Chapters

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Express Mail 10

To my brown truffle-colored phone:
I understand you're sick. Maybe it's your battery or your internal parts. I super don't know what's wrong why you start draining the life out of you within 24 hours. I don't know what to hope for: to hope it's the battery's problem and that would suck 1,200 bucks out of my/my dad's pocket (hopefully his pocket), or to hope it's something internal like the connector that costs 650 bucks. M says he thinks it's the board's problem. (Recently you fell from my cupboard, remember?) And if that is the case, I was like having a problem with the entire CPU if in contrast with the PC. Dang.

Afterall, I think I know what to hope for anyways. I want to keep you. I just hope I can buy a new battery for you and that things would get back to your old you. :(

To my hormones:
You're so in a state of imbalance. I'm having mood swings to the next level. I'm just like switching crayons as I'm going thru emotions my entire day. A lil stressful for me and everyone around me, eh?

To lovesick people around me:
Lately are the days I don't seem to ride with all your mushiness. I get irritated MOST of the time. Blame it to my hormones, thankyouverymuch.

To my at-fault hormones:
...because you're erratic.

I am actually starting to think that I can possibly be unable to bear a kid, even an H-mole. For crying out loud, you are so not regularly coming. And if ever I'll be clinically diagnosed as one who is not capable of reproduction, I will be a spinster. I'll need to earn well and save well so when time comes I am in my 40's and no one wants to marry me cause I'm barren, I'll tour around the world anyways.

To Paris, France:
Speaking of touring the world, everyone including me wants to visit you. Heck I know you got this title "most romantic place on Earth" and so I promise to pay you a visit when I'm not in my I'm-irritated-with-lovesick-people mood as a spinster.

To my anxious thoughts:
You are starting to rise again. Please be in mild level only. I know I'm starting to think to end my life when the result will be unfortunate early next year. Yet I know it will be a wrong decision to make. Right now, all I want to say to you is that I have God and that I know He's in control. Bleh!

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Crushes

Funny how after many years your past crush tells you he's got a crush on you too way back then. For all those times I've got a crush on him, I thought I'm not one who will get his attention. I thought I'll never get his eyes on me. Then he told me he had a crush on me before. Mischievous fate. For crying out loud, I had a crush on you then too. :)

Weekend Getaway

I had a really really great weekend. After having my review on Friday, me and Cha headed to IGaCoS right away to catch Rys' parents. Cha and I have to pretend we got there by ourselves and that we don't have any company in the resort who went earlier than us. It's for the reason that rooms are to be occupied by 3 people only (we're 5 --Rys, Cha, me, Kar, Shera). We arrived roughly 7pm.

The beach is inviting. If only I wore my swimming clothes already, after the crew ushered me and Cha to our spot, I could have dived in already but we have to let our company know we're already there. So we were like very vigilant because the management's eye is everywhere. We got together for dinner and jumped right in the waters after meal. We didn't expect that swimming is til 9pm only. Boo!

Overnight with friends are expected to be a not-much-sleep night. We chatted about anything under the sun (or moon rather, haha corny) and ate chips. It's actually Kar's birthday and we actually wanted to surprise her and Rysa too (her birthday is on Monday). Me and cha got a hard time making alibis just to get to the room to make our fancy lil surprise. I think we had to make 4 different alibis til we finally had no other company.

We had the cupcakes and the candles but we don't have anything to light those candles on. Good thing we saw a staff sleeping on a chair. He had a lighter. Yipee! We lit the candles and walked our way to them on the bench. We sang the song, the Happy Birthday song, and they were totally surprised. Goal met!

Here's what we made for them.
Kara's and Rysa's
I wanted them to cry but then they didn't. Kara was almost teary-eyed but Rysa wasn't for the reason that she was just shocked though it was her 1st time to actually be surprised.

The rest of the night, we just giggled and talked about anything. Me, Kara, and Rysa was up til 4:30am. I wanted to eat a sandwich then so we headed to the room and basically left the sleeping two on the bench by the beach. And the 3 of us fell asleep in the room. Haha! It was just 2 hours of sleep, for crying out loud. The original plan was that we'll see the sun rise. Failed. We woke up 6:30am. Cha and Shera went to us 'cause they were awaken by excited children wanting to get wet already. We changed our clothes and swim again.

By lunch we grilled chicken, after which, we had a bountiful lunch. And shortly after, we went home after playing table tennis. Rysa's parents were our sponsor for everything, by the way. We are just so thankful for the getaway. It was a great weekend to remember.

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Scars

One of my fave songs is Scars by Papa Roach. I love the line "the scars remind us that the past is real". Indeed it is.

Whenever I look at my scars I remember how did I get it in the first place. There's this "I slipped in the rock in the sea" scar, "I was pushed by my sister" scar, and the "play" scar, the "mishandled knife" scar... And of all my scars, I have a favorite. It's small to be noticed, it blends well with the rest of my skin. But me owning and knowing my body, I can easily recognize it. It's the scar I had when I was tugging the marker away from my best bud. Silly fight. HAHA! And I know I have scarred him too, but on a different instance and a different story. HAHA! :P

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Express Mail 9

To the *itch who was then wearing pink and now's wearing white:

Frankly speaking, I'm starting to like how you're reacting. I've been checking your profile once in a while and I can say you're pissed by what you're reading. Even if we conceal your identity in our shout-outs, you have this idea of reference. And to tell you the truth, honey, you're it. But of course, we'd still sugarcoat everything 'cause we're sweet. Haha!

The wrongest thing you've ever done was wanting to play the victim role. If your ex is tired of everything and that he'd rather give his cheek for you to slap just so you'll shut the eff up, do you seriously think we're going to let him do just that?