You are shockingly normal... and since normal doesn't really exist, that is kinda scary. In fact, you are scarier than the most abnormal person. Go you!
i swear. nafufrustrate ako sa mahahabang kaso. na walang kabuluhan masyado ha, o flowery words kung flowery words. nde sila nag legwrit, clearly. "good legal writing is good writing of a layman who is learned of the law."
naaaaaaks.
tama si paopao eh. pag batch na natin ang nakaupo we should make it a point to make every ponencia as short but concise as possible. tama na yung maarteng tagawaste lang ng papel.
i found out i am dl [YES! I know! =)] Thursday. i was dropping hints but he didnt get it.
Friday when kiko and i got our certificates he was so gullible he believed what we told him.
Saturday, finally told him, after minutes of him sulking because he thought i went to Mendiola and cut my Consti class for no other reason but to look for cuties. [which turned out to be futile, dammit.]
and was he proud. he said he has never imagined the perfect girl could get even more perfect. bolero, tsktsk.
he glowed that much when we were talking over the phone that i felt my eyes burning already. haha. he's so happy. what caught my attention though was this: he said, "i feel as if i was the one who's the dl." and man, did that feel good. =)
sorry, is it too much unnecessary info to im write about him? o well. uve been forewarned i.e., the title =p
yeah, that's what i'll do: 1. study hard, and independently, and mean it 2. be peaceful and happy, and stay that way
so that i'll get my groove back and that i'll get back into the zone. yes i'm boxed in this reputation but i'm hoping it's gonna be a good kind of pressure.
oh, he said he knows why he's so happy with the news: dahil pwede ko na siyang buhayin after lawschool [because he predicted something that i wont tell yet para hindi maantala =p]. i said, i'll use my wage buying shoes. hail to sex and the city. =)
Having a high focus on fun indicates that you value your own enjoyment over anything else. And there is nothing wrong with that. Your motto is we're here for a good time - not a long time.
just when i was enjoying an unusually strong bubble with him by playing timezone's trivia game [and i was winning, btw.], i saw the ex.
his bestfriend called my attention and he was right beside him. he wasnt looking, it was more of a "hehe-let's-see-what-she'll-do-with-this" smirk. and i was hmmm. all i could say after that was oh my god.
to the people of duh perm, and the rest of 2b, luck luck later.
i left my heart in you guys.and in the perviest muffin in the world. i've always been proud of you dears. u can do it. sama ako sa paghahawak-hawak ng kamay, ha. =)
the other night, shem, him and i went to the premiere of flags of our fathers at the meralco theatre. [yup, stop asking why.]
as expected, and actually what shem paid for, hehe, the theme for the night was cuties galore! the people who were hosting the event, God bless them, are the type who could really shut up the boys of Beda. wink, wink. =)
and while we were walking towards the theatre, i realized the place was decorated in a wall to floor red thing, and yes i was wearing my red jacket. out of nowhere my krung krung side woke up, and i went one fourth screaming, "yvie! yvie, where are you? yvie!" i swear, jv was just laughing at me. he has never been in one of my krung krung moments. shem on the other hand, who has had seen numerous moments of such tenor she could easily blackmail me into doing anything just for her not to squeal them, just shook her head in embarassment. i loved their reactions.
natahimik lang ako when the short program started. and up until the first eeeewy scene. when they showed a guy whose tummy was burst open the intestines have come out. sorry, btw for gorily describing it. anyway, when we reached that scene, i said, with a tinge of disgust and disappointment: "ano ba yan, i thought this was a chick flick! i want my money back!" ooh, that reminded me of my comment on The Fantastic Four. haha.
and because of this flick i've decided i'll buy an armalite that i shall use whenever somebody other than the people i like is noisy in the lib. and, that for the christmas party we should auction off bubble wraps, and im the only one insane enough to actually buy it.
anyway, on with the movie. i liked it. of course, on a regular basis, i wouldn't have chosen to watch it, first because it's a war movie, second, because ryan phillippe may be cute and all but not only is he a cheater in real life, but in reel life, he jumped into the sea with his pants on. mali yun. anyway. i loved it while it lasted. and i agree, we only create our heroes.
and i adore the standing still scene,while the soldiers were in the ships.
shem and i passed by the afterparty, literally. a bit de ja vous for her, a new thing for me. just sucked that i went home at one in the mawn without even tasting some booze. arrg.
yes, i shall be a dweeb now and blog about my day today grocerying.
i have always loved going to the grocery. to me it's sort of my stress reliever, my equivalent to a normal girl's spontaneous shopping for shoes or a new hairdo when depressed. i have just always loved it.
and yes, because it only means im getting more food.
this day's grocerying session was a bit different because i was actually proud of everything i bought. [fine, technically, daddy bought them but you know what i mean.] usually kasi i buy tons of stuff, mostly junk food, that dad gets frustrated because the price gets way way way too high, and im not exaggerating.anyway.
this paradigm shift happened earlier today while i was stuck inside the car with ivy doing the crossroad in the newspaper and chito barking his little heart out because his parents left him to check on the stores. i dunno from where did it start, but i just thought of... well. pinky amador doing surgery that's not invasive, the cutest little baby girl in the church who is crazy about chito and who i wish is my daughter, the little kids that im gonna bear, not anytime soon of course, and well, my ageing legs. then i said to myself, pinky amador is not really my idol or anything, but i fit well to her lifestyle before. eat drink smoke. but now she's doing the healthy living thing. and she's okay.
it just hit me now, that choosing to live healthily is another aspect of maturity. that you've accepted that you're not a kid anymore, bursting with energy and life. now more than ever, you need to invest in your own health, not just to enable you to work efficiently, but also because other people depend on you, to help them, work for them, care for them and love them.geez im so slow.
took me 22 years to realize that. omygaaaadtalaga.
yup, shifting again to my ditzy mode.
so we went to grocery and i had the mindset to change what i eat, well fine, little by little. and the Executive Secretary was very helpful in reminding me what to buy. without the little junkies that i still have to let go (ie, ruffles, eaji, mac and cheese, turones), my cart resembled that of a mom's, well sort of. blame me being taong tabon, i just cant upload the pic: somebody teach me!
i swear, i couldn't believe it. how clean it feels.
i just have to stick to this, and im on my way there.
and, yup, a picture of all the existing vodka cruisers [which i took but i couldnt post] reminded me of the pedophile of Beda, Nil. stop being taong tabon, dear.=)
a little girl in a sort of woman's body
laughs like there's no tomorrow
a contented rebel
pop culture worshipper
adores anything with cheese
her life is a chick flick.
genuine, passionate, deep.
i am me.