It's only been two weeks, and yet kagimbalan ang dami ng mga missed kwentos. Anyway, let's go, ummm. Hmmm. Sago. =p

First off, I just wanna announce that I'm doing this entry using the laptop that is sort of mine already. I know, I know, it’s already been promised to me like two months ago, but now it's finally here with me, seryosong usapan na to. Dad really is counting on me.

O well.

1. Cici

Remember what I said in my last entry? That I am officially tired of him? O well, well. He really is like me. He retaliates.

I think it was Wednesday last week. Usual start of the day. The only difference is, he was matamlay. He was even hesitant to be near me and Ivy. We started getting worried, of course. Before leaving, I asked him, albeit jokingly: "Are you dying?"

Then when Mom came later in the afternoon to pick me up, she said Cici was sick.

Imagine how I felt.

Mom was in a way scolding me, because upon learning that the little fairy princess is sick I was concerned as hell. I just answered her, "Bakit, di ba ganito ka rin nong baby kami?" her answer to which I just can't remember.

When we got home Cici was there already, because Dad brought him to the vet [I know, favoritism. He didn't bring Rav with them even if it's his check up already. Next time na lang daw] and man, was he frail. His eyes were the saddest that I've ever seen, talagang grabe sa pagkalumanay gumalaw... damn just thinking about it makes me cry.

Paging Watermelon, paging Watermelon... =p

And yes. Before I forget. Vet's diagnose? Well, yeah, sinat. And, Cici apparently is depressed.

If he's depressed, what do you call me?

Morning after that, I found pretty much nobody left in the house other than me and the maid. Apparently earlier that morning Cici was nangingisay when he peed. So they took him to the vet and had him diagnosed to have either uti, or distemper.

As expected we were tasked by the vet to give Cici round-the-clock meds. I just don't understand, how come dogs don't like Vitamin C. I mean, ang sarap naman ng Cecon, I don't get it. O well. I'm a Cecon addict anyway. Hardly any argument to put up with.

While we were trying to get him to take na his meds, we were distracting him by making him run, or at least, walk fast. Pero hinde, talagang matamlay siya. I was so frustrated I kept on calling him matandang kabayo.

Then miraculously, before I left, he started smiling again. And Ivy learned to trick him to take his meds by merely hiding it in rice or any food. May pagkaaso pa rin pala siya, nauuto mo nang pagkain. =p

Then the day after that, it was his birthday. Hehe. He can now sing his favorite Britney song.

Funny, because days after that, it was revealed that even if Dad had a gig in Tagaytay that fateful night [when Cici was diagnosed with uti] he apparently was supposed to go home that night to come home to not to his family, but to Cici. And I quote Dad, "para man lang mamatay siya sa aking kandungan" because he I think saw the pangingisay earlier that morning, and he has accepted the fact that the time has come. Of course he also realized another eleven thousand bucks was a goner.

Pero hinde. Lagnat laki lang pala.

2. drawlots schmawlots

I know, I sound as if I'm bitter. But soon you'll understand.

See, the girls have formed the perfect way to assign the digests-making for Consti: drawlots. And not the boring kind. They have decided to base it sa lovelife, or anticipation thereof. Salamat kay Eunice, check out the results.

Ok, let's focus on my ummm, supposed future. According to the draw lots I will be the one who will love her husband the most and yet I'll still be most likely to be a mistress. Just because of tiredness of the empty life I have with my smart yet irresponsible husband? Just because my life has become [allegedly] a big blah?

They got scared, because the draw lots correctly predicted that I'll be the first to have a boyfriend. But now I don't think they think the same way, dahil mukhang mauuna si Euns kay Mumiel.

3. ang manukan, bow.

Salamat, Kuya Nar, sa term na yan.

Anyway. The store opened Thursday last week. Officially just this Saturday. So far, so good.

Today I believe they were able to sell 41 of them, and my parents are so ecstatic they have probably extended the closing time.

People compare it to Kenny. I just dunno whether or not that's a good thing.

A little FYI: I haven't really tasted it myself. For me it's the same as others, well at least I know I’m the first one to realize its resemblance with Kenny's mix. I dunno what's wrong with my taste buds.

Madami pang dapat ayusin. Sa flavor, sa personnel management, sa suggestive selling.

At before I forget. I've also become a potato corner addict.

Yup. Welcome to my other world.

4. BarOps

BarOps. The term atenistas call that ahm, operation to assist the bar-takers while they take the Bar. Sorry dears. I know as Eunice says it, "napag-usapan na natin eto", but I just can’t seem to remember what term to use to refer to bar-takers and what naman for barristas in Starbucks.

Pero, hmm. Baka yun. Barrristers for bar-takers. Hmmm.

Anyway, our sched for Barops was last Saturday, at 8pm until 2 in the morning. The intention was noble, believe me, even a motivation for me [i.e., "dadarating din ako dyan! Magpaparoom service [err, or whatever that's called] din ako sa mga freshmen!"] but damn, there were a lot of better things to do. Okay that didn't get out right. I was complaining kasi that they should've oriented us at least days before about what generally to expect, kasi honestly, when it turned eleven and the upperclassmen were warming up na with the videoke it got boring na e. I could've brought persons and pretend to study. Pero dahil I wasn't informed about what to expect, wala akong dalang law school paraphernalia.

Had a nice talk with Mumiel and Pepay in the hideout that we discovered. We only peeled ourselves from the couch when the other people were sort of mad at us because there were a lot of things to do and yet nawawala kami.

Btw, maganda pala sa Westin. Imagine how ironic that statement is on my part. When I was still in La Salle I kept on passing by it lang because it's near my Mom's office but it was only because of BarOps that I finally was given a reason to go inside it. Amoy dagat, lamang. Reminds me of Bora.

The girls and the honorary girls were as always, fun to be with. Pagod na naman ang panga ko sa kakatawa. I decided to go home at 1245 not only because I was naaawa na kay Dad, he and Mom have had a long day [because of the store opening] but also because I knew I was near to having an asthma attack because of excess laughing.

the lovely people, L-R: seated: Imaculada & Miss Bungisngis next row: Kiboy, K, Pepay, Carmen, moi, Mumiel & Miss Malinis

Btw, was touched when practically the whole gang took me to Dad. And as expected, Eunice was bubbly even if it's almost 1 in the morning. Dad gladly reciprocated that, to my surprise.

I just wish I have a copy of the BarOps scandal. On second thought, I'm glad I don't. =p

Twas fun, guys. Twas fun.

5. Never surrender

Well, to say the least, it was an internal struggle for me come Sunday. Bebe and I weren't having the best of times. I know I'm bad for thinking this way but I really thought it was near it na talaga.

But as I was walking in Shopwise, trying not to get lost, philosophically and literally, I thought to myself,

and finally decided that maybe the days of him wooing me although is not over, [I hope] has been suspended for quite some time, and now it's time to turn the table. Or tables? Hmmm.

And then he says the sweetest things. Syempre he doesn't know what di ba. Hay. *sighs*

And then come Monday, the gang learned about his original pet name for me, [and you honestly think I’m gonna write it here?] and as expected started teasing me about it.

Well. Life.

6. Pepay's birthday

Pepay had such a lucky day. Thursday was an unexpected breeze for the class. Free cut sa persons, thirty minutes sa crim, and for Lasalistas who still study in Taft, La Salle won over Ateneo.

Side track lang ha, how weird can my feeling get. Atenistas and taga-ups [ano ba tawag hindi ko alam e] chanting "let's go archers, let's go" in Atenean ground. All for the love of a La Salle Day.

Would've been nice to watch the rest of the game, because for the first time in like two months I was reminded of the feeling of being in Araneta, shouting my heart out for La Salle. Well, I was also doing pretty much that- nilalait ang katangahan ng Ateneo, imagine my kakapalan ng mukha to actually do that while inside Ateneo grounds- not for La Salle, but for myself, to be spared from a possible La Salle day.

Anyway, Pepay treated us at Dencio's. Grabe ambait lang talga, kakatuwa. He was like a kid when he was dancing to the tune of Let's Get Physical. At galit siya sa sisig.

Made me think about me treating them din. At may umiikot-ikot na sa sirkulasyon na bulung-bulungan if I’m gonna treat nga. Hmmm.

7. The Pink Panthers

Gimbal ka talaga, Miss Bungisngis. From now on whenever I hear that phrase I'll be reminded of you.

Patty asked the class to wear something pink for the debate earlier ummm, today, Friday. And it was cute to us to know that most of us obliged to such request but probably freaky to the other side to see the fact that a lot of us are in shades of pink. Anyway.

The debate was interesting, I know I haven't properly congratulated the brilliant oralists Jeno and JV so there. A big woohoo, hehe. I never thought I could get that scared about winning a debate but I was moments before it was declared that even without incentives, we whoop ass. Hehe. =p

Another FYI: I used to be an advocate for divorce in the Philippines. But then I forgot about it when I decided I won't get married. But now that it looks like I'm about to sway again to the other side [but never about having kids! Got that, bebe? You've no choice but to work and come home to only me when we have na our white comforters.=p], I have to rethink my view on that.

In fairness. Can't believe I finished this in just two hours.

BTW. I know I failed to greet quite a number of people for their birthdays, don't get back at on me naman. Eto na o.

Belated happy natal day to Kuya Bert, Weng, Olgs. Also to Vids and Emz, Selle and Dia. Lapit na rin ako no. Boohoo.

jumping around by princess yves on Saturday, September 17, 2005 at 12:52 AM | Permalink