i didn’t eat rice but i’m all stuffed up. i ate 2 large crabs and it was so yummy. i know gluttony is a sin. Lord, minsan lang naman ito. I just happen to appreciate the fact that I can eat anytime I like while there are others who can’t even have a decent meal in a day. Excuses, lol. This is what I call good life.

…and then she realized that it’s better to write in taglish.

wala lang. i still have a hangover on the Janina San Miguel thingie. Matagal na siyang issue pero ngayon ko lang talaga napanood yung whole footage. Gusto ko sana magshare ng insights about what happened to her but what’s the point, right? Panis na yung issue. Haha.

Bakit ba kasi naging basis ng mga tao ang fluency in English? I mean, isn’t the content of the message more important than the language used to relay or disseminate it? In my line of work, I encounter people from all walks of life. And based on experience, fluency in English is really not impressing especially if the person doesn’t make any sense at all. So aanhin mo nga naman ang fluency kung hindi ka naman logical mag-isip. Jusme, basta makapag-english lang.

If you can’t speak or write in English, don’t push it. Learn from Janina San Miguel.

darn it! i was supposed to write about something. then i saw alanis’s interview on axn and so i decided to watch since i’m a sucker for her music. then just as when i got back to this page, i can’t remember what i was supposed to write about.

anyway, yesternight, my ex texted me a quote so i replied to him with another quote. the next thing i know is that we’re talking. after three or four replies, he said he’ll take a bath first. and so i supposed that his last text was just as good as a byebye text since he doesn’t really get back at me after saying that he’s gonna do something first. but amazingly, he did. that was funny, in a way.

my dream was about murders and disasters then i woke up on a gloomy morning with a high fever. yeah, this is a great way to start the day. just perfect. the sky is crying with me.

a friend of mine told me few minutes ago that she was convinced to create her very own wordpress because of me. apparently, i was her inspiration. like me, she also wanted to keep her real identity to freely express herself. may nahawahan ako sa pagiging emoterang blogera. i don’t know if that’s a good thing but i’m happy to help others especially the heartbroken ones just like me, even if it was just by being a channel of her awareness of this kind of potential form of release.

so yeah, maybe it really is true that no matter how ugly things may seem, it will always have a good side – effect, for this matter.

xyz ’s out with some friends while i’m here at home staring blankly at my monitor as tears start to wet my keyboard. i think i should just stop here. there’s no point in writing about this. nothing’s gonna help. this is bullshit.

it turned out that the saga ends at episode 2, which is a good thing. it was sorta relieving coz i don’t wanna think and wonder if my dreams meant something. gaaaad, i’ve so much in my mind already and i don’t need another mind bugger. HOWEVER, i saw him in my dream. i can’t remember the dream though but i know he was part of it.

one thing i can recall from my dream is that i was talking to a psychic-slash-fortune-teller about my f*cked up love story. she was trying to help me get a piece… ah i mean PEACE of mind.

dreams… dreams… they’re not helping me.

the past two nights were so weird. i dreamt that i was back again with my most recent ex. errrr. as in two consecutive nights of dreaming about him. i don’t know how’s that possible. i don’t even think of him before i sleep. weird, isn’t it?

if i’ll have another dream about him then that would be extra weird. and perhaps, i might consider the idea that my dreams were trying to imbibe something… sorta sending a message. stupid idea but who knows?

so imma sleep now to see if this freaking saga continues. Grand slam na to pag nagkataon. Nakakaulol.