prexypinoy to the world

Mama, next year na... And she was like, "Are you sure? Why?" Wow! At para naman kaming nag-usap ng aking pagpapasakal, este pagpapakasal noh? Ngunit sa di mawaring dahilan, siguro'y ganun na nga ang parang nararamdaman ko. Yun bang, excited na medyo natatakot? Yun bang Handa na pero may ideya pa ring umatras? Yung ganun. Pero hindi, hindi kasi dapat magdalawang isip sa mga panibagong hakbang na tatahakin. Sabi pa nga, "when in doubt, don't do it"... Eh paano nga kung susundin ko yun, ano nalang kaya ang mangyayari sa buhay ko? Mananatili akong naka hang sa ere. Hindi alam ang gagawin, nakalawit ang dila, magulo ang buhok, blangko ang ekspresyon at walang kabuhay buhay ang mga mata. Ang sagwa! Naiisip kong siguro ay panahon na. Hindi na naman ako bumabata at kelangan ko ng matutuhan at makilalang maigi ang aking sarili. Isa itong sugal, napakalaking sugal na lahat yata ang itinataya. Siguro nga'y hindi wais ang ideya kong ito. Ngunit sino nga ba ang makap...

Para kang tae, di kita kayang paglaruan. Define Cheesy. Parang nauuso ang pagiging keso. When someone tells you something like, "you know, para kang alarm clock..." and you would say, "Bakit?" then he tells you, "kasi ginigising mo ang natutulog kong puso", it is corny right? But then something inside you feels a little more than glad. It feels good. And sometimes you would wonder, this guy is such a player. You would want to forget his pick up lines, get busy with momentary duties and yet when you remember what he said, you just couldn't help but smile. (babaw ba?lol) Anyway, I was able to watch MAG as in My Amnesia Girl. I first thought it was a so-so movie. You know how Pinoy movies are, super predictable. But then, this one got me going. I couldn't help my smile and laughter especially on the batuhan ng lines part. Palaban si Irene eh. And I must say such a career development for Toni G, who I've known, is not much of a on-screen kisser act...

I don't get it. Every time I hear his name, I only have the word, "IRRITATION" written in my mind. My veins have mind of its own, the blood rushes through channels and would stagnate inside my brains. It takes awhile to regain my sanity. I feel really bothered and feels capable enough to destroy a hollow block in one karate chop. (violent eh noh?) Oh really, I don't want to sound as if I'm that sporty because I know I am not. (I have accepted that) but this guy is so capable of making me feel these sensations. Mygosh! Makakalbo ako sa kakaisip sa kanya. The nerve! Okay, I could not discount the fact that we've been friends. Long ago, yes we did. And somehow, we shared moments and memories I am supposed to cherish. What went wrong? I don't know. I just realized one day, something has gone wrong. Our ways drifted apart. Maybe I lost the connection, or maybe I must've realized he has something within him that's so weird, the kind that you would dread ...

Fantastic! Being in a place where 99% are strangers is something new and exciting. My eyes would grow its widest just to observe how these strangers act in their own land. I would enjoy sitting by the pavement and looking around. My mind would do its wander and I would forget what time it is, where I am and how I was able to get there. I am lost in my observance. It's like travelling into a place where all you have is yourself and your English. And of course, some money to get by. It's like dreaming but you'd find yourself lost in the vision of your dreams as it comes to reality. So, Malaysia was what I kinda envisioned. The place, the view, the language and of course, the bigger component, its people. Kuala Lumpur is like a hybrid of the rich and the poor countries. It stands in between. It has in it various religion, various culture and economic wisdom. (Why economic wisdom? Currency at 14php equivalent, streets wide and smooth, It's like PH's upgraded version) Fo...

Twists and turns, buckets of rainwater, plane leaving, lost touch... Haah! Few of the things we experienced in both countries abroad. Gosh! whenever I remember everything, I just couldn't help but feel the tension building up again and again. The pressure and the sweating is too much in a day's work. Singapore was awesome. What made it more wonderful is the fact that we are all first timers in Singapura. Delightful! Imagine my eyes go round everytime I look into the menu and bring in my calculator to convert the price for a piece of bread filled with veggies and a pour of mayo. I couldn't help myself from thinking how many kilos of rice would my one burger meal cost in the Philippines. Horror is felt when every time we find that the MRTs are closing since we were still out at 12am. The taxis would be costing much as 50% is added to the original metered fare. My mind would go down the distance to compute conversion. And I thought to myself, if I were to stay there, I guess I...

Glitters, feathers, laces, rhinestones and stick glue: A way to ward off being blue! So here it is again, our every-two-years company Christmas party! Woohoo! Although, I don't expect a lot of spectacular activities in store as well as spectacular cuties come storming the gathering, I am hyped up for the event. This is once in a blue moon. This is something grand, a party thrown by the biggest and brightest bank in the Philippines (ahem, biased? haha) Two years ago, we had the same event but with a different theme. That was Disney- inspired, something animated like a cosplay. I came sporting a sailormoon outfit (which I am so proud of coz I made it myself, with regards to eye bags the next morning) while all the others came with outfits rented from party hosts and children party's attractions alike. This year is much of the sophisticated, mature and mystical effect, everyone is expected to be in black with a stunning mask on! Fabulous right? Well, It can be more fab if it's...

Yeehaw! November's here and one thing defines it: MAJOR TRIP! You can tell how excited I am. I'm feeling dandy as days grow closer. It's this emotion you feel, when somebody you're attracted to says Hi! and even stays for awhile to talk to you. It's the same feeling when you receive your first text message from him telling you, how lovely you were or perhaps, telling you how he enjoyed the talk you had early on. But even if the text message would just read a simple "Hi!" or ":)", you just can't stop yourself from saving it or categorize it to a new folder labeled under his name. (Not guilty! haha) It's this feeling when a call would mean so much to you even if what you say is always, "Hello" or more of, "hahaha" or a simple "yeah". It's intoxicating. It is so much refreshing. It's like a breath of fresh air from all day's airconditioner occupation. Surely, this is something to look forward to. And...

Whoa! Hold it right there! I am not sure if I'd be feeling little cute, flattered or annoyed. Because obviously, I am surprised to know something from the past. So there, there goes my former classmate coming out from nowhere asking me stuffs I am not sure if I'd be willing to answer. But as politely as I can I still answered him. And he told me something I am surprised to know about... He asked if I was okay, and I said yes, fine and quite busy. He then asked what I am busy about, I told him, well ordinary everyday life. He then followed up and told me that I am busy with my bf and I just laughed. I don't wanna answer stuffs like that, come on! Then all of a sudden he asked if I can be courted, and I was like? huh? Then he said, and this struck me, "You are nice, others might not have seen that, but I did", "I might court you, if only to continue my HS plan". Whoa! That's too much! Mygosh! and I was like, "what was your HS plan?" he replie...

Weddings... All I can picture is bliss. The excitement, anxiety and perhaps challenge. One of those thoughts, I know, worth living for. Blame it to the various prenuptial pictures I've been browsing these past few days. I mean, you know, the photographer really captured the inner emotions. I felt how they feel. I felt I was in the picture. Someday, I'll have mine too. It made me imagine my future prenuptial. Perhaps, I can marry young. I want to. It's possible, isn't it? Marrying at maybe, 24 or 25 or 26? Wow. Seems to me, I'd be marrying next year... handa na kaya ako? But the bigger question is, Saan na ang groom ko? haha My friend and I talked about our future partners, the more I imagine him, the more I am convinced that I need someone who can be my best buddy. Someone I can hangout with, perhaps share my deepest emotions, share part and parcel of my day and share the littlest of my travels. Someone who can be a really really good friend, ride in my mischiefs, l...