"so did you say hi?"
"no he was hiding. or hidden. saw his arm though. pucha braso palang ulam na!"
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to those i managed to disturb (and piss-off) last hell week, i am truly sorry. with a smile, and some potato chips, i offer my heartfelt apologies. kung ayaw mo, huwag mo.
found and adopted an abandoned pen that was lying around the dept. it’s real pretty with shiny shimmery fuchsia ink, and sleeping beauty and snow white all over. see, yesterday was supposed to be a good day. dr. dr. robles okay-ed my plans for my second thesis proposal draft, i ate some real good cake brought by sakamoto sensei, had icecream just because thaemar and i felt like it, got to sleep midday for an hour or so to make-up for lack of sleep… so i guess it’s true that good days, too good to be true days, are bound to turn sour sooner or later.
the pressure… in the immortal words of alvin, "ang lola mo, tendus lang yan" with matching flick of the hair.
"don’t try baby, tuya’s here." -mickey to a crying baby dong, back when they were both still really really small and uncorrupted by southpark.
no i’m not emoting anymore. paminsan lang yun mangyari, pagbigyan niyo na.
i’m really tired, as in spent, physically exhausted, and in need of some alaxan. but i can’t say that out loud coz then my dad’ll go, "eh di tumigil ka nalang." or "huwag ka mag-compete kung di mo kaya." siempre kaya! with my friendly-friends and training-mates, dianne and kariktan, we, the noisy (and always giggling) minority, will brave these three weeks, elbowing our way through all the chinese traffic, to emerge… still the prettiest girls the BMC will EVER see.
i bet i’ll lose 10lbs. in time for lucas’ wedding.
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Q: what do you call a rug that looks like a bee?
A: a ‘rug-bee.’
– contributed by Nate Banzon, polillo vacation holyweek 2007
of being so understanding
of being the nice one (uy nice one pare)
of being the unproblematic, least complicated one
of being reliable
of following through for somebody else
of giving way
of saying that someone else needs it more than i do
of telling myself it’s not that important
i am thankful for
my dad never saying no when i ask for money to buy halohalo, dairyqueen, gonuts…
my dad out of nowhere telling me that he felt like paying for my wushu this month
not having had to apply for my current job
people like ed gan and pedro quina, my heroes
having people i know i can text anytime about anything no matter how stupid or insignificant
thoughtful forwarded messages
kids like jason fonbuena and pristine dacanay
my siblings who always laugh at my jokes, and have promised to take care of me forever
my mom
my natural haircolor
no longer having to starve myself to dance
at least(!) being kinesthetically intelligent
songs, music, limewire
being shallow and easy to please
