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i'm an aspiring novelist...i'm only good at the beginning...i don't finish my works unless i'm forced to finish it no matter how unsatisfactory the work is...i'm not a fan of sap but i tend to do it sometimes...i tend to become confusing since i only say whats on my head, no matter how unorganized it may be...i can be too mean or too kind...i'm a very moody person...i remember bad things that are supposed to be forgotten...i'm a very emotionally unstable person...i think too much...i easily get depressed...i'm an easily forgettable person...i feel too much...i love too much...

obviously, this is my welcome post. feel free to poke at my thoughts at the bottom of this.



*ps. i'd put this at the sidebar...but lj is being a bitch...it automatically cancels the darn autoplay thingy. so bear with me.-_-

credits: layout from premade_ljs

we didn't spend our 5th anniversary together because it was a sunday so we just hanged out last saturday. which we always do every saturday.

we didn't do anything special. we just watched "drag me to hell" (stupidest movie ever), met up with his mom and did the groceries, then ate out...then went home.

nothing special really.

so i wrote something for the bf. its full of icky and mushy crap so you might not want to read it but here goes...it really won't make any sense but its for the bf and he remembered...and that's what matters. we didn't need to say anything after that while we huggled in our slightly awkward position while kuya dino was in the room, minding his own business and his games.

oh, and tell me what you think about my writing. because i think it got worse. lol.
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It has been 5 years since that day. The leftover summer wind must have softly caressed our skins, which have been exposed to the cold of classrooms. We wove around the labyrinth made with blurred bodies of students dressed in sea-sick green (occasionally with the confused colours of sky blue and spring green, meshed up in what seems to be a pathetic excuse for a barong) and dark indigo, running around or idling about with friends and catching up with each other. Static and gruff voices could be heard from the speakers, announcing the students that were being picked up already by their drivers, while the ones that are ready to leave cramp up both the turnstiles and entrance of the school.

You probably told me to wait when we arrived at a small area where we used to let our bags sit beside each other, while we walked around freely (as we would continually do so even after that day to release ourselves from the heaviness on our shoulders, not knowing what would weigh down our hearts for the rest of our lives) and rummaged around. You had successfully found what you had been looking for, revealing a small and purple teddy bear that felt like velvet under my fingertips, and which would accompany my sleep for the rest of the years. As I held on to it for the first time, I felt its beaded innards and caught a whiff of its lavender scent that would never dissipate, while you smiled as I said my thanks.

I left the bear (taking pleasure later on in naming it after you) and must have pulled you from the people, the noise, and the speakers that might call my name at any given moment, into our own world that consisted of cool air, cheap tiles, one or two prude librarians who scowled at us slightly upon our arrival, and metal shelves that were filled with slightly mediocre books. We reached the other end of the room, close to the windows blinded with the ridiculous pastel colours of green, purple and pink.

Usually we never sat at the old, wooden chairs if there was still a space on the hard, dirty floors to be ourselves on, but we pulled them up, scratching its legs on the floor to face each other rather awkwardly with our knees under the table barely grazing the fabric of our clothes. While you watched me stumble with my words, my mouth fumbled about and created sounds I can no longer remember. Blood rushed up to my head as I grew more embarrassed at the awkward predicament that didn't turn out the way I imagined it would be, what they told me how should be.

The details would remain a mixture of clarity and vagueness to me. Whether asking the painfully cliché question involving an exhilaration of falling off a cliff or leading you to the seclusion of shelves came first, only the books can tell. From the corner of my eye, you seemed to smirk slightly at me, as if you knew (and you did) while you answered me with ease.

That was supposed to end at that moment but you made it hard for me with your coy and knowing smile that asked to be clearer with my words, to tell you the truth. I could only feel the clamminess of my hands the moment the words left my lips to reveal an instance of honesty for the first time. A calm silence came over us that not even the noise outside that penetrated the physical sanctum of the library can interrupt it, even after creating an excuse to plant a kiss on your shoulder.

after almost 8 months of working, i've come to realize that i've been losing touch with my voice and i'm afraid to find out that maybe i've lost it altogether.

i've been trying to get back my inspiration by reading one hundred years of solitude in the morning for the past few weeks but i end up putting down the book to start working on the news for the day or the review to be submitted next week. but, just a few days ago, while mike was pestering me, i gave him something to read - a draft of one of my works for the yearbook that i've been keeping tucked in my book. while he was reading, i remembered that i had a copy of the revised version of it on my mail. then i stumbled upon my other works so i decided to open them all so we could read it. after some time he asked, "do you know how to paint?" (probably because the works i had were pretty colorful and descriptive...but that's just my ego talking i think) and also decided to get a copy of one of my works (the one for the college of science) for an idea for the next photoshoot. and finally, while i whined on how i miss writing and sulked on the idea that maybe my stories weren't that nicely written, he said that the ones i showed him were pretty well-written as far as he can tell. 

i'm not comforted by this but it's a compliment nontheless.

then i remembered linz telling me that i should have taken up creative writing whenever she read my works. i think i should have. but i might have extended another year.

so far, i've been writing news almost everyday based on other people's news. there are occasions that i enjoy doing it (but that's just because i can relate to the news and be able to give my own opinion about it) but most of the time, it drains me of my creativity. after a day's work, i become annoyed and irritated (mostly because of my fake boss's stupid requests and idiotic comments/explanations on me and anthony's writing when he doesn't even know how to speak decent english) that i don't have the heart to read or write and decide to play world of warcraft to distract myself.

anthony told me that maybe i should teach instead. or go into publication. anything to hone my craft (if i have any left). but that would mean an effort that i refuse to give because my parents seemed to train me that way through the years by locking me up inside the house and not socializing enough.

ugh, the things i do to compromise my goals.

i should take up MA soon. or go somewhere. because i'm getting dumber at work that blogging is becoming more of an effort.

anyway i just had to post this.

kuya dino was texting someone and, because he can't speak decent filipino, he asked us to translate (in filipino) something about blood seeping through clothes. so we were thinking of words like...natapunan and natuluan while playing rockband 2 (it makes it hard to think so sue me)...well we finally settled with tumagos. lol. then kuya david suddenly decided to be poetic and had to say this line:

tumagos sa mga binti ko ang dugo ng kalayaan.

i thought that was utterly disgusting coming from him. but it was funny and it almost sounded so feminist and quotable. lol. but he had to ruin it with this follow-up line:

ang maiinit at malapot na...

at that point, i had to groan and told him to shut the hell up 'cause it was just so gross and disgusting and all that. lol.
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my mom came inside the room atone poijnt while we were in a middle of a song, frantically calling out for my brother to call my dad 'cause he's in iran with kuya darell. worried that maybe something must have happened to them, we stopped everything and asked her wha'ts wrong...anyway, she tells kuya david to check his phone for any new messages from my dad or kuya darell.

at this point, kuya dino knew there was something suspicious so he asked what she was expecting...and then she happily  squeals out "burberry! my new burberry!" while kuya david made that international call.

i'm reevaluating my life and, as of the moment, its turning out to be pretty pathetic. not that i didn't know that already. but here's what a got so far.

i'm 20. turning 21 this year. i'm the youngest and the only girl in an anti-feminist family which sucks because now i have to "act like a respectable woman" by not going out and have fun like a normal human being. that also means i don't have any rights (and that's a direct quotation from my dad). which is why i refuse to talk about my problems to them. i had a plan before but my parents ruined it when they decided that i have to finish college to have a bf so instead of taking up creative writing i hurried everything along and got a 1 for my thesis which i will never be proud of. i'm planning to fix that by getting an MA anywhere but here...then again, my plans never go the way i want them to.

i still haven't gone out to a big fish event. or a high school friend's party (after college). i haven't gone to the beach with friends ever. or have gone out with them (legally) late at night. i usually don't go with them because its too far and i don't know how to commute because my smart parents don't allow me to. my brothers take this chance to rub it on my face that they got to go out even when they were in college while i got stuck being a loser at home. i would rather spend my time with friends than with my family. because they suck a lot. and my friends do make me a bit sane because i can be selfish and burden them with my problems. but now they're not around that much. my bottled-up problems are driving me insane. and i never got the chance to make myself drunk enough to fuck myself up. and i probably never will even if i had the chance.

i've been with my bf for almost 5 years and we're still not able to go out properly. and it's a big problem. because of that, i don't want to give or tell my problems to my bf because that would make us more depressed. specially after i got work, i feel like we're growing farther away from each other...

its strange. and unnerving.

a list of what i haven't done with my life and what's so depressing about it.

i'm planning to run away. i know its not a good idea. but looking at that depressing list (that i refuse to continue because its too early in the morn to be too depressed), it's turning out to be a good idea.

i need to start over. somehow.
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on thursday, kuya darell's gonna take my (mom's) laptop so i have no choice but to use the damned pc. which is full of virus. and porn. because of him.

i'm worried about the laptop. i hope he doesn't fill that up with stupid viruses.

anyway. i don't have my laptop and i can't play WoW.

so ned, if you're reading this, let's play rockband online.=p
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on thursday, i'm going to take a leave from work because...ugh.

i hate this. my church has this "encounter with God retreat" bullcrap. and a lot of people has attended the previous retreats. so its kind of unspoken that you HAVE to go there. else you'll be left out. or be mistaken as a rebel. or some shit like  that.

seriously. wtf. why do we need to do this retreat thing when its not even written in the bible to do so? Jesus never preached in a synagogue and didn't require people to go to him. yet here are my parents and the pastors, requiring people to go! then again they say "its your choice" but its actually reverse psychology. what happened to free will?

God should strike them with lightning. or just smite them.

and they say that being "born again" isn't a religion but a way of life while the rest (like catholicism) are just religion? what kind of bullshit is that. why the fuck are they thinking highly of themselves? as if they're better just because they're fucking "born again."

so now i'm being forced to go. oh well. i might as well go and try to enlighten myself. or stab myself. whatever works.
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i'm finally a regular employee here. and i got a slight raise. wee. aside from that, i finally uploaded my world of warcraft review. i'm not sure if its good enough but i'm still happy about it. so read it.

oh. and remember that review with a big picture of me on the page? well. i checked what's its ranking in terms of how many people go to that page. and apparently, its number one. great. just great. good job people.

ever since anthony started working with me, i started to have real work. i can barely watch gossip girl or read my manga. not that i'm complaining or anything. i just found it strange that more work started to spill in all of a sudden. but its bearable i suppose. lol.

because we also didn't receive any cellphones last week for review, i decided to bring my laptop to work and play world of warcraft for "review." lol, yes, i played at work for the first time! at one point, a korean programmer passed by my cubicle and saw me playing. instead of reporting it to his other korean friend who's also my boss, he said "oh! i play that too! i got to level 80!" and then he told his other co-workers to look what im playing. which is funny because most of the people there who saw me play said "i want to play too! can we switch jobs?" even my korean boss passed by my cubicle and said "oh, i don't like those kinds of games. i like need for speed, call of duty and red alert!" funny.

i should play more often at work.

then again, writing a game review was harder than i thought it would be. so i requested that the reviews be made into pure english and be done by parts. and that also resulted in a meeting last saturday wherein everyone teased that i was being picky and prolonged the meeting. haha.

oh and i have a fanpage. because of the mean bf. and its supposed to be erased by now.
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the other night, i was dreaming something which seemed nice for a story. but i didn't write it down 'cause i was lazy. i just started writing it yesterday and titled it as "white dreams." while i was writing it, i realized that (aside from my so-called meyer-esque writing fluke last time) i'm getting suckier at writing stories. and frankly, it sucks and its slightly depressing. maybe i should have submitted something for that dumaguete workshop cathy told me about. then again, i'm guessing that people would barf at my work.

maybe i should take an MA in creative writing.

or take a short course in business.

or just be a lousy teacher.xP

meh, whatever works.

it feels like i've been working for 6 months already. i feel so stagnant here...couldn't feel the changing of months and. well. i heard that the company might end this year. might. great, just what i needed. meh.

i might consider teaching the next time i look for work.

but for now, i plan to complete my 6 months probation and extend up to one more month before actually quitting. just in time for summer vacation. lol. and i should accompany anthony a bit longer since i brought him here.xP hekhek.

well, just in case the company goes down.

...have i mentioned that our photographer (his name is mike) provides me with food almost everyday (mostly because i trick him to do so)? yay! i love it.
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last saturday, me and the boys (lol) went out and played rockband. partially because neddy bear wanted to go out and mostly because wobleh boobleh's (i like making funny nicknames. like. orange gummy bear. tee-hee. but that's just to tease wobleh boobleh. i should make a new nickname...) birthday treat. yay!

actually, we were supposed to play at my house. but i think i got too lazy that i forgot to text ned. so we played at katipunan instead.

which was fucking far. and i didn't even know how the hell i was gonna go there. so brought the mean bf along with me.

i woke up at 8am. and woke him up the same time. left at the house at 9:30. got to glorietta 4 at 10 (because i wanted us to meet there). and waited for him for 30 mins. i hate being late. so i got kinda pissed at him (even though i told myself not to) and walked away when he arrived until he finally caught up with me at the escalator going to the mrt. and we kinda had a scene...

yes, i know. i can be a bitch sometimes.

but anyway, after a while, i did get tired of being a bitch and just let him be. *shrugs*

so we traveled for an hour and a half by mrt and lrt to katipunan. it was an adventure. and i liked lrt 2. hekhek. while we were riding lrt 2 going to katipunan, there were a bunch of geeky guys who talked funny and had backpacks...and got down at gilmore. lol. i bet they bought pc parts that day.

after that, we walked a few more minutes (with the sun burning our skins) until we got to mcdo. i couldn't spot them that easily because i was blind so they had to kind of wave at our direction. and one of the first things they said was "you're getting thin."

after getting a table with more chairs, i bought a big mac. and stuffed my face on it. while talking. lol.

then we went to this place called friispirit. and they only used wii. boo that. and the controllers were loose already that i couldn't play that nicely. meh. but i liked the beanie couch thing. because i got to lie down. and the mean bf was also able to sleep on the beanie. hekhek. cute hibernating bear. thankfully, he didn't snore that time. haha. and one time, he did this...ron weasley face. *nibbles* tee-hee!

it was fun hanging out with them again anyway.

which is why they should go to my house next time because it too damn far. and neddy teddy should bring his littlebigplanet for me to steal.
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yesterday was also my granddad's birthday. my brothers decided to bring the ps3 and play rockband at his house for him (and he was quite happy). i also got to see my cousin after such a long time so we talked a lot as usual. and, during that time, i realized 2 things...

1. kuya dr looks like someone. like. SOMEONE. (and its so wrong. keziah kept on laughing at me when i told her. they're like...twins! except that kuya dr is bigger. and an athlete. and can actually punch someone's lights out. and its so funny and wrong. i should take a picture next time. i bet you'll know who it is. and you'll think the same way.)
2. our family might have this hereditary problem that has something to do with being mean and bitchy. (which should also explain why i lose my temper easily)

lol.
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because my cat mimi got fucked by other cats and got rabies, they decided to bring her to duty free and set her free there so she won't be able to come back home.

which makes me sad.

because i saved her and took care of her when she was still a little kitkit and all that.

i didn't even take pictures of her when she was still cute and cuddly.

...maw. :(
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so here are a few things i wrote for my brother last christmas when he took a few pictures. he wanted me to make a 250-character write-up for each picture so i did. but i'm not sure if they're any good because i think i'm getting duller with work. i'd post the pictures here but i don't have the files. so bear with it.xP maybe i'll upload them another time.

( insomnia )

( chains )

( empty )

during valentine's day, like all the other couples, we decided to go out. but not because it was valentine's or our 56th monthsary that day...but because we always see each other only during the weekends. so he came to my house before lunchtime.

i didn't expect him to bring me a dozen red and white roses neatly bundled up together.

the first thing i said: "why did you bring flowers?"

i know. that was total failure on my part. thankfully he shrugged tha off and said it was because it was valentine's day. lol. which brings me back to this day when he gave me a small teddy bear and a rose that was on top of my lunch. lol. (don't mind the idiotic writing in that entry. i sucked at writing before. and no, i didn't eat the teddy bear or the rose if that's what you're going to say. *stares*). anyway, i was surprised to see him bring flowers for me (and i kept poking him and saying "you brought me flowers" and he'd hug me every time. how sweet). yes yes, i know, cliche. but it was unusual so there (the roses are still there, being watered everyday. yay).

so we had lunch at the house, played a bit of WoW on the laptop, and checked what time valkyrie was being shown that day (i expected as much. lol, he's such a war addict. *rolls eyes*) when it was time to leave, my brother wanted to tag along since he was going the same way. and he wanted to try driving the bf's car. after parking it somewhere near glorietta 4, my brother fell in love with it. lol. weirdness.

so we parted with my brother (thank goodness) and, because we still had some spare time before the movie started, we decided to play in timezone for a while. which was packed with couples and groups of friends and lonely people. lol. at one point, while the bf pulled me into a kiss (again. and again. he gets very cuddly whenever we see each other), this guy who was in front of us accidentally saw us kiss. he sighed and walked away! well, i didn't notice it but the bf did so he decided that we should walk somewhere else. after that, he told me. and i laughed. didn't that guy know that its a bad idea to go out on valentine's day alone? aww. 

30 minutes before the movie, we went to buy popcorn (mmm, i'm getting hungry again) and some drinks. actually, i bought the food. he bought the tickets. tee-hee. then we ate through the commercials and trailers (we were looking for trailers but they didn't show any. boo that). the movie was good and frustrating because, if you've been listening during your history classes on world wars and whatnot, you know that they won't succeed in killing hitler...but you still hope that the movie rewrites history by letting the valkyrie operation succeed. but life isn't fair right? lol. while watching, the bf whispered every now and then who's who and other information about the story (because he's such a fan of war stories). geek.

after watching a movie, we went to a carwash and had his dirty car cleaned. while waiting, we saw 2 chowchows sitting on the roof of the carwash place and just looking at the whole place. lol, uber cuteness (they're in a carwash somewhere in manila. i took a picture of it...maybe i'll update this post and add  the picture here or tell him to put it up on facebook). i wanted to take one home but i doubt that the owners would let me. after that, we went to his house and chilled there (because the malls were packed with love sick people and roses and shit). then we ate dinner there (mmm, fooooood) before he brought me back to my house.

during the trip going back home, we started talking and it turned into a "why don't you want to have another relationship if ever i broke up with you?" it was an innocent question but somehow somewhere at the bottom of my stomach, i started to feel uneasy. so i explained as much as i could...how i don't want to be in a relationship knowing that a person would leave or that how i've given a lot in this relationship or that i don't see the point of falling in love again after having your heart broken dozens of times from just one person...

after that, we arrived at the house and talked some more in his car...and when we got out, he gave me a hug. and told me that he was just asking and not to think about it too much and said sorry and all those things i expected he would say. but he surpises me yet again when he suddenly brought up his promise 4 years ago that he would never leave me and, even though he does stupid things like break up with me, he's still here. 

that made me smile a lot. because he remembered.

and after that he kept telling me not to think about it anymore and kissed me and told me he loves me. tee-hee. he's a sweet puppy. *huggles*

after that, he left because he had to go to his cousins place. 

and that's how i spent my valentine's day/56th monthsary with him.

...he bought me flowers. (i'm not yet over the fact that he did)




ps. anthony's working with me! yay! now i get to order someone to do work. lol. 

...and cathy said i'm starting to be cliche. eek. well, this is an exception because we only see each other once a week (because of work). and maybe being cliche once in a blue moon is alright. tee-hee.

i won't explain the title for now. but i'm feeling a bit giddy. but i don't want to. lol. maybe next time.

anyway.

i forgot to mention that i wrote something for my brother last christmas. i'll post it here next time if i remember. along with a picture.

i also got a haircut. yay me. after having the same hairstyle for...*counts* 7 years (holy shit), i decided to have my hair cut shorter than usual. hekhek. maybe i should post a picture of me with my new hair at facebook. because i'm self obsessed that way. lol. with the bf who also got a haircut that makes him look more like a butch lover.xD

last saturday was also the first saturday of the month so i had to go to work. because my seatmate recently resigned, i was left alone and hungry. and unfortunately for me, my pc decided to break down that saturday so i had no choice but to use another pc that exposed me to all of my bosses so i won't be able to slack off. thankfully, one of my co-workers who's also our photographer asked if i wanted to watch a photo shoot (because there was a photo shoot in our office that day). and because i had absolutely nothing to do (not even crappy news because the programs i needed wasn't installed in my temporary pc that day), i said yes. he told me that i have to help out if i wanted to watch. i was imagining fixing the tripod for his camera.

i never imagined that i'd be acting as the art director for the photo shoot.

so anyway, i entered the "studio" (which is also the room where we usually eat our lunch. lol), with our photographer and he immediately introduced me to the guy model (who came from baguio and doesn't look anything like a model...or maybe he can substitute manny paquiao in the poster, "toilet") who i thought was the manager. he was wearing something with a yellow shiny vest. then our photographer asked him to do sample poses to test the lighting of the camera. but i guess the photographer got disgusted at what he was picturing so he told me to do the sample poses instead. lol.

so anyway. we started the photo shoot with him. i was expecting not to tell him to do anything like pose since he said he did a photo shoot before. but he was horrible. he was so damn stiff and he kept looking in the camera. so i told him to loosen up and told him to bring out his violin (yes, he brought props! oh well, at least there was something he could do to make himself look more natural) and pose with it by holding it and whatnot. at one point, i told him to play a piece. and he was "too shy" *barf*...as if i wanted to hear him play. it was supposed to make him concentrate on something else other than the camera.  and to make him more serious (since he said that he "looked better on the camera if he looked serious" because his face "looks solemn." shit.)so we kept away his violin, told him to try and sit on the floor to look more relaxed. instead he kept on looking at his shoe and relied on me to pose for him so he can copy it. i told him to look as if he had a problem and he said he doesn't look like anything when he has a problem. urk. then he changed his shirt. well, i thought he was going to the bathroom. but he had the nerve to take his shirt off in front of me. my eyes were violated that day. *shivers* and he changed from a yellow themed outfit to a purple one. then he says something like "well, i guess we can't do sexy poses because it wouldn't be appropriate..." of course it wouldn't be appropriate. eww (prior to the photo shoot, he even asked if we had a sofa here in the office to use). after that he did another change outfit thing in front of me and some of the models (how very unsightly) but thankfully our photographer got a screen and blocked him out of our eyesight.

anyway, his photo shoot ended (finally). then we did another shoot for another guy who was really shy and nice. and he looked decent enough. and this time it was more fun to do because he had model friends to help him pose while i was just there pretending to know shit. lol. the whole photo shoot ended at 11, giving me only an hour to bore myself to death. yay for photo shoots!
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did i mention that we have a siberian husky at home named tanya who wants to murder my recently-knocked-up kitten (yes, kitten. she's barely a year old and some gargantuan cat comes in and fucks her. arg), mimi? yeah.

yesterday, i climbed to the rooftop of our house along with my brothers to take a picture of the lunar eclipse. unfortunately, it was covered with clouds. then again, we haven't gone up to the roof in a really long time...and i found the sky really pretty that night.

anthony's gonna be my new workmate. isn't that fantastic?:D

i think i forgot to mention here that i'm playing WoW. and my character's a level 17 undead priest. and i still suck whenever people throw WoW jargon at me. oh, and i'm the lowest level character in my guild which the bf made me join (and all of them, including him, are level 70-80. and he's level 80. addict boy).

because my seatmate just resigned, i'm the only one sitting on one side of the room. and this is a good thing. because no one can see what i'm doing and i'll know if someone's coming my way.

i'm still writing in friendster. because its my job to do so. after than, i have nothing else to do. which is why i'm writing here at livejournal. but i think i forgot to write some other things as well...oh well, maybe next time.

when i was still in high school, christine (and the rest of my friends) used to envy how i never got pimples. meanwhile, people kept teasing the poor and innocent fluffy when he had his unusual breakouts on his face and didn't treat him very nicely (because they were all superficial).

today, people from high school are more friendly towards the puppy and some people who never talked to him during high school are noticing him now and talking to him more. while me...i noticed that i'm getting pimples on my face.

sure, its normal for people to get pimples...but the thing is that...why am i getting it now that i'm done with school? this should only be happening when you're a teen. so right now, i'm sulking over the fact that my (already non-pretty) face is being inhabited by red little dots that came in too late.

that's it, i'm blaming my cappy thesis because this started when i was working on that.xP
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2 weeks ago, i slept at the bf's house again and went to anthony's pre-birthday dinner thing. it was supposed to be at serendra but it was too far so we went to makati...but then we were an hour late. so we didn't get any dinner. lol. which was fine. (too bad i didn't see anything that day to tease someone lol) so me and the bf decided to eat at a japanese restaurant before going to absinth (and no entrance fee! yay). the last time i was there, people were dancing (and some girls were asking me to join them to dance. which i declined that time because i wasn't tipsy enough to even think about dancing.) this time, no one danced. they just drank. so we got the last available table and ordered for a pitcher of fruit daiquiri. it tasted funny and i liked the slushy ice (i finished most of it too because the bf wasn't feeling that well). then we told one of the waiter guys to tell us when the shisha was available.

while waiting, we were counting how many girls were getting wasted (and it wasn't 11pm yet. losers). then suddenly a bunch of moms went inside and started drinking. and one of them was wearing the kind of clothes our poetry teacher would wear. some of them started to dance a bit.

wrongness.

anyway, we finally got our strawberry-flavored shisha. tee-hee. we kept on smoking it until we couldn't breathe. lol. it was fun blowing fake smoke. then we went home at around 12:30 because we were going to wake up a bit early to eat lunch with linz and the rest of the green and white literary people at some chinese place.
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last friday, my dad finally decided to let me go out drinking with the bf. lol. we were supposed to go to this hed kandi event being held by nokia...but when we went there at around 9pm, there was absolutely no one there. yeesh. so we went to his cousin's place instead and drank outside his house that was near sta ana chuch. his cousin made this drink that tasted like pineapples and cooked corned beef with mushrooms. we were with random people at the street (like the carpenter who's building mthe bf's soon-to-be house) and drank with us and told stories that i don't really remember anymore because i was too busy playing with cats. the bf's cousin also had this cute kitten with black paws and is a half persian cat named bicuit...i was about to put her inside my bag and take her home. lol. 'cause she's so perteh and nice and lets me hug her (unlike my cat mimi who's now being fucked by a gargantuan cat outside out house. *stabs stray cat*).

then suddenly, we started talking about relationships. which was weird and fun. then the bf brought me home...his cousin arvin tagged along and kept insisting that we should spend some "quality time" together before i went inside my house. lol, i think he was already getting wasted by his own drink. he's funny. but yeah, i wish we did have time to ourselves more. meh.
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we lost internet at our house. and its been more than a week already. i'm supposed to play world of warcraft with him so we can spend time together but pldt is being an asshole and i need to patch my game up and test if it works so...i brought the laptop at work today to play. hassle much. plus its so damn hot here at the office...and today's the longest day of the week for me.