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yeah. and it will be for the rest of, i dont know, forever? this is the first time in how many years im going to be spending Christmas and New Year with absolutely nothin in my pocket. A month from now, it’ll be little dd’s birthday and i dont have any plans yet! I am soo holding myself back from asking for money from you-know-who, not because of pride, but i’m afraid he’ll be thinking im an ex-gold digger or sumthing. aw, crap. i am soo goin to look for a job first thing in january. (yeah ive been sending resumes to online jobs but it seems no company hires somebody at this time of the year.) goin crazy over here! need somebody to talk to that wont fall asleep when im whinnying like this. 

it’s funny cuz even those ‘guys’ that are trying to make pa-cute to me got tired of listening to my problems. :)) who needs them anyway. 

ka-emohan namaaan! :D

saturdaystyle asked: a story for you today:

I got in a fight one time with a really really big guy, and he said "I'M GOING TO MOP THE FLOOR WITH YOUR FACE IF YOU DO THAT TO ME AGAIN!!!!"
i said, "OH! well you'll be sorry."
he said, "oh yeah? and why is that?"
i said, "well.. you won't be able to get into the corners very well."


-teeeheee! i just thought i can help brighten up your day today! :) SMILE!

thanks! :)

kadalasanminsan asked: ATE ODY!!! SI MAX TO. =)) UNFOLLOW MO NA YUNG ISANG PURO KOREANO HAHAHAHA. DITO NA KO. ;)

hehe okay lang yun, ang onti lang kaya ng followers ko hahahahaha :D

i love writing poetry, writing stories, drawing, reading romance novels. okay, went a little overboard there, i used to do some of that was when i was 12 years old. i wrote stories about child fantasies like princesses and fables and then living happily ever after. in highschool, i wrote small sentences of poetry that blossomed into paragraphs and the next thing i know, im writing songs that my bandmate, jeff would put music into. but tonight. im out of words. every little detail that i would want to write are jiggling in my head like they dont want to be put together. i wanted to write an amazing poem. a devious song about some girl. a blog that would be so beautiful i wouldnt get bored writing it. (like this? huh.) my mind’s focused on “what will i cook tomorrow? and how the hell am i going to do that?,” “what time am i going to buy groceries?” “how am i going to clean up this crap?,” stuffs like a real, grown up mom would think about. and i feel like im too young for these things. i mean, i wouldnt bother if i have a husband to do these things for. (ayun pala!) alright people, this is called ranting and not blogging. haha. i feel like im getting bobo and more bobo everyday cause i have no time to read, to learn new stuffs (well aside from cooking), i mean sharping up my now idle mind. 

okay. my mind went blank again. what the hell is happening? just going to focus on the good stuffs that will happen tomorrow. after 67years imna see my friends again and get drunk again and take A LOT of pictures with them again, and laugh my heart out with them, again. see. these are the things that kept me going on back when i was younger. dunno what happened. 

same date, 6 years ago, i got drunk on mucho redhorse with a friend. i puked so hard my uncle just laughed me and told me my vomit was like taho. (i had peanuts as pulutan.) 5 years ago, i celebrated this day with a few friends from letran, and then when i wasnt satisfied, continued the party with my friends from calamba, i was so drunk i threw up on my friend’s body. 4 years ago, i spent it with him, and oss crew. that was the first time i spent nov19th in the 4 years that we’d been together then. 3 years ago, i was knocked up and i just wanted this day to end because i cant get drunk. 2 years ago, last year, it’s still beer! i just remembered. every year on this exact date, whatever day it is, i would drown myself with beer and/or any liquor. tonight, for sure imna get drunk again. it’s a certainty. sober huh. happy birthday. i hope you’re happy. i know you’re happy. and i hate you. ♥