clear
coffee. choco walnut brownie.
delivered to my office on a rainy monday morning.
jolted and confused me.
now what?
September 24, 2007
August 19, 2007
seryosong usapan
him: hey, sabi ni mommy nakita ka daw n’ya sa TV.
me: i haven’t been out of the house for almost a week now. unless reality TV nakita n’ya and may camera nga dito sa bahay namin.
him: parang sa news sa dos.
me: your mom remembers me?
him: bakit naman hindi?
me: wala lang. para kasing less then three minutes lang yun. anyway, congrats.
him: para?
me: sus. eh di for winning one of your big ticket battles. galing ah.
him: haha. you know?
me: duh? i monitor that. public enterprise yun eh. so bibigyan pa rin kayo ng escorts?
him: i guess.
me: dapat lang. i have an idea what you’re up against. remember mid 2005?
him: i still don’t believe your theories.
me: hmmm… okay. bahala ka.
August 4, 2007
black forest
what am i up to on monday, august 6?
here’s a multiple choice:
1. on august 6, i would be seven weeks pregnant. (yey! baby bump ahead)
2. on august 6, i will start my stint as aerobics instructor at gold’s gym
3. august 6 will be my first day at the culinary school in nueva york
4. i will be on mission at an enemy territory on august 6
and the correct is: you’ll know soon. let’s just say i am on reconciliatory mode and that i am growing up.
July 14, 2007
deja vu– all over again
the grilling lasted 55 minutes. i was one fourth alive by the time it
ended. the boss shook my hand again and thanked me. i told her "that
was tough." and she said, "was it?"
i wanted to answer, "yes,
now if you could just put a gun barrel between my teeth and paint your
carpet with my brain. because really, i don’t think i can live the rest
of my life faced with a very bleak future in public finance and
development work and with the constant threat of my university taking
back my master’s degree and my former office demanding a refund of my
salary after my shameful performance."
July 6, 2007
will u wait 4 me?
when i was a little girl, i would be sitting by our porch at our house in the States and praying that someday, my knight in a shining armor would come, and he will be tall, blue-eyed and blonde haired.
July 3, 2007
June 28, 2007
the wrold of pretend
i looked at him with eyes saying: "please don’t tell me that’s your mom."
"g.h., meet my mom," he said.
the mom, who looked very chinese, she-must’ve-had-her-foot-binded-when-she-was-a-little-girl, smiled at me and asked if i spoke fookien.
my havaianas wanted to leave me behind and run as fast as they can.
"sorry, i’m not chinese." i answered.
but i loooove eng-bee-tin hopia, i wanted to say, but i just shut up.
June 22, 2007
he’s just not that into me
Barely 15 seconds after the waiters said “Opa!” and placed the saganaki between us, A suddenly asked: “Are you ready to get married?”
In my mind, I went: Ohmygad, ohmygad, ohmygad!!!!
June 19, 2007
dark and twisty
was hoping to spend time at the proverbial couch today. but makati seems too far when you’ve hit rock bottom, head on.
i woke up at 3:30 AM, and since i can’t go back to sleep, i went thru my books hoping to find the holy grail that would bring me back to being bright and shiny.
June 18, 2007
crap gets crappier
Being the second rate, trying hard, copy cat that I am, let me, once again, borrow a line of Carrie Bradshaw.
Think about it. If you are single, after graduation there isn’t one occasion where people celebrate you … Hallmark doesn’t make a "congratulations, you didn’t marry the wrong guy" card. And where’s the flatware for going on vacation alone?
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When you’re 27 and still single (single again and again and again and again), well meaning friends and scheming frenemies place a ticking clock above your head, which they have set to go off when you hit the big 3-0.
