“jac, ano si Grimace?”
Thursday, March 29th, 2007halaya. chowking dati yun eh, lumipat lang.
halaya. chowking dati yun eh, lumipat lang.
reacting to my ym stat message which read: ako’y nag-iisa… at walang makasama
paolo: ang himig naAatiiin…
jacqui: haha. galeng.
paolo: kuha ko agad e
jacqui: show your age
paolo: ay sus. you show your age
and then reacting to my new avatar with the cheerleader and the constantine at araneta
paolo: yung avatar mo… sinipa yung aso
jacqui: onga. wanted to put a leopard instead but it would cover the red shoes
paolo: aah. dapat leopard, tapos linagyan mo ng earmuffs. para def
jacqui: show your age
paolo: YOU show your age
jacqui: …pour some sugar on me…
in competitions, life trials and such, i always wish for the mayabang ones to succeed - just because it’s too painful to witness them trip on their egos and choke on their pride.
i hear the announcer call razi onto the octagon and i spring to attention. just a minute guys, the ex is on next. he won last year, so this match should be a good one. i’m in the process of taking a comfortable position to watch the fight when -BAM- razi gets punched in the face. he dizzily walks two steps back, a buncha other stuff happen real fast, and then he hits the mat. knock-out, pare. sobrang hilo he refuses to get up. you were in there, what, three seconds?? hay nako razi, go back to iran.
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mom’s pairing me up with this brandon vera guy, a fil-italian MMA-ist based in the states, whom she read about in daddy’s men’s health. "jac diba gusto mo malaking tao? he’s pogi and he’s 29. you can date him. he always goes here to visit." i do my own reading. 6′2", 225lbs… wow that’s 100kg., heavyweight… undefeated, most fights resulted in knockouts in his favor… olympic wrestling in 2000… at home, he enjoys being NYEK newly married to wife, Kerry. palpak mommy. palpak.
you’re gonna lose that girl
[yes yes you're gonna lose that girl]
you’re gonna loooose that girl…
angel: nagtuturo?? nagtuturo ka??
jacqui: oo. matagal na. ate angel di na po ako baby.
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i am drowning in coke and chicharon fat. snacking again while waiting for dinner - those darned eduard potatoes are taking forever to cook in the caldereta. i finally got to eat a brownie temptation blizzard yesterday. i’m bummed that i didn’t buy me some creamcheese stuffits gonuts donuts today when i had the chance. my wawa kuya lucas has been eating and eating due to pre-marital stress [S.O.S to kuya quincy]. me? no i don’t think it’s stress. i’m just really baboy forever.
i don’t ask for anything. lalo nang i don’t demand. so i shouldn’t feel guilty, right? i’ve been a good girl. i deserve all this. i deserve all this. I. DESERVE. ALL of this…
"ate, you have to be cruel to be kind." -dianne, on ‘asungots’
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get a hobby. get a life.
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why are you acquiesce-ing me to somebody else?
"sa susunod kung pangit lang gagawin mo huwag ka na magpa-evaluate." - eduard
aba! smirk and all! and all i could say was ‘ang yabang mo a, kanina ka pa.’ hmph ok lang. i was happy to see him.
jacqui: really? you’ll give me your pants? yay! what do you want in return? you can ask me anything.
apin: HUG!
jacqui: ok.
ana: and kiss!
apin: ok! kiss!
dianne: kiss? where?
apin: where? ANYWHERE!
panindigan mo yan a.
OHMYGAH!