I sometimes go on useless pursuits like a vampire hungry for blood that cannot be denied.
But anyway, I love these friends and I am just haunted by the song.
It's such a privilege to be so loved, and then to have as great friends as the Berks.
I was resistant.
Very.
I knew that I might get addicted and would have less done. But I had some time in my hands and decided to check out my Plurk account. And maybe I was ready for it for real, this time around, because I immediately saw how it worked. And I got hooked, involved, addicted.
My karma went from zero to ten in one day. So imagine how much I chat that time.
The next day, I even woke up earlier for it. So I could join in on the morning well-wishing.
Did I say I was hooked?
Then friends started texting, why wasn't I going online in YM?
And then... and then, stupid me, I decided to check out my high school yahoogroups. Which got a former classmate to add me up. We started chatting. She told me our batchmates were on Facebook.
I was resistant.
Very.
Other friends have been convincing me for the longest time to create an account and join them in their mob wars and such but I was resistant. I don't even log on to my Friendter account much so why create yet another networking ek.
But the lure of catching up with high school ghosts was too much. And, if truth be told, the possibility of knowing if my HS crush is now married.
So dang it, I created one. I even bullied my sis and cousin to teach me to use its interface. And then I got swamped by chats there.
I got hooked, involved, addicted.
Suffice it to say, I accomplished nothing much for the week. I even Plurked while cooking pancit, endangering my familys dinner.
Tsk!
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On a not related note at all, Ruffa Gutierrez, in the I Love Betty telenovela, made the booboo of saying that X stands for hugs and O stands for kisses in the XOXO ek (it's the other way around). Either the writers couldn't be bothered to Google or it was intentional, and Ruffa, for all her claim to wordliness, obviously didn't know any better.
And by gosh, veteran actress Anita Linda deserves the equivalent of an Emmy for her role as a Fil-Chi matriarch in the Tayong Dalawa telenovela. She's soooooo good an actress, I want to push her down and beat her up fo being soooo mean. Sigh. Talk about really great acting!
And yes, this is too much TV :D
... is I always have a friend. (Cali Rae Turner)
It's weird that I talk to her about fights i've had with my boyfriend (then)/husband (now) and how she'd even step in sometimes to help patch things up. She knows immediately if I just cried, or if something's wrong. She's a doting, patient, gracious aunt to all her nephews. She even takes care of me when am sick.
I can tell her about a lot of things... and she knows my issues about our parents because she knows them too. And no matter how bad our fights were, we always make up. Because it just hurts being angry with each other. It hurts not talking to each other.
Soon... she will really be building a life for herself in the US. I ask God everyday to shower her with kindness and wisdom and grace and health and perseverance, that she may succeed and live a happy life. I hope she makes good friends there. I pray that she marries the right guy and have kids when she's ready for them.
I promised her a Boracay trip which I still haven't given her. And a trench coat. She's still holding me to those promises. So yeah, sometimes I wish am really earning again so I can fulfill those.
But i've also silently promised to love and care for her all the days of my life. I just wish she knows, has felt or seen, even a bit of just how much I do love her.
Happy 23rd birthday sis... the best is yet to come!
Ugh.
Suddenly I want to be living in Lipa where houses have dirty kitchens with tungkos (cooking stations using logs and sticks for kindling) because there just isn't any gas (LPG) to be bought here in Manila!
Arrgh.
Our electric bill is sure to soar, what with having to boil water for two babies' baths and sterilizing their things. And I hate being unable to find the plug for the rice cooker. We're down to one tank of gas which will last us one week at best.
Sigh.
And I can't help but panic... and believe that powers that be ARE hoarding the tanks to sell them at higher prices. I know there isn't any gas crisis right now because gas prices are being lowered again! It may be a crude deduction but surely they'd be increasing the prices if there really is a shortage.
We can't cook using charcoal where we live! It would cost riots in the neighborhood if all the washing ends up with soot. And buying food from carinderias and restaurants IS costing us already.
Ugh.
My head aches.
Gas! Where are you?!
And just when i'm into cooking too!!!
... I actually wanted to entitle this post "Rape Me in my Thigh" because that was the more laughable line, but I didn't want to generate uhm, the wrong traffic.
Anyway, am really curious if the karaoke lyrics provided the guy are also wrong, because he's pretty consistent in what he's singing, so it's not just bad English diction/accent.
Enjoy!
Times like these, I can't help but miss Py. I guess we will perpetually wonder how things would be if he's hovering over his brother and cousin.
But anyway, Yakee and Ice are growing just fine. They like playing together even if one or both end up crying, from fighting over toys. We're also doing our best not to hurry Ice to crawl and walk and it's really great that Yakee doesn't bully him. He cries instead when he sees Ice has gotten one of his toys. See, he prefers it if he's the one handing the toy to Ice.
Hopefully, they will grow up, not just as cousins, but as friends as well. Hopefully, they'd be closer than Ice's father and I am. Hopefully, they will see each other through good times and bad.
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Ice is exactly 10 months today while yakee will soon be 1 year and 4 months old.
