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BS Team Two has a new member. Last night I met a very handsome boy. He’s such a charmer. He knows his ABC’s and he’s just 2 years old! Mamu gave him his own a.k.a. just like all of the people on the floor. He’s supposed to be Jojo according to tradition of murdering names… but we’d rather stick to his real name Jetty. And some people think he looks like Jet Li, so they called him like that. Hmmm… this tot tagged along Eula and BJ (mom and dad) since nobody would take care of him at home. Twas actually my idea. Hehehe… Otherwise one of them would be absent. So though I was feeling a bit under the weather I would go to the lounge every now and then to check on the kid. I ended up drawing Poh for him. Nyahaha… By request. =) Oh… and he remembers my name. Not my real one though. Hihihi…

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A lot of changes are about to take place again. Peyton’s last day is on Friday. Waaaaaaaaaaah! And as for the other changes… I can’t mention ‘em here yet. Hehehe… everything is still on the works.

Until then… more planning more fun!

I washed my own clothes. No, wait. Let me tweak that a bit. I did my own laundry. There you go. More bragging. That’s what happens when you need to scrimp and don’t have enough money to let somebody else.. (uh let’s say a machine) do it for you. At least… it makes my momma proud, and my other housemates as well.

I just have a nasty cut in my forefinger. I dunno how I got it. But I surely got it while i was having my ultra multi-taskin activity yesterday. Yeah. I was in my doing-the-laundry-watching-nba-finals-reading-a-book-pissing-off-aiken-mode yesterday. Whew!

Oh… and Aiken was soooo pissed off ‘coz the Lakers lost. He even thought of having his classes subbed. It was Celtics’ time to shine yesterday. I’m really not a fan of the team. But man… they were good there in the court. I was just rooting for them because somebody had to take the other side in the house.

And… there was power failure again in Strata last night. So, of course we didn’t work. We just took pictures at the back entrance of the building. We always do that whenever something’s up. Like when the building was on fire. We were also taking pictures. Yeah… just enough memories to last a lifetime.

How do I leave?

I watched the AVP of PETA about how animals are treated cruelly in factory farming.

Cruelty is an understatement. I can’t even put into words what I’ve seen.

Now… it had been my dilemma… whether or not I should still eat meat. I’m a meat-person. But after watching that presentation… and then reading an article about it for my class… I had a hard time deciding on what to eat for breakfast. So I let a one-peso coin decide my fate this morning.

Head - Mc Donald’s food
Flipside - something healthier (though i couldn’t think of anything healthy to eat that’s just within my reach)

I tossed the coin while I was in the elevator… and Jose Rizal’s head appeared. He asked me to eat transfat! hehehe…

Well I don’t want to be a hypocrite. Meat is delicious. My body needs it. Protein. It’ll be difficult to live without it… And I ain’t going vegetarian. However, I hope that animals can be treated nicely. I mean… it’s bad enough that they are butchered and slaughtered… they should at least have a ‘decent’ way of being killed. *bush* If there’s such a thing.

So I will still eat meat.. regulatedly.

Malakas ang ulan.

Nabasa ako ng ulan.

May kidlat at kulog pa na kasama.

Ang nakakainis… pag dating ko sa ortigas… WOW! Tuyo and kalsada! wala man lang bakas na umambon.

Hindi maka-relate and mga tao pag napapatingin sila sa palda ko na basa.

Para akong galing ng ibang isla. Hehehe…

At eto pa… tamang nakatapat ako sa aircon ng bus na sinakyan ko. Ayos.

Sa sobrang lakas ng ulan… feeling ko kinakausap nya ako at sinasabi nyang… “Hello, Ria. My name is Rain.”

I used to be a cry baby.

I would cry at the slightest provocation.

I cried when I was teased. I cried when I woke up and found out my mom already left for work. I cried when my ’sundo’ was late in picking us up from school.

I cry when I’m too angry to say something. I cry when I’m frustrated. I cry when I’m sad… when my heart is broken… when I’m disappointed at myself. I cry when I’m lonely.

And so I cried this morning.

Even though what I heard was not something serious. The feelings have piled up again I guess.

Oh~ but just like the other days… I’ll live. Just live.

Ria… where’s the gratitude man?!

I’m constipated again. Aaarrgghh..

And I have to blog about this?

Well… being constipated has its reasons. I think I always experience it whenever my best friend’s in town. Hehehe… Or whenever I go out with them. Coz going out with my HS buddies means eating and talking and eating… *^^*

It actually started last Sunday when after watching Prince Caspian (I heart you Caspian!), we went vegetarian and ate at Greens restaurant. I didn’t want to at first… coz I’m not a vegetable person. But hmmm… well Denise really knows me well and knows exactly how to lure me. Hehehe… She made me agree at the mere mention of “They have potatoes there~~” And so without batting an eyelash… I said “OK, let’s go!”

Hehehe…

I miss Denise and Camille. I feel sad about it. Because when you miss someone it means you don’t see each other that often, right?

Right!

Oh… but last night, they were such darlings. They ate pizza (they’re like pizza people) and went to my office to bring me some of what they had. It was a big pizza… like… uhmmm… I forget how many inches. They stashed four slices for me *^^* But the original size was really big! It was delicious too. It’s like pizza heaven!

But it’s not the pizza that I enjoyed the most. That was just a bonus… oh well and an excuse for them to see me. Hahaha… It was the visit that I really appreciate… though (as usual) I have to pass the cafe xocolat part… the 30 minutes or so of ‘rendezvous’ was worth it.

But I’m still sad… Because this might be Camille’s last visit before she flies off to France… But I can go to her in Davao, can’t I? Hehehe…. I must!

And so I miss them… and I will miss them… because… Denise is leaving too. She’s going to Dubai. Though they will just be out of the country for 2 years… Man! That’s still 2 years. A lot of things can happen in two years!

I got back to school and went AWOL in a year… got a new job in another… and well… that’s about it. Hehehe… And a lot of in betweens of course.

I’m really just waiting for the world to fall. But before that happens… I just want to thank God for the friends He gave me… who stuck with me through my *$$h0##3 phase… I just love ‘em!