part 1: post-birthday bash

i had a blastful “weekend”. well, i had my 2-days off (tues and weds…eeek) and it was set aside for a post-birthday bash. all geebee’s plan, actually because i intended to sleep off for 2 days by attaching myself on the sofa with all the throw pillows and a cashmere blanket and with Lifestlye Network and ETC Channel and Disney Channel lulling me to neverland. but by monday, geebee went like: “please whip up your white fettucinee with fesh green salad and il invite kuya randy and ate tet and edison over for dinner on tuesday night.” fine.

so tuesday morning after work, i went straight to market to grab some red lettuce, cucumbers, tomatoes and carrots, green bell peppers and a fresh bundle of parsley. then off to the grocery for the pasta ingredients. was home by 10 and my back aches a lot. by 4pm after chopping and shredding ang crying buckets of tears over large white onions, i realized i forgot to buy bacon for the pasta. almost flew to the market for some and added in a small of jar of strawberry preserve and an additional pack of cream i intended to mix with my peach-melba-with-a-twist dessert.

by 7pm the dining table is waiting for hungry visitors and im lying on the sofa wearing my pyjamas and a tank top trying to catch some zzz’s before the party starts.

all in all it was hectic but waaayyy fun. then yet, a lot happened the day after which of course, is another story. well this is just like a pre-post. il tell the longer version once i had the pictures downloaded and resized. for now, im back to work so im bitching off!

happy birthday to me

today i turn 23. its a bittersweet birthday. i miss my dad who also celebrates his birthday on the 14th. my mom and siblings are down in La Union. i slept half the time. there were no birthday cakes or “happy birthday to you” singing. i had a spat with geebee 10 minutes before going to work. i have to go to work.

but then again, there’s a lot to be thankful of. another year to prove myself, to follow my dreams and live my life.

and besides, getting married at 23 is not that bad.

flinging around

aaaarrrggghhh. been lazy to blog. its a sickness now. i can’t make another im-having-blogger’s-block excuse…because truth is, there are lots i can write about…im just plain lazy. and because there was too much that happened for the past days, i will not post about them. i don’t wanna publish another loooonnnggggg and draaaggggiinnnggggg post its so outdated it screams of ancient times. so il make it short. il tell a short story about this stuff ive been addicted to on the internet lately which hinders me from blogging (bah! another lame excuse!) teehee.

online games. flash games, to be exact.

one day, we were overstaffed here at work. 47 people are just sitting on their asses waiting for non-existent calls to come in. i have all the time in the world to start blogging. but then, i remembered one of my first loves, miniclip, and so i tried to get in touch with him again. but my heart was crushed, the communication lines are blocked between us (or should i say, firewalled). and so out of frustration, i summoned google and went on a game-searching spree. i had several flings. orisinal was first in line. but soon enough i got bored of him. he was immature and child-like. then came spiky. he was lots and lots of fun. so even if i met rival and marios and sandman, i know il always go back to spiky. it is not just about playing around with him, it is discovering new things (updates on flash animation, etc.). and so every free time i have is devoted to these guys, especially to spiky. and that, my folks, is the reason behind my out-to-date posts. im not guilty. this is just another phase. il get tired of this relationship later on and go back to blogging everytime i have a free minute. like they say, love is sweeter the second time around. gah.

peeeecchhuuureeeeeee

(L-R. geebee, me, jenni, gldy and jog) 

yesss….this is a super delayed post about our friends’ visit here 2 weeks ago…i just find this picture funny (this was taken on our first night on our new apartment…notice that we’re sitting on the floor because the sofa and chairs and tables were moved in the following day). and the reason why i find this funny is becausssseeee…. jog is my ex from way way back (we were together for a week when we both realized everything was a big mistake so we reverted back to being friends) and jenni is what geebee calls his “best” as in “bestfriend” who we set up with jog that’s why jenni came to baguio in the first place…and glady…well.. she just tagged along with jenni…wehehe…can u imagine my current and my ex sleeping together? in one room? for 2 straight days while i come to work? because they went ona drinking spree? pretty crazy…and funny…teehee…

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i know…this a dumb excuse for a post. that’s why i try my best not to post pictures…cuz if i do it drives me lazy and il end up posting pictures instead of telling stories with words… maybe it’ll be sometime before i post another picture post…as of now, since nothing exciting is currently going on with my life, this should do…

waiting for a miracle

2:26am. office. on my desk. infront of the pc. work. work. work. eyes heavy. headache. body pain. work. work. work. sleep. please give me sleep. tired. sleep. god i sound pathetic.

currently feeling: suicidal.

goddamn.

at last!

been having blogger’s block/lazy daisy syndrome as well as becoming a stress absorber/workaholic maniac for the past few days since i last blogged.

what’s new?

blogger’s block. there’s so much that happened for the past few days…friends visiting from manila…mini-parties at our new apartment…hysterial moments with my customers…hair-pulling issues with idiots…and its like each of these are titles that have subtitles which should have made it a lot more interesting…but my mind was a big black hole. and the results is…err…a big black hole. empty.

lazy daisy syndrome. quite related to blogger’s block. i have ideas stashed in my brain but my friendly neighborhood brain cells are just sitting with their margaritas and soaking up the sun. letters and words are all mishmashed with each other, swirling around and around with no hope of being stringed together to form coherent sentences and paragraphs. my brain is on vacation.

stress absorber. like i said, we moved in our new apartment. supposed to be scheduled last april 1, saturday, but a simple stroke of spontaenity garnished with stupidity had us hauling boxes and boxes of stuff friday afternoon. it was plain crazy. first, that leaves me a maximum 3-4 hours to eat/sleep/bath/prepare for work. second, im simply not ready to go through so much action. and lastly, i had barely 2 hours of sleep, i just got out from work and im super tired. result: all the stress in the world evaporated towards me. go figure.

workaholic maniac. here’s the best four words to elaborate this: six-day-work-week. or this: one-day-off-only. point taken? good.

and yes, i wanna go ahead and make more kwento but…im still down with lazy daisy syndrome and im here at work right now with 19 calls waiting on the queu and i haven’t taken in anything except a cup of choco fudge coffee 6 hours ago so im trying my best not to rant so il just go.

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btw, im soooo loving our new place. housewarming will be a week after my birthday! that’ll be 2something weeks from now. i hope by then everything would have been in their proper places with no underwear on doorknobs, a box of shoes beside the tv, groceries on the sofa, water jug on the kitchen floor, and a roomful of trash. our crib is currently in a state of chaos. in a week or two it’ll be heaven. waha!