

I'm in the car on my way to school right now and while waiting for traffic to move, I noticed the van in front of me with this signage on the back door.



Have I been so out of touch with the world of biology that I didn't hear of the birth of a new (maybe mutant!) species of termites? I wonder why they'd be called "super" termites? Could they like, chew through half a house under a minute? Do they have cape-like wings? Or maybe they have little Ts enclosed in pentagons on their bellies?

I'm sorry for those whose homes require this kind of super service.

Insomnia Attack #1

So I'm trying to fall asleep with my tv on. Star movies. Planet of the
Apes. I've seen parts of that movie a number of times, but never as a
whole. Tonight is my first time to see the (almost) beginning. If I
remember correctly, that movie (the remake) didn't receive particularly
good reviews. Hmm. Whatever. I'd have to see it as a whole first. All I
can say for now is that Mark |Wahlberg is just absolutely gorgeous. And
I can't get over how much one of the apes (a female, at that) looks
like the prince of pop and all-around halloween mask, michael jackson.

Random Chat

I haven't used my MSN messenger in like... forever. I think I've uninstalled the one in my own computer a long time ago. And since my wonderfully flat monitor decided to take up smoking and smelling like a burning tire, it had to go to monitor rehab. So I've been stuck with borrowing my brother's computer for weeks now. And this one still has an MSN messenger which signs in automatically.

So awhile ago I've given up on tossing and turning and thought that a few rounds of Destruct-O-Match (I know, Neopets is silly, but that game is actually somewhat cathartic) would lull me to sleep finally (although this is contrary to the medical fact that using the computer before bed keeps one from sleeping because it makes the brain more active, etc. I don't know. My eyelids are actually getting heavier as I type this). So I logged on and started destroying virtual prehistoric bricks.

Then this IM popped up. Someone I don't know. Forgot to exit the MSN messenger. I was planning on ignoring it but then I had nothing else to do so I thought, why not? So normal procedures followed, then we ended up talking about poop. Literally. The person (I have no idea if it's a guy or a girl) said that he/she didn't go to school today because he/she has diarrhea and that he/she had an "accident" in the car with his/her aunt as a witness. I retorted with an anecdote about my brother and his pants. Let's just leave it at that. Lol. I have no idea how, but we spent half an hour discussing uncontrollable defecation and the necessity of diapers during sleep. And I actually had fun chatting with him/her.

This just proves how much I enjoy being brainless.

I guess this was a refreshing change from my perception of people who randomly IMs me in MSN. The topic choice was slightly inappropriate (but I guess people generally feel comfortable talking about gross stuff with strangers since they have no idea who they and hence cannot embarrass them with the story everytime they meet), but at least it wasn't pervy.

Last Sembreak Ko Na 'To

Wala lang, naisip ko lang na ito na ang kahuli-hulihang sembreak ko as a college student. Shet. Ang dami nang lasts. Siyempre marami ring magiging firsts pagkatapos nito, pero sorry, pesimista ako today. Hehe.

Napuna ko lang na grabe, hindi talaga ako gaanong nagblog ngayong 2008. 37 posts lang for the whole year?! It's already October! Hahaha. Kahit isama pa yun posts ko sa LJ ko, mga 50 posts lang in all. Ah, crap. I have to make up for that this break.

Sa Halloween Blog-a-thon ko nalang babawiin. :)

Anyway, ewan ko, pero ang weird ng feeling ng walang ginagawa. Haha. Sanayan lang ito. Malamang pagdating ng November mawiwirduhan ako sa feeling na kelangan na ulit bumangon at mag-aral. Shet. Last sem ko na 'yon. Bakit ganon?!

Last weekend nandun kami sa bahay ni Joyce nag-overnight at movie marathon. Well, actually, nag-Supernatural-marathon nung una hehe tapos naging movies na. We're trying to infect more people with the Supernatural virus. Swear. Watch it. It's good. So ayun.

Di ko na masyadong maalala anong movies pinanood namin. Hmm. Wait. Ah, P.S. I Love You, Teeth, Gravedancers, Mean Girls, and Kung Fu Panda. Meron pa yatang isa pa, pero hindi ko maalala. Pero yan na yun. Hehe. Fangirl ako ni Gerald Butler. Hehe.

Nakakatawa talaga nung kainan parts. Mga 3:30 kasi kami dumating sa bahay ni Joyce. Before that, ay nako, I was all over Metro Manila. Haha. Had to submit my final project sa Comm Dept at 10AM, tapos had to rush to my friend's graduation sa PICC (we got there at 12NN, tapos na yun graduation. whek. nagpichuran nalang kami.), then had to rush back to Katipunan (na biglang naging sa Libis nalang pala), have lunch with ADMU friends, then go to Joyce's house na dahil gagamitin pa ni Mama yun kotse na maghahatid sa amin doon.

So ayun. The dinner part. Wala lang, nakakatawa lang kasi we couldn't sustain a topic for more than 15 minutes. Una, galit-galit muna sa kainan. parang hindi pa nabusog sa sandamukal na chips na kinain while marathon-ing. May magbibigay ng topic, pag-uusapan konti, tapos tapos na. Haha. Hindi ba ang sabi nila kapag tumatahimik ang isang usapan may anghel daw na dumadaan? Well if that were the case, eh di pinagtitripan kami ng mga anghel nung gabing yon. Hahaha. Kung ano-ano nang topics ang napag-usapan, to the point na nalaman namin anong klaseng underwear ang sinusuot ng dalawa naming kasamang boys (boxers, btw). Kinda too much info ba? Hehe. At least you don't have to deal with the mental images I had. Eugh.

Pictures of this night can be found on my Multiply site. Kung friend kita. Hehe.

Ang cute cute ng puppy ni Joyce. Well, di na yata siya puppy, pero mukha pa rin siyang baby. Eeeee. Cute. Tisha ang name niya; she's a Shih Tzu (tama ba spelling?). Ang likot niya grabeh! As in kung naglalakad ka hinahabol niya yung feet mo tapos nung nakaupo na kami lahat sumisiksik siya sa amin. Tapos nagbebeg siya nung kumakain kami ng chips. Tapos ang bango bango niya kasi sosyal siya, Vaseline ang shampoo! Haha. Basta. She's so cute. I miss her already. Kahit nagwiwi siya sa immaculately clean floor ng sala ni Joyce, cute pa rin siya.

I ended up sleeping on the air cushion thingy. Basta yun kailangan pump-an ng air. Kaso hindi pala nasara mabuti yun isang vent kaya pag gising ko nung umaga, flat na. Haha. Eh mukha pa naman akong bulldozer kasi malikot ako matulog ikot ako nang ikot. Buti nga wala akong katabi kundi nadaganan ko na eh. Haha.

Joyce's Mom: O Tep, hindi ba sumakit ang likod mo? Matigas yun sahig.
Tep: OK lang po, Auntie, malambot naman ako eh. :)

Haha. Classic Tep kabangagan. And get this, since balak namin talaga mag-inuman and I forgot to bring the Jell-O shots, may wine na hinanda para sa amin si Auntie at Uncle. Naks. I love them already. At sosyal talaga. Wine. Kaso lang nga hindi kami nakainom noong gabi kasi... ewan ko nga ba bakit. Basta. So nung breakfast nalang kami uminom, nag-cheers and stuff. Hahaha.

As usual, after happy days like this one, sad na pag uwian. Ewan ko. I don't wanna be freaking emo right now kasi I promised myself that I'm gonna use this sembreak to fix myself and be happy. Let's just say I had an emo moment nung pauwi. Yun na yun. Hehe.

So ngayon, bum. Bum bum bum. Nakakatamad nga maging bum eh. Gusto ko nalang lumabas lagi at manood ng movie. Yung problema eh sembreak = no allowance. Yun mga may utang sa akin di pa nagbabayad. Tapos may utang pa ako sa iba. Argh. Ano nang ipangmomovies ko?!

Tapos ang bagal pa madownload ng mga bagay bagay. :(