got beer?
The time is 5:51 in the morning and I just can't go back to sleep. I had this weird dream that my guy friends and I put a beetle in this grandma of a lady's underpants and were laughing our asses off...
Why the hell do I dream such things? That. is. sad!!!
Anyway, last night was currrrayyyzeee!!! What turned out to be a normal, quiet reading session at Starbucks, well..... WAS NOT a normal quiet reading session at Starbucks.
Friaz texted me to go Drews to join them in their booze session, but instead of going, I texted her to visit us at Starbz before she leaves. As I mentioned earlier, I wanted a nice, normal evening. But hell, the moment she sat down, her face was so FREAKIN' RED and she started SLURRING. She started SWEARING at me and Debbz, while TRYING to INSIST that she WAS PERFECTLY SOBER!!! The fuck.
Everything we gave her she literally just THREW on the table or on the floor, and then she had the nerve to ask for my iPod!!!
After puking her guts out, she went into Starbz by herself (we were seated outside) and lined up for the toilet. Debbz said that she might just fall asleep on the toilet seat, sooooo, being the good Samaritan that I am, I accompanied her.
While we were waiting outside the loo,.....
she
suddenly
STRANGLED ME!!!
The. bitch.
She had death written all over her face!!!
My entire sad life flashed before my EYES!!!
I SERIOUSLY thought I was gonna die...
and in Starbucks at that.
Strangled to death by my drunk best friend.
She then slapped me, and STRANGLED ME AGAIN!!!
Then, just when I thought things wouldn't get any worse, she FUCKIN PULLED MY TUBE TOP DOWN!!!
THRICE!!!
I ALMOST DIED.
And once we got in the toilet, i slapped her. and waited for her to get done with her "stuff" and her hysterical drunken laughter.
all the while, i was thinking....
i.am.too.kind for my own good.
I found out later, that people saw the tube top incident, but since I was pinned to the wall, they weren't able to see... you know... much.
Don't worry Friaz, even though you practically embarrassed me in front of the conyo population, I. LOVE. YOU. STILL.
Now bow down and kiss my feet.
Haha. kidding. kidding. But oooohhh.... SOMEONE'S SOOOO FUCKIN' GROUNDED.
y.i.k.e.s!!!
someone also owes me one hell of a birthday present for being such a good friend and for saving your ass!
*START SAVING bucks NOW!!!* grrrrr......
So after she left, me and Debbz were seated there TRYING TO READ, but we just couldn't. It was as if we've just watched the scariest movie of our lives and could not return back to real life. After sitting down and silently thinking our own personal thoughts, as if on impulse,...
"To hell with it. NOW LET'S GO DRINK!!!"
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DREWS.
The mighty culprit for Friaz's temporary psycho self was crawling with people. But oooohhhmygoodies, the place was literally CRAWLING WITH HUNKS!!! (According to Debbz, EXAG SA GWAPO!)
The place was tiny and when we asked the waitress if there were any seats, she just said, matter-of-factly,
"wala na."
And she didn't even do anything about it!
GRRRR!!!
So we headed down to Tribu instead.
2 Red Horses. On an empty stomach.
Mission accomplished.
GoodLordy.
I. missed. that.
Promised myself not to drink after a while though.
annnndddd.... the chances are?
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| Tuesday, June 21, 2005
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holy holy crap
I've got tons of work all piled up. I have to write in some daily journal for my Filpino class... and I am sooo dead. My written Tagalog sucks like god-knows-how. I was reading through my last entry and it went something like...
"Nakita ko ngayon ang Spongecola sa Starbucks. Kaya lang, wala yung drummer. Grabe! Ang lapit nila sa table namin! May itsura rin pala yung gitarista. Sobrang nastarstruck ako. Muntik ko na ihingi yung autographs nila, kaya lang baka sabihin ng mga ibang tao dun na jologs ang dating ng lola mo... kaya hindi ko na tinuloy. "
How elementary sounding!!! But how exactly do you explain your everyday happenings using complex Tagalog? This will have to do I suppose.
TAMBAY DITO TAMBAY DOON.
After one whole year of shifting to this and that place to tambay... I have FINALLY found a tambayan that 1) is not crowded and 2) is not situated where people I want to avoid pass by often and 3) is in the middle of two buildings where I have most of my classes.
We call it L.C. And by L.C we mean, "Langaw City." Hahaha... Ang jologs!!! But, as its name suggests, there are flies buzzing everywhere because it's right next to a fishball-an. But I couldn't care less. The flies don't bug that much anyway... although I can't sit still for long and have to keep shifting so they don't... uh... bug... hehe... But ooooh... L.C... thankgodifoundyou.
ARRIVALS
I can't wait till my family arrives!!! It's approximately just one week and two days left of waiting! And you know what that means!!! Chocolates chocolates chocolates and clothes as pasalubong!!! ;)
Speaking of ma pamilya, I just read in my sister's blog that her and her boyfriend just celebrated their monthsary... and they've been a couple for a year and 6 months already!!! Wow!!! I'm gonna be "alaskador" and imitate Daddy when he says, "1 year and 6 months of fooling each other. Happy Monthsary!!!" =) Haha... My Dad, the "teaser", hehe, but he loves TonTon anyway... we all do.
almost two years... and going strong. These two found each other when they were still snotty little kids trailing behind our parents... playing hide and seek. I can't believe they're all grown up!
Man, I want love like that.
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| Sunday, June 19, 2005
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Turnover
Sometimes I really hate it when I'm the one who's being left behind. Good things have been happening to loads of my friends left and right, and when they ask me to make kwento about something interesting that's going on in my life, I only have two words to say...
Same 'ol, same 'ol.
That said, I'm super happy for my friends though. My good friend Erin just gave birth to a bouncing baby girl, Pat's inspired with some new love interest, Friaz's boyfriend is head over heels in love with her, Debbie just finished her last driving lesson, and the list goes on...
As for me... my good news has yet to come. It so sucks when your life is so monotonous. When you're crazily busy doing something, you can't wait to do nothing. When you're sitting at home, being a worthless society member, you can't wait to buzz around.
Right now, I'm sitting on my bum and being just that. A BUM. I never thought I'd say this, but these are times when school sounds more inviting than the television set.
It's one of those looong weekends.
And oh, before I forget... Happy Birthday to my baby sister Gabrielle. She's 9 today... and she just asked me to get her a big girl gift... in the form of a cell phone! Haha. Whatta prima donna! That's my girl!!!
Boy oh boy... has it been 9 years already? Man, I'm getting super old...
Posted by peanutbuttercups @ 1:38 AM | |
| Monday, June 13, 2005
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bounce.
He called last night... just when I had managed to erase him from my mind all day. I was still the same daw. Aside from the fact that I lost alot of weight, I was still my old, frank, bubbly self... He said he saw me on television, and he said the camera couldn't get enough of me. He said I looked great... ;p
That was good... I think. I shrugged off the compliments/bola. We talked about everything else after that. He made me laugh at his lame ass jokes. It was like the way it used to be... but for some reason, there was something awkward as to why he was talking to me at all.
Anyway, I've decided to stop thinking about him. It won't do either of us any good... And I know it's better this way anyway... no strings attached. But oh I miss him.
Anyway,
Mr and Mrs Smith- I am by no means, a fan of Brad Pitt or Angelina Jolie... well, until now. I loved the movie... It wasn't your typical action film. It had me saying "OhMyGod" over and over again, and goodness me, the chemistry between Pitt and Jolie was undeniable. No wonder Jennifer and Brad didn't work out. Angelina's a fox. She's not immaculately beautiful per se, but hell, she's oozing with sex appeal with every bloody movement she makes! =) For Angelina, I'll turn bi-sexual any day!
Oh yeah, and after hanging out at Jack's Loft for dessert and coffee, we happened to literally bump into a former enemy from my not-so-distant past. Seriously, the world is such a small bloody place! Under certain circumstances, I would have snubbed her totally, (considering what she did to me). But she threw me off when she made "beso" and said "sorry." In total shock, I just said, "it's okay..." and without so much as another word, she left as quickly as she came in...
Strange how your past just keeps coming back at ya... it's always so unexpected.
Posted by peanutbuttercups @ 1:25 PM | |
| Saturday, June 11, 2005
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untouched.
It's true when they say that "The past is best left untouched."
I HAD to be stubborn. I had thought. I had hoped for so much. Now I'm disappointed. It didn't work out. It never will.
I hate being sensitive. I hate being emotional.
I'll just sleep my way through this. Tomorrow I'm gonna be a new person.
And yeah, maybe I'll also consider being a lesbian.
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p.s- the latter was a joke. Mom, don't freak out.
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| Thursday, June 09, 2005
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crazy
The weather's full of bull these days. People are sneezing left and right, and I'm terrified I might catch the "season sickness". I'm super excited about school though. I can't even believe this is me typing! I always used to say school was the pits! But I think I've passed the stage where I studied my brains out so my folks would stop breathing down my neck. I actually like studying! It's cool going to school and learning something new everyday. And what I love the most about it is the fact that I get to meet tons of new people, and make sooo many new friends!
*ANYWAY*
Enough about that...I'm beginning to sound like a cheesy, nerdy school girl. =p
LIKE AN ANGEL
I was staring at my friend Josh earlier, and I sooo got reminded of someone from my past. Josh is half French, and he pretty much looks like he stepped out of a detergent commercial. He enters a room and the girls just drool. Turns out, he's my classmate for French 11, and we're under the same professor we had for French 10 too! How lucky is that? Anyway, while we were waiting in line for our xerox copies, we were sooo noisy and we were fooling around. I was studying his face, and he so reminded me of those little cherub paintings in the Renaissance period. Without thinking, I blurted out,
"You know, you remind me of an angel."
He stares at me and laughs...
"What kind of pickup line is that?"
I hit him with my fan and laugh...
"So anong feel mo? Pinipick up kita? Yachhh!!! Demonyo ka talaga!"
"Nge! Kakasabi mo lang na I look like an angel eh."
Crazy!!! I say the craziest things sometimes. Don't you just hate it when you babble things you regret 5 seconds after babbling? Compliments are not always a good thing. Now he won't quit it with the angel line. Feel na feel ng gago!!! Hehe... =) But really, he's so cute.... Not my type, but he's perfect eye candy for the ladies. If only he was my age... if ONLY. Too bad I never get attracted to younger guys.
DARNA AND ENCANTADIA
Just a teeny comment. I know I always yak about how much I hate fantaseryes... But what really turns me off, besides the story line are the damn costumes. Angel Locsin's costume makes her look fat man! And when she does all those fighting scenes, her tummy fat is sooo obvious it makes me cringe! According to my friend Fatima, "Her taba makes alog-alog." Same goes for Diana Zubiri in Encantadia. When she sits down, she has like three tires around her waist!
I'm not on about how much these actresses lack in the physical fitness department, but really, if they are slated to don such costumes, shouldn't they do something about those imper-fat-tions? If not, then wear another costume altogether! Isn't it a known fact that when you're on tv, you're supposed to expose the best part about yourself?
I honestly have no idea why I'm yaking about something un-yakkable... It's been a crazy day, and I've turned into one crazy critic.
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| Tuesday, June 07, 2005
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*sigh*
And so, as my good friend says, "Lumalandi nanaman" ako.
I saw my ex at my friend's party, and I'm super flabbergasted that he actually made pansin! =D We pretty much parted on good terms so, aside from the usual "hiya", it wasn't an overall awkward moment. Goodgawd! I realized once again how I love him so....
He asked to borrow my cellfone that night, saying na "makikitext" lang sya, but I found out the next day that he simply saved his new number in my phonebook! =)
I don't know... we will probably never be together again... although I love love love him... aaarrrgh! I want him back, but for reasons only I know, I don't want him back...
But why do I get so giddy when I remember him? My heart pounds so fast, and I have difficulty sleeping. I have almost zilch appettite, and still, I end up smiling all day. I re-read his messages a million times, and I sprint to my fone everytime I get a message, hoping that it's him.
Is this what TRUE LOVE does to you? Really? Your brain gets screwed over and you act all crazy?
Funny how, despite all the hurt that lovers eventually go through, it's stupid "kilig" moments like these that make all the time spent, worthwhile. True love, or of the fake kind, it feels good to love.
Posted by peanutbuttercups @ 9:35 PM | |
| Saturday, June 04, 2005
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The gist
I've been pulling all nighters waaay too much...it has come to the point that I can NEVER wake up before 11 am anymore. I either stay up all night watching tv, or reading, or texting, or listening to my iPod, or... everything at the same time! I lead a very boring lifestyle I know...
Anyway,
Madagascar- I saw the movie with my cousin, who I had to bribe to watch with me. I've been dying to watch it, cos I read that it was pee-in-your-panties hilarious, etc etc. So while I was watching the movie, I would giggle now and then, but I kept on thinking... "Come on come on, make me laugh baby. Make me REALLY laugh!" Needless to say, I was disappointed with the humor factor. Plus, the story line wasn't THAT great. I liked the characters though... in fact, I LOVED them too much. And maybe that was a big problem in itself, because I ended up feeling sooo "bitin." When the credits came up, I was like, "That was IT?" *sigh*. They could've done better...
Sin City- Now, THIS, I loved! The story was simple, and they delivered all the scenes "sunod sunod" so that it didn't drag at all. I loved the direction, the characters, the whole idea that it should be made in black and white, save for a few colors here and there. It was awesome just because it was different. And for a dark graphic novel, it was a huge relief that they managed to make me laugh somehow. There was this super ugly dude in the movie, and everytime his face would pop up on screen, me and Ruby would scream, "Ewwww, he's sooo PANGET!" Haha! ;) I liked Bruce Willis in the movie, and Benicio del Toro did really well too. Jessica Alba's acting was a bit bland, but she managed to arouse testosterones with her dirty dancing.
Oh, and when the movie ended, I noticed some of the moviegoers staring at me... for the simple reason that my hair is cut the same way as Jessica's... heehee... ;)
ENROLLMENT
I hate hate HAAAATE enrollment. I used to like it during my freshman year just because freshmen were prioritized when it came to slots. Plus, I felt sooo grown up enlisting here and there, and paying my tution. All my life, someone else had to do it for me... haha. Anyway, I think I walked ten kilometers in total going to this and that building, and TRYING to enlist for this and that subject! All this under the HOT HOT sun. Everybody looked so haggard and sweaty... and I wasn't surprised to see the blooming zits on alot of students' faces. What with all the stress this stupid RGEP puts us through... It took me two days to enlist for 18 units... and the cashier people decided to close just when I was about to pay... hay bwisit. UP should change their registration system I swear! Activists of the campus!!! Rally rally your hearts out on that issue!
STOLEN GOODS
While we're on the subject of enrolling, my good friend Debbie's bag got, well, stolen. And the theft happened practically right under her nose! Her bag contained her cellfone, her wallet, her plastic "cards", her newly bought 3k worth makeup, her D&G perfume, her driver's permit, and the bag itself was MANGO! =( There were just too many people enrolling in the teeny classroom, she didn't notice. We guessed that the thief was someone we knew, and someone who knew that Debbie darling is pretty well off. And since it's enrollment, maybe the thief thought she/he could get some extra tution money. F*ck thieves I swear! Poverty/lack of money is NEVER an excuse to steal. NEVER EVER EVER! Such people shouldn't even exist! We have a fairly good idea of who the culprit might be, but decided not to investigate. Karma's gonna get the bitch. A million fold at that. I hope 5 peso sized boils erupt all over her face! I hope she itches to death... I hope her boyfriend leaves her. I hope she gets an allergic reaction to the stolen makeup she's most definitely using. I hope I hope I hope... ;p Pathetic thief.
Okay, I'm too tired and frustrated to blog some more... till my next blog worthy post.
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| Wednesday, June 01, 2005
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fortune tellers anyone?
When my grandmother died, there was this particular old lady who attended her wake. She went around our grieving relatives saying strange things- that on the 40th day this will happen, so and so will feel this... etc etc. I found her a bit odd, and I was told that she was my deceased grandma's best friend, who was a pretty popular fortune teller in our neighbourhood.
I was intrigued. And since I've never gotten my fortune told before, I was willing to give it a shot.
I called her up on the phone to schedule an appointment, and the minute she found out I was my Lola's granddaughter from my name, she immediately said, "The first guy you ever loved was stolen from you by someone else."
She said it in such a spooky voice, I had goosebumps all over!
She then followed it up with, "Last sem, you had two unsatisfactory grades that you feel bad about."
Now, holy cow! How accurate can you get? She knew two facts about me down pat, and I haven't even met her face to face. We weren't even introduced!
I dropped by her house the following morning, and she did tell my fortune by using her deck of cards. The amazing thing was, she told me alot of things about myself which was true. Even mundane stupid things like, "Two days ago, you drank beer." Woaah!!!
The highlight of it all was when she told me, "You have already met/seen the person you are going to marry."
She refused to give me the details, but she said that I won't run off and get hitched any time soon. But with news like that, how can you not go a little bit crazy? Now, every time I check out my guy friends, I can't help but think, "Is this loser (gulp) the ONE?"
Punyeta! Nakakapraning!!!
I called up her house yesterday, and her (I'm assuming) grand daughter answered.
Me- Hello. Good evening. Nandyan po ba si Nanay Charing?
Girl- Uhm, sino to?
Me- Ay, ako pala ang apo ni so and so...
Girl- Ah. Hindi nyo po ba alam?
Me- Alam ang?
Girl- Kakamatay niya lang po.
Me- Omygod! Kelan lang?
Girl- May 12.
Me- (being superbly unsensitive) Shet! Magpapahula pa naman ako!!!
etc etc....
Really now, just when I have enough cash to burn on useless things, and just when I'm having problems with my life...., she decides to visit God.
Oh yeah, and just before you start thinking that I'm being too mean, which I'm really not, the woman is 90 years old. Maybe it is her time after all.
Then again, baket hindi nya nahulaan na mamatay na sya?
Hay nako. The ironies of life.
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