Blog-huh?

I just got home from Wack-Wack with the Lipio family, attended Mass.
Wish we have driver so we can go and have desserts!

Anyways, MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL! Enjoy the rest of the evening!

Cheers!



(Me & Dree)

No more work for me! More time to blog, if I'm not lazy enough.

So Q, When are we gonna have that photo shoot? I know you check my blog from time to time. hehe! Can't wait to this new experience! Let's do it before the 24th, para payat pa ako. LOL E=mail me or Call me! Clean na your lens!

I'll be at Rockwell tomorrow afternoon. Christmas shopping!

Friends (you know who you are), I'm free except friday and sunday (you know why).... Starbucks gang na tayo?!

I miss you two Lovebirds!

ITs time to catch up!

>>>>>> 3:30 na, and still not sleepy. *Hay* =<

Date: 13 December 2008 @ 9:00 PM
Location: Moksha Bar at Greenhills, San Juan
Occasion: My Achie Izah’s Birthday Party



I don’t like the taste of alcohol drinks, especially tequila. I think it’s the worst tasting drink, plus the hang over I get the next day. It can turn me into a bulldozer! LOL


That night, for the very first time, I drank a shot of Bacardi 151 together with my friend Pia. Pia is like me, we both don’t like drinking alcoholic beverages. We both are allergic to beer and possess a low tolerance for Alcohol - One Shot of drink and we’re out (at least, I know I am). When Carlo (Pai’s boyfriend) handed us the shot glass filled with Bacardi 151, Me and Pia protested on sharing the shot. I took us 15 minutes to plead to everyone to agree. When they did, here’s the count down.



Three, Two, One,
Now, Fall in my arms now.






This is the nastiest drink I ever tasted!

After my hunger crisis, I’m feeling perky.

After eating my late lunch, I’ve been listening to my Bubbly Playlist of my iTunes archive and slurping my favorite cherry flavored lollypop from Starbucks. I can’t get enough of the sweetness of the lollypop can give! I guess, maybe, eating 8 pieces of Gyoza and having a grande size of Hot White Chocolate Mocha, had me feeling perky.

Anyways, I was thinking of the catchy phrases from songs that I try hard to sing in tune with. I own a very bad pair of vocal cords; you never want to hear me sing- believe me! Lolz! Going back to what I want to blog about, (since it’s my type who jumps from one topic to the other, and having a lot of off topic discussion and I ended up not finishing what I was writing on the first place, like what I am doing now, irrelevantly explaining what I don’t need to explain. I had this phrases listed down below. It’s the phrases that I find worth to be discussing about. Its one of my favorite group of words.

Phrase 1

“They can change the locks, don’t let them change your mind”

Have you been in a situation where everyone is against you’re will? And those people will persuade you, till you give up and allow yourself to do what they been wanting you to do? If your in this situation, I wonder how long will you last? Will you fight for it or just merely let go? Hmmmm…. I’m known to be a stubborn girl and with stubbornness lies the power of determination (-Baby!). Hence, I wouldn’t likely to be persuaded to something I don’t agree upon.

Phase 2

“Will write a song that turns off the lights, where both boy and girl start shaking inside”

Now who doesn’t want a good flirt huuuh? After all flirting is a form of art, which practices good communication skills with Fun! Think of flirting as an exercise, you maybe in bad shape at first, but eventually it will sculpt you up! So, try to have a carefree heart and don’t fidget!

Phase 3

“Cause people don’t take chances with their hearts”

Well, this phrase is written for me. I have a fear taking risk. Especially with my heart involve, I rather play in the safe side of the filed.
Yes, I know, Boring, No Fun! =P

Since I’m waiting for food to be delivered here in my office. I think I’ll do a little blogging to take my mind off my growling tummy. I am so hungry! I should have eat out instead, but the lack of human resource, such as my driver, who safely brings me to all my destination is busy as of the moment, which left me to order my food out and be delivered.

When I was in grade school, in particular, I thought I’ll be driving my own car when I reached college. Who have thought that when I started my driving lessons, I’ll be scared off my butt to be right next to a bus. Yes, I am scared at buses and the way bus driver’s drive. When I was young, I never really paid much attention to buses. I even road a bus during one of our filed trip in school and I wasn’t frightened by it at all.

When I started learning how to drive, the first 4 days was okey. I drove around inner streets of Mandaluyong Circle. So it was just cars and jeeps that I drive around with. On the 5th day of my driving lessons, this is where I really proven myself that I cannot driver around buses. I was on my way to Makati-Mandaluyong Bridge when a bus drove pass me. I froze. I thought that I will let go of the steering wheel, but my hands are numb, stiff, not wanting to move. The instructor had to pull us to a stop. Good thing we are just moving slow, since I love to make the car run faster than what my instructor tells me to. You see, I find a certain bliss of excitement and sensation on being in a fast running car. Where the wind blows thru my hair and I will be playing the song “My Favorite Game” from the Cardigans in the background. Just pure RAPTURE.

Hehehe! Well, so much for my “dream car”, which happens to be a Vanilla colored Porsche or a Green Apple colored Volks Beetle. Now, I only get to dream about it or enjoy it with my friends who can tolerate fast driving.

My food is here! Its time to eat!

There is this TV show that is running 5 episodes as of today. It gave me inspiration to write, to write what I am passionate about.

I made love my center of my human emotions. If you know me well enough, you’ll see that I am a hopelessly romantic. Though, I never admit it to you face to face. I don’t admit it, I even deny it, but I do look for love everyday. Praying that Cupid will strike that little arrow of his on my lucky day. Let’s just say, that I rather put my love problem it into writing and let it be a memory for a time being. It’s hard to talk about love, when one is single. Friends tend to tease, make a fuss out of it. Some friends even feel pity for you. Let’s just say, when your near in your thirties and still single, friends tend to make you feel pressured. Especially when almost all of them are already committed to someone.

I always believe that there is someone for each one of us out there. It doesn’t mean it will be prefect. Perfect in a sense of One is to One. It might be 3 is to 1. Like for example, Two girls and One guy. It sounds wrong, but it just might work. Given a scenario of Three in a relationship. Girl one is in a relationship with a guy, then here comes girl Two who falls in love with the guy. It’s sounds wrong right? It will fall into cheating department, if girl Two gets involved with the guy. But hear my thoughts first. It is wrong for girl Two to be with the guy while guy is with girl One. But the world is short for equal population. It is a fact that we are not made in equal amount of sexes. Heck! It doesn’t even include the gays population, add that up, its even worst, it’s will be a huge of uneven amount of sexes. Anyways, going back to the main scenario. If we are fresh out of proportional sexes, how can all of us find True Love? Where does it leave girl Two? So I think, it doesn’t matter if It’s wrong or right anymore, as long as each one of us finds true love. Its weird on how I can assume this. It’s just that, when I think of Love, it’s not a debate of right or wrong. It’s more of feeling it, being exposed to it, having the passion to inspire from it. From that, I think is enough for someone to dies the next day feeling content. Now that doesn’t sound right, does it? But who cares, as long as that person feels fulfilled. People never do feel satisfaction. It’s a good thing, but at the same time, it leads to more, more, more, till there is no stopping from getting it. I’m so confused to what I’m writing about. It’s seems to be complicated, and I don’t want complicated. Not to the things I don’t have an upper hand to. So, I’ll end my blogging with this…

If the world population is not fit for One is to One, then how can a hand full of unlucky ones find true love? Will girl Two just be a girl who doesn't get the chance for True Love? Who gets to judge who, on who's wrong or right? Who gets the right to call the shots?