my First blog

first off, HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY! like all humans, he is a complex being. the thing that makes this more mind-boggling is that he comes across as the simplest guy ever. but trust his girlfriend, who's been with him for five years, 6 months, three days and counting, when i say that no, he's complex. sometimes it takes all of my brain power (and in some cases, the combined brain power of trusted girlfriends) to figure him out. but that only makes me love him more. even though at times i say that he drives me crazy. i read in a magazine that bonded couples always experience emotions in extremes whenever it's brought on by their significant other. it's always extreme happiness, extreme sadness, extreme disappointment, extreme love, extreme anger. i kind of agree with this because no one, and i mean, NO ONE, can make me crazy like he does... and vice versa! but let me say this again, that just only makes me love him more. we've gone through a lot together (and expect that ...

aneka is going to beijing for a week in october. damn these JIS project weeks! i do not hate BIS as much as i do this moment, which is really ironic because high school was a lifetime ago! but damn, why didn't we have these man???? aarrggghhh... i told my parents that they now owe me four foreign trips to match aneka's. tee-hee. i'm a brat, forgive me. :D she's been to malaysia, australia.. and now she's going to beijing and flying to budapest right after for strings. that's just not fair. :p oy Nek!! you really better bring back good pictures (and not just of yourself) or else...!! :p

well, seems as if normal people aren't the only indecisive ones anymore... you gotta add our government to the list. first they said, just schools and government offices. and then they declared it a public holiday and gave people enough time to rejoice and plan on the rest of the long weekend. and THEN... then, they revert back and say that no, only schools and government offices. so here we are, at work, while the rest of the population are still sleeping in their beds. i left the house late today and i still got here 15 minutes early. whatta day! :p -==- last saturday, Yan and i went back to Marikina Shoe Expo to eat lunch at Bellini's with Anton and Julette. Food was great, it was fun! :D i really, really wanted to get M-Egg from one of the shops there (forgot the name lang) but they were closed! waaahh!! :p gonna come back soon for some... and maybe check out vintage pop uli. we walked into one of the antique shops there and had a grand time looking at old pictures, old vin...

earlier today, i texted ino caluza to tell him thanks again for making me the perfect pair of jeans. hehe, today i got my Viktor jeans and i'm as happy as a bunny. i have three more styles in mind that i want done, so watch me not have any money to spend for the next three months. hehe. :) -==- went to see the MTV Pilipinas Awards at Araneta with Yan last thursday. got tickets from tito, wohoo! got pretty good seats too. it was pretty cool... loved the performances, esp the opening (radioactive sago and junior kilat) and the finale (lots of different rockers together). also loved kitchie's "wag na wag mo sasabihin" performance because she was backed by the award-winning (as they announced) UA&P Chorale. Sila helen and company are awesome! check it out when they televise it! :)

i know i go out a lot. in fact, most people know that i don't spend a lot of time inside the house. the ones who know me best know that i cannot stand being in the house for long periods of time. a lot of people don't understand why, so here's an attempt at an explanation. and no, it's not because i'm a gimikera at heart, there's more to it than that. kris and i were talking about this last night, about how some people don't really understand our reasons why because they've never been in our shoes. here's the thing: essentially, i'm alone here. sure, i go home to a house with my cousin and my tito and two maids but they're not mom. they're not dad. they're not even aneka and inna. not MY family. so yes, i consider myself alone. staying at home is just completely miserable because it's LONELY. it's quiet. it doesn't have that warmth it has everytime everyone is around. when everyone's gone, i just see it as a house. a s...

i had to be at work before 7am today because the big car's coded today (small car is getting serviced/fixed) so i got here at 630am. 630!!! :p crossing my fingers, i went up to our office, hoping that it was open already because i really wanted to sleep on one of the couches until 9 or something. lo and behold, it was open! yay! i put my bag in my chair, grabbed my pillow and headed for the pantry to sleep. ok, so fine, i got a couch. but the first half hour of sleep i got wasn't exactly the best sleep ever. i had one of my stupid nightmare things where i can feel everything around me, seem to see everything around but i can't wake up. i hate it when that happens... it takes a lot of effort to move something so i can be jolted awake. not only that - i kept hearing voices! it felt like everyone was at work already when in truth, there weren't much people around. i felt like people were walking in and out of the pantry all the time, talking in loud voices. in the instance...

today, my beautiful mother turns 50. and no, she doesn't look anything like her age, so i really wanna be like her when i grow up. tee-hee. i got my so-called dancing skills from my mom as well as the ability to play piano (she forced me to, hehe), the way i stand in pictures (straight-back only please, feet arranged perfectly), my jealous streak, her strength (which i think i have). i didn't get her ultimate warayot, palaaway attitude (i'm the ultimate peacemaker, hehe) which is a good thing or else.. lagot... haha! she's scary when she's mad! :p my mom and i have been through a lot - being a housewife (i only remember her working for a short period of time and i was still 6 then), i was with her more than i was with my dad. i used to be so attached to her. i was used to dad being away, but if mom was away - that was ultimate disaster for me! i went through my "i hate my mom" stage because she'd be so strict and she would enforce it with the loudest o...