my First blog

today i woke up crying. i was having a really bad dream and i was crying in it pretty badly - so when i woke up, i still had tears running from my eyes. i HATE dreams like those. i tend to remember those dreams in detail while the generally good dreams i forget. :p the suckiest part of this dream - it was about ryan, dammit. i can't even describe how i felt in that dream, i felt like i was being torn apart. haaay... what a way to start a day.

i have the sweetest lola in the world. up until she hit 80 that is and made her glaucoma and cataracts rule her life. she is now bound by the schedule of her medicines, her so-called dizziness, the worry about her eyes being swollen (they aren't, all the time), her eating (because she has diabetes) and her constant search for the perfect pair of bone-colored shoes (oh goodness, i can't remember how many we've bought already). when it became apparent that she already needs someone to be with her 24/7 to help her with everything, my parents found the nicest woman (midwife din sya) to be with her. she's really good with dealing with my lola's crankiness, letting my lola bitch ("because of nora, lumalala ang sakit ko" - hello, ano ba, walang connection. and her sickness isn't getting worse at all!) and basically makes sure that her medicines are on time (damay na din yung kay lolo). except my lola doesn't like her, for some strange stupid reason! she k...

Gemini Sponge Cola Come a little closer Flicker in flight We’ll have about an inch space But I’m here I can breathe in What you breathe out Let me know if I’m doing this right Let me know if my grip’s too tight Let me know if I can stay all of my life Let me know if dreams can come true Let me know if this is yours too ‘Cause I see it And I feel it Right here And I feel you right here The vacuous night Steps aside to give meaning To Gemini’s dreaming The moon on it’s back And the seemingly Veiled room’s lit By the same star And I feel it right here And I feel you right here -==- :) i hate the rain and all, but sometimes, there's something soothing looking at it fall in sheets, blanking out everything else. that is, until i get caught in it and end up with wet shoes, legs, pants, and whatever else. then i hate it again. but right now, looking out at the window - it looks real nice. :)

Movies i saw this week: Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - tres cool...and i want to see the original movie now, just to see how different it is. Wedding Crashers - it was sweet.. and quite funny. but it wasn't as double-over-laughing kind of funny that i thought it would be. i think even, that there were some parts that were supposed to come off as really funny but.. hindi masyado. hehe. :) -==- steady weekend lang this weekend... and i managed to see my friends! that took a while, admittedly. :p dinner yesterday was fun. :) -==- another week of work comin' up... wonder how this one will go? i've really got naught to say :p. haay. -==- love you, baby! (random sentence of the night. haha!)

I am proud of it - I am a Daddy's girl. Being the first kid, and an only kid for about eight years, you can expect nothing less. To say that i think that my dad is the bomb is an understatement. My dad is more than that - he is THE man. He is a lot to live up to and sometimes I pity my boyfriend because he knows that i expect nothing less than what my dad has done for us. During the times when our family was still starting out, he never failed to make sure that i got the best of everything. I remember alternately sitting in his lap and on my mom's lap on my first bus ride to Baguio. Apparently (and i only found out about this recently), our money was budgetted to the last, possible cent but he wanted me to be able to do everything - the horseback riding, the boating thing everything. I remember going out every weekend with him and my mom, coming back with a toy every single time (I can actually still remember walking around and around the toy dept of SM - with both of them begg...

yup, i know have a bitch for a mouth, especially when i'm mad. but when i'm faced with the person i'm mad at, all they get is a saccharine-sweet smile and a sarcastic edge to my tone and that's it. i told guia earlier that it probably confuses my target - they hear one thing, yet see something else. but that's as far as i can go. i'm non-confrontational, i might as well admit. unless of course i get pushed to my absolute limit... and then there's no telling what i can say. :p fortunately enough, it hasn't really happened. i kind of don't want it too... sometimes it's scary to find out what you're capable of doing. so whenever i'm mad or sad or i need to say something, i hide behind my words. i'll either write a letter, write in my blog or text it. but i'll never actually say it. if i can get away without having to say it loud, i would. someone has actually told me to "not hide behind your texts and just say it!" - i just...

the thing i hate most are people with no manners. i don't care how old they are, how much senior they are to me, but if you don't have any manners, i ain't gonna have respect for you! anyway, i'm not pertaining to one person in particular, but a whole group of people. they all act alike, these people. i usually don't take much notice of them, but today, they just pissed me off. one of the people from work had her birthday last weekend... today she decided to treat everyone lunch. so food was delivered to the office - a little late, but it's all good, it's free and it was delicious, besides! so we all converge in the pantry, staring at the food, ready to attack as soon as signal is given. the people i'm referring to come in through the connecting door, all in one group, and crowd themselves at the end of the table. a bunch of us already had plates (if only to reserve them) and well, respectfully waiting for the birthday celebrant who hadn't arrived ye...