YM sucks.
No, really. It's been 2 days since we (M, E and of course me. :D) had a decent conference without it ending briefly. The cause? YM sucks. One of us would start a conference but not all of us can see each other's messages.
YM sucks. Twitter's cool and Meebo's our gay (according to E) alternative!
Anyway, school is about to start in a few days time... I haven't covered my books, cleaned my bag or even set my sleeping time straight. I think I'm nocturnal, somniferous during the day. :D I don't want to go to school yet, though I don't want the classes to be moved due to the H1N1 panic. I miss my friends but I'm scared to know whether or not they'll be my classmates for the last time. M & I were supposed to go to school last Monday to check the sections. Unfortunately (or not) it's going to be posted this friday. :| Delaying the inevitable? Is that a sign?
Signs are bad. When I was buying some school supplies at National Bookstore, I came across the Book Of Answers. I was texting M at that time, and so I asked whether or not we'd be classmates. Tentenenen! The answer was...
NO.
Just plain negative. I don't know what to think of it.
Actually, no. I don't want to think of it right now! I'll just ramble about the upcoming New Moon movie. I saw the trailer this morning. And after watching it, I thought... BORING. It gives too much of the beginning away. The Twilight trailer was better, and that's saying something.
My only driving force to watch this movie on theaters is because of TAYLOR LAUTNER.
Reason? Um, hello. Just look at him at the trailer! Get it? :)) E's driving force may be him or Dakota Fanning who plays Jane.
Well, I'm trying to make the most out of this summer now that it's days away from my Senior Year. How? I splurged on ANIME (Pandora Hearts and Princess Tutu (I know, I know. But I used to like it! I still like it!)), MANGA (Hana to Akuma), MUSIC (soundtripin' the summer away) and of course various E-BOOKS and Fictionpress Romances. (too many to list) Oh, and YM of course. Even Peanutz is going all watching Gakuen Alice (courtesy of Moi), Digimon (apparently there's a cute guy much like Natsume) and Boys Over Flowers (Mom's to blame)! I haven't seen much of my other cousin though... after we hacked his site... he isn't paying his debts!
Summer's about to end...
... I still haven't decided on a college course.
Showing posts with label coincidences. Show all posts
Showing posts with label coincidences. Show all posts
June 2, 2009
February 6, 2009
of all the ironies and supposed to be's...
"Expect the Unexpected." - The Book of Answers 02.o5.o9
What I expected: I'm going to have my period on o2.06.09
Outcome: Positive
What I didn't expect: It's going to rain on 02.06.09
Outcome: Positive
This tells us what?
I woke up early this morning, for once. Most probably because I slept early, for once. I had a few minutes to myself so I turned on my iPod and shuffled. But before that, I asked the question: What's my prom going to be like later? Hoping the song that would play is a suitable answer. It played a song from the movie Anastasia, one of my favorite movies when I was a kid. It played A Journey to the Past.
I thought at first: how? It is my first time to attend a prom, dress up all fancy for a school event with my friends. Then during the mass I realized that the event later already had memories in it. My friends and I imagined about this day eversince we were in the fifth grade. In first year, we made plans to go together... and in a few hours we will. My classmates said they were excited to see me all dressed up since I, allegedly, am not girly enough for them.
The prom already held memories of my younger self. And I hope that later, it would be more memorable.
It just sucks that today is my first day (I feel fat!) and that it's pouring.
----o
Lyrics: A Journey to the Past
Heart don't fail me now
Courage don't desert me
Don't turn back now that we're here
People always say
Life is full of choices
No one ever mentions fear
Or how the world can seem so vast
On a journey to the past
Somewhere down this road
I know someone's waiting
Years of dreams just can't be wrong
Arms will open wide
I'll be safe and wanted
Finally home where I belong
Well starting now I'm learning fast
On this journey to the past
Home, love, family
There was once a time I must've had them too
Home, love, family
I will never be complete until I find you
One step at a time
One hope, then another
Who knows where this road may go
Back to who I was
Onto find my future
Things my heart still needs to know
Yes, let this be a sign
Let this road be mine
Let it lead me to my past
And bring me home
At last
What I expected: I'm going to have my period on o2.06.09
Outcome: Positive
What I didn't expect: It's going to rain on 02.06.09
Outcome: Positive
This tells us what?
I woke up early this morning, for once. Most probably because I slept early, for once. I had a few minutes to myself so I turned on my iPod and shuffled. But before that, I asked the question: What's my prom going to be like later? Hoping the song that would play is a suitable answer. It played a song from the movie Anastasia, one of my favorite movies when I was a kid. It played A Journey to the Past.
I thought at first: how? It is my first time to attend a prom, dress up all fancy for a school event with my friends. Then during the mass I realized that the event later already had memories in it. My friends and I imagined about this day eversince we were in the fifth grade. In first year, we made plans to go together... and in a few hours we will. My classmates said they were excited to see me all dressed up since I, allegedly, am not girly enough for them.
The prom already held memories of my younger self. And I hope that later, it would be more memorable.
It just sucks that today is my first day (I feel fat!) and that it's pouring.
----o
Lyrics: A Journey to the Past
Heart don't fail me now
Courage don't desert me
Don't turn back now that we're here
People always say
Life is full of choices
No one ever mentions fear
Or how the world can seem so vast
On a journey to the past
Somewhere down this road
I know someone's waiting
Years of dreams just can't be wrong
Arms will open wide
I'll be safe and wanted
Finally home where I belong
Well starting now I'm learning fast
On this journey to the past
Home, love, family
There was once a time I must've had them too
Home, love, family
I will never be complete until I find you
One step at a time
One hope, then another
Who knows where this road may go
Back to who I was
Onto find my future
Things my heart still needs to know
Yes, let this be a sign
Let this road be mine
Let it lead me to my past
And bring me home
At last
February 1, 2009
another one
This is quite accurate...
Name: AnnickDate: 2/1/2009
Colorgenics Number: 06714235
You are seeking protection against anything which might seem to be
exhausting you or tiring you out. It would appear that you are seeking a life of
security and physical ease, free from any problem or disturbance.
You are in
need of rest, some peace and quiet. You feel the need to be close to that
someone special, that someone who can give you that special consideration and
unquestioning affection that you seek. If you don't find that 'special someone'
and resolve your problems very soon, you are liable to become extremely
introverted and cut yourself off from society.
At times one is burdened with
more than one's fair share of problems and this would appear to be your
situation at present. But you are adamant - you know what you wish to achieve -
and by giving a little and taking a little you may well find that the
realization of your dreams could become a reality.
The stress and tension
that you are experiencing at this time is perhaps due to your inability to
achieve security and appreciation from those closest to you. This is resulting
in considerable pressures. You find the situation as it stands most frustrating.
You are the sort of person that would like to experience all and everything very
intensely but unfortunately you are not receiving the warmth and understanding
that you feel you are entitled to. Matters are not going too well. You seek a
sympathetic ear but it is not forthcoming. This situation is extremely
nerve-racking - and what is more humiliating is that no-one seems to care and
you are powerless to do anything about it.
In the past your trusting attitude
has often been misunderstood and so you have needed to protect yourself against
your tendency to be abused and taken advantage of. As a consequence you possibly
adopt an aloof and critical attitude and you are only willing to let your guard
down once sincerity and trustworthiness can be assured.
a dose of reality in dresses...
It's February. And on friday, it's Prom Night.
Well, I've spent this weekend on a scavenger hunt for gowns, shoes and such. I should've believed what my cousin said the year before (eversince the start of Junior year actually) that I should already be preparing for the prom. Was it a coincidence that in about 2 shops I've been to was playing some kind of old song with a line "Rome wasn't built in a day..." Creepy.
Anywayz, if you compare my prom prepping time to the stories I've read... // Girl ponders over asking guy to the prom and all that. Or the cliche, girl looses big V during that day // it's completely different. I mean, I've spent last week worrying and pannicking like hell over our Chemistry Investigatory Project, which, miracously, was finished in a day - 1 am to be exact. In books, the girl would be angst-ridden to either a.) get the guy or b.) get the crown. Well, even if I wasn't in my world of books, it's unlikely I'd be pinning for a guy or the glory, I'm sure of that. But I imagined the 2 weeks before prom to be, well... 'pampering time' or something. But I just had to procrastinate with BOTH my project and prom plans. Great. Well, even some of my friends and classmates are in a panic mode like me. I wonder how they've dealt? Seeing as if there are only a few "mega" places to shop (Glorietta, Robinsons or Megamall - 2 out 3 in my case) it's a surprise I didn't run into them.
Or maybe I did. I was just stuck in my own angst-ridden world at the moment: I was in a bad mood during the dress shopping, and at Sari-Sari, I seemed like a, for a lack of a better word, bitch to my mom and tita. Oops. Sorry I was mean.
Saturday, I spent 1 pm - 5 pm at Robinsons Galleria and after no luck on the hunt, we dared to explore SM Megamall for the suitable dress. We went to Karimadon where my mom and tita liked this blue green long gown. It looked... nice. Except my mind kept thinking the color didn't suit me and I was betraying Estelle (she liked that color!) in a way. Next we headed off to Cinderella. Chuchi saw this simple yet elegant and gorgeous (though I didn't want to admit at first) midnight blue tube-top ball gown. It was the last one and it was too big. Oh well. I also feared that if I did buy it, I might have the same gown as a senior since: a.) they are required to wear a ball gown, b.) it's gorgeous, c.) everyone will look at Cinderella and most likely buy there, and d.) it's blue! So we went to the department store and I saw Estelle's gown! :)) It looks nice. But thought she planned on wearing a cocktail and something blue green... hn. Well, I thought I would be wearing something orange. (According to my fortune, my lucky color is yellow orange) Anyway, our last stop (and hope) is at Sari-Sari. Estelle told me she found not much there. I also didn't. Only Mom and Chuchi.
They liked this brown- fancy it up a bit? Call it bronze. sheesh.- and gold dress. It's not floor length but maybe up to my ankles. The top is a corset which I, upon trial, immediately detested. How the heck am I supposed to eat now??? The color is... passable. Design? Too simple. The top is a tube, and I wanted a bolero but they didn't have any that would match so we gave it to the seamstress and added straps. We'll get it on Monday. Honestly, it wasn't the dress I was expecting... and I hated it at first. Now... it's okay. It's not the dress of my dreams (if I even have one!) but what can you do?
The exploration for shoes and a pouch was saved by Tita Ana. She had a brown dress (a.k.a the last resort) so she had matching bronze shoes and a bag. Saves me another day. We left the mall at its' closing time: 10 pm.
And you think I got rest on Sunday? If you consider scouting at 10 am (the opening of the mall, how ironic.) for strapless, nude-colored... umentionables and spending the afternoon studying for a chapter test in AP and Chemistry a walk in the park, then it's considered rest.
The prom should be, if not magical, which I highly doubt will be, at least pleasing for all this hard work. Rushed hard work. Or at least after the prom. I'm sleeping over at Mariel's house. :)
Oh, and I have this new thing for Katy Perry's songs. :)
Well, I've spent this weekend on a scavenger hunt for gowns, shoes and such. I should've believed what my cousin said the year before (eversince the start of Junior year actually) that I should already be preparing for the prom. Was it a coincidence that in about 2 shops I've been to was playing some kind of old song with a line "Rome wasn't built in a day..." Creepy.
Anywayz, if you compare my prom prepping time to the stories I've read... // Girl ponders over asking guy to the prom and all that. Or the cliche, girl looses big V during that day // it's completely different. I mean, I've spent last week worrying and pannicking like hell over our Chemistry Investigatory Project, which, miracously, was finished in a day - 1 am to be exact. In books, the girl would be angst-ridden to either a.) get the guy or b.) get the crown. Well, even if I wasn't in my world of books, it's unlikely I'd be pinning for a guy or the glory, I'm sure of that. But I imagined the 2 weeks before prom to be, well... 'pampering time' or something. But I just had to procrastinate with BOTH my project and prom plans. Great. Well, even some of my friends and classmates are in a panic mode like me. I wonder how they've dealt? Seeing as if there are only a few "mega" places to shop (Glorietta, Robinsons or Megamall - 2 out 3 in my case) it's a surprise I didn't run into them.
Or maybe I did. I was just stuck in my own angst-ridden world at the moment: I was in a bad mood during the dress shopping, and at Sari-Sari, I seemed like a, for a lack of a better word, bitch to my mom and tita. Oops. Sorry I was mean.
Saturday, I spent 1 pm - 5 pm at Robinsons Galleria and after no luck on the hunt, we dared to explore SM Megamall for the suitable dress. We went to Karimadon where my mom and tita liked this blue green long gown. It looked... nice. Except my mind kept thinking the color didn't suit me and I was betraying Estelle (she liked that color!) in a way. Next we headed off to Cinderella. Chuchi saw this simple yet elegant and gorgeous (though I didn't want to admit at first) midnight blue tube-top ball gown. It was the last one and it was too big. Oh well. I also feared that if I did buy it, I might have the same gown as a senior since: a.) they are required to wear a ball gown, b.) it's gorgeous, c.) everyone will look at Cinderella and most likely buy there, and d.) it's blue! So we went to the department store and I saw Estelle's gown! :)) It looks nice. But thought she planned on wearing a cocktail and something blue green... hn. Well, I thought I would be wearing something orange. (According to my fortune, my lucky color is yellow orange) Anyway, our last stop (and hope) is at Sari-Sari. Estelle told me she found not much there. I also didn't. Only Mom and Chuchi.
They liked this brown- fancy it up a bit? Call it bronze. sheesh.- and gold dress. It's not floor length but maybe up to my ankles. The top is a corset which I, upon trial, immediately detested. How the heck am I supposed to eat now??? The color is... passable. Design? Too simple. The top is a tube, and I wanted a bolero but they didn't have any that would match so we gave it to the seamstress and added straps. We'll get it on Monday. Honestly, it wasn't the dress I was expecting... and I hated it at first. Now... it's okay. It's not the dress of my dreams (if I even have one!) but what can you do?
The exploration for shoes and a pouch was saved by Tita Ana. She had a brown dress (a.k.a the last resort) so she had matching bronze shoes and a bag. Saves me another day. We left the mall at its' closing time: 10 pm.
And you think I got rest on Sunday? If you consider scouting at 10 am (the opening of the mall, how ironic.) for strapless, nude-colored... umentionables and spending the afternoon studying for a chapter test in AP and Chemistry a walk in the park, then it's considered rest.
The prom should be, if not magical, which I highly doubt will be, at least pleasing for all this hard work. Rushed hard work. Or at least after the prom. I'm sleeping over at Mariel's house. :)
Oh, and I have this new thing for Katy Perry's songs. :)
January 18, 2009
just BLiNK
I took the Ateneo College Entrance Exams today.
Let me emphasize that statement.
I, a mere third year student, took the Ateneo Colleger Entrance Exams today as the qualifiying test for AJSS (Ateneo Junior Summer Seminar).
whoa.
There were lots of students and most of them didn't even look like High school juniors! There were 33 rooms I think. And about 35-40 each room. Only 70 students will be accepted.
whoa. I repeat.
The English part is easy. The Mathematics? Um. Not. Ever. Impossible. Good luck sucker! Hn.
I only started to study yesterday night since last week, I've been arriving home at 7 PM because of Cheering Practices. (Props yet again.) I was also out looking for bamboo (and not because of Pandas) for props materials. So yeah. No time. Well, I do have time but I was already too tired and a bit lazy to work. What you sow is what you reap.
It'll take a miracle for me to be chosen, to put it quite bluntly. But like what our (Me, Mara, CJ, Josette and Gascon) parents told us: It's just a practice test. Now I know what to expect at the Entrance test of Ateneo. Weird. I'd like to study there yet I still don't know which course to take.
Anyway, the exam was from 7:30 to 12:30 with a ten minute interval (spent lining up at the ladies' CR) There were some ironies or coincidences perhaps, that day.
Let me emphasize that statement.
I, a mere third year student, took the Ateneo Colleger Entrance Exams today as the qualifiying test for AJSS (Ateneo Junior Summer Seminar).
whoa.
There were lots of students and most of them didn't even look like High school juniors! There were 33 rooms I think. And about 35-40 each room. Only 70 students will be accepted.
whoa. I repeat.
The English part is easy. The Mathematics? Um. Not. Ever. Impossible. Good luck sucker! Hn.
I only started to study yesterday night since last week, I've been arriving home at 7 PM because of Cheering Practices. (Props yet again.) I was also out looking for bamboo (and not because of Pandas) for props materials. So yeah. No time. Well, I do have time but I was already too tired and a bit lazy to work. What you sow is what you reap.
It'll take a miracle for me to be chosen, to put it quite bluntly. But like what our (Me, Mara, CJ, Josette and Gascon) parents told us: It's just a practice test. Now I know what to expect at the Entrance test of Ateneo. Weird. I'd like to study there yet I still don't know which course to take.
Anyway, the exam was from 7:30 to 12:30 with a ten minute interval (spent lining up at the ladies' CR) There were some ironies or coincidences perhaps, that day.
- My proctor is Mr. Solis - a character from "Karalitaan", a play we just read at Filipino class
- When we are about to pass our exam, as if on cue, my watch beeped. It was alarmed at 12:25 and I didn't bother to restart it. Just a coincidence, a silly one.
And when I arrived home, I fell asleep (that is, after I checked my e-mail) until 4:30 PM.
Like I said, whoa.
December 25, 2008
got magic? ♥
Merry Christmas!!!
Wow. This christmas was truly memorable. No, nothing remarkable happened such as win the lotto, a Euro-trip or a visit from St. Nicholas or such. It's memorable because my wish came true... you know, the Misa de Gallo wish... I wished for a very happy Christmas. And I was happy. Until I screwed everything myself, that is.
So here's the thing. December 24 was spent... as any other day. Lounging around in my pajamas, surfing the net, occasionally snacking and daydreaming. We were going to attend Mass that evening at St. Andrew's and about a month ago, I already had my 'Christmas attire' [[It's a Filipino thing I guess.]] ready... which was kind of unlike me. [[Bootleg jeans and a pink (yes, pink. I know, what was I thinking? Apparently, none.) blouse. No!]] But I felt comfortable in it. Which was weird, considering that I'm the kind of person who'd rather blend in the environment and remain unnoticed. [[Which is ironic considering my eccentricity.]] Well, I was still wearing my all-time favorite Chucks and watch (I guess) to still feel... me. Well, I have to deduce that my good mood must have been the afterglow of eating strawberries and cream. [[Made my day, and Christmas eve.]]
Putting aside my unusual clothing choices, [[my Lolo even commented on the color! My Lolo! A male! get it?!?]] we headed off to Church. We were surprised at the number of people in attendance. We had to sit separately then, Chuchi and I at the back, Ate Belle at the left on the row infront of us and the rest [[Mom, Dad, Bro, Ally and Ate Loi]] 2 rows infront of us. So what's with me mentioning the seating arrangements? Well, it's not that important. Just the couple sitting beside me, that's all. What's with this couple? I've been daydreaming about them. No, not in the stalkerish or deja vu kind of way, just... the idea. Their 'Flavor of Love' - Hana Yori Dango people. You see, for the past few days, I've been toying around the idea of a bittersweet kind of romance [[the product of romance stories @ Fictionpress and other stuff]] wherein the guy... dies at the end. Like "She's Dating the Gangster" except reverse. So anyway, the girl sitting next to me was... kind of pale and sickly [[opposite in my fantasy though]]. Almost the entire time she was sitting down. And almost the entire time, he held her hand.
That was such a cute scene! What a strange coincidence huh? Anway, the girl seemed nice. She stood up during the Lord's Prayer and held my hand. Which means, she is not a snob. Since no one rarely holds hands with strangers anymore, me included. -Sigh- They're such a cute couple. Looking at them is heartwarming and sweet. :) I hope they'll stay together forever.
Uh-oh, here comes the sap/romanticist in me.
Oh and by the way, the priest who celebrated the mass was Afro-American. I found it hard to understand his way of speaking. But nonetheless, I learned a lesson from him! "The Purpose of Christmas is to share the Love of Christ." ... or something like that.
Well, a downside that evening was my inability to stay awake till midnight. I owe Jom a 1 year supply of load after a stupid bet. But using the tricks up my sleeve, I'll give him 365 worth of load. 1 Peso per day. Hah! Take that Ruby Kuneho! =P
Oh, and I got a gift from Santa! Surprisingly. I got a book by Bo Sanchez entitled "How to be really really really happy!" My mother laid her claim as the next to read it soon after I tore the wrapper. I finished it earlier today. No surpise. I was reading Angels and Demons on Christmas day. Forgive me.
December 25
I ate a very very excellent ham for breakfast, with [[get this]] lechon-shaped bread from Julie's bakeshop. For lunch, I ate chicken from KFC, Lola's Kare-kare, rice [[duh]] and fruit salad - that's about half of what was served! For dinner, rice, chicken, sisig and leche flan for dessert. What I did? I slept. [[Hehehehe.]] And later that afternoon we went to Greenhills and then to Robinsons Galleria where I played babysitter. That night, I also spent gushing about Peanutz's new cellphone, which I claimed to be my soulmate considering that it's a.) flip open b.)ORANGE c.)Has lots of memory including bluetooth and d.) has a Panda chain. We ended up talking about our childhood experiences. Well, MY embarrassing childhood experiences that is.
Now that I've written it down. It seems so... normal and plain. But it's really a miracle and God's gift how I kept on smiling no matter how much I screwed up [[you know. My usual issues]].
Oops. It's past midnight!
We're going to EK tommorrow... err, later.
BTW, the title of this post came from a guy's statement shirt I saw during the evening mass. I want that shirt.
Wow. This christmas was truly memorable. No, nothing remarkable happened such as win the lotto, a Euro-trip or a visit from St. Nicholas or such. It's memorable because my wish came true... you know, the Misa de Gallo wish... I wished for a very happy Christmas. And I was happy. Until I screwed everything myself, that is.
So here's the thing. December 24 was spent... as any other day. Lounging around in my pajamas, surfing the net, occasionally snacking and daydreaming. We were going to attend Mass that evening at St. Andrew's and about a month ago, I already had my 'Christmas attire' [[It's a Filipino thing I guess.]] ready... which was kind of unlike me. [[Bootleg jeans and a pink (yes, pink. I know, what was I thinking? Apparently, none.) blouse. No!]] But I felt comfortable in it. Which was weird, considering that I'm the kind of person who'd rather blend in the environment and remain unnoticed. [[Which is ironic considering my eccentricity.]] Well, I was still wearing my all-time favorite Chucks and watch (I guess) to still feel... me. Well, I have to deduce that my good mood must have been the afterglow of eating strawberries and cream. [[Made my day, and Christmas eve.]]
Putting aside my unusual clothing choices, [[my Lolo even commented on the color! My Lolo! A male! get it?!?]] we headed off to Church. We were surprised at the number of people in attendance. We had to sit separately then, Chuchi and I at the back, Ate Belle at the left on the row infront of us and the rest [[Mom, Dad, Bro, Ally and Ate Loi]] 2 rows infront of us. So what's with me mentioning the seating arrangements? Well, it's not that important. Just the couple sitting beside me, that's all. What's with this couple? I've been daydreaming about them. No, not in the stalkerish or deja vu kind of way, just... the idea. Their 'Flavor of Love' - Hana Yori Dango people. You see, for the past few days, I've been toying around the idea of a bittersweet kind of romance [[the product of romance stories @ Fictionpress and other stuff]] wherein the guy... dies at the end. Like "She's Dating the Gangster" except reverse. So anyway, the girl sitting next to me was... kind of pale and sickly [[opposite in my fantasy though]]. Almost the entire time she was sitting down. And almost the entire time, he held her hand.
That was such a cute scene! What a strange coincidence huh? Anway, the girl seemed nice. She stood up during the Lord's Prayer and held my hand. Which means, she is not a snob. Since no one rarely holds hands with strangers anymore, me included. -Sigh- They're such a cute couple. Looking at them is heartwarming and sweet. :) I hope they'll stay together forever.
Uh-oh, here comes the sap/romanticist in me.
Oh and by the way, the priest who celebrated the mass was Afro-American. I found it hard to understand his way of speaking. But nonetheless, I learned a lesson from him! "The Purpose of Christmas is to share the Love of Christ." ... or something like that.
Well, a downside that evening was my inability to stay awake till midnight. I owe Jom a 1 year supply of load after a stupid bet. But using the tricks up my sleeve, I'll give him 365 worth of load. 1 Peso per day. Hah! Take that Ruby Kuneho! =P
Oh, and I got a gift from Santa! Surprisingly. I got a book by Bo Sanchez entitled "How to be really really really happy!" My mother laid her claim as the next to read it soon after I tore the wrapper. I finished it earlier today. No surpise. I was reading Angels and Demons on Christmas day. Forgive me.
December 25
I ate a very very excellent ham for breakfast, with [[get this]] lechon-shaped bread from Julie's bakeshop. For lunch, I ate chicken from KFC, Lola's Kare-kare, rice [[duh]] and fruit salad - that's about half of what was served! For dinner, rice, chicken, sisig and leche flan for dessert. What I did? I slept. [[Hehehehe.]] And later that afternoon we went to Greenhills and then to Robinsons Galleria where I played babysitter. That night, I also spent gushing about Peanutz's new cellphone, which I claimed to be my soulmate considering that it's a.) flip open b.)ORANGE c.)Has lots of memory including bluetooth and d.) has a Panda chain. We ended up talking about our childhood experiences. Well, MY embarrassing childhood experiences that is.
Now that I've written it down. It seems so... normal and plain. But it's really a miracle and God's gift how I kept on smiling no matter how much I screwed up [[you know. My usual issues]].
Oops. It's past midnight!
We're going to EK tommorrow... err, later.
BTW, the title of this post came from a guy's statement shirt I saw during the evening mass. I want that shirt.
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