Pass.

June 8, 2006 at 4:38 am | Filed under ditz drivel, joyful girl, technicolor lover

Once again, my insecurities kept me from trying out things that I’ve always wanted to do. Last week, an acquaintance asked me to VTR for his band’s next music video. It so happens that the video is for my favorite track off of their album (’Oo‘, le sigh). Being me (and in typical Filipino fashion), I replied with a “I’m shy. And I’m fat.”

The VTR was yesterday. I didn’t go. Another one was set, this time at the director’s house. I’m still not going.

Just like last year, when I was invited for a print ad go-see for a friend’s brother’s clothing line. My excuse was that I was too busy with school—- which was the truth. I was thin and tanned that time, just swamped with school work. Anyway, the billboard came out some months ago and the first time I saw it along EDSA, I giggled to the best friend: “my face should be up there.” :P

I need strawberries. And liposuction. Then maybe my confidence and body image would exponentially increase. ;)

On to D. He’s here, yay! I don’t know what’s up his ass, though. He’s been acting somwhat boyfriend-y, which is prompting me to act accordingly. This isn’t good, because I know I’ll end up stepping into “don’t go there!” territory (otherwise known as ‘looooove’). “Why do you have to be in your underwear in your Friendster photos?”, “Why aren’t you texting me?”, “Who’s that guy?”, “What is he to you?”, “Why are you avoiding my questions?”.

Or maybe it’s just ego. His.

Crossing my fingers for Friday night. Him. Me. Pizza. My place. Please.

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FLY ME AWAY (on an ae-ro-plane)

June 4, 2006 at 2:37 am | Filed under a waste of human capital, ditz drivel, technicolor lover

Just one more sale, and I earn an extra 1500 this week. Please. Rent is expensive :P (And our commission scheme sucks).

I. Am. Sick. It’s either because of the physical hell I put myself through during my birthday, or this is my once-a-month sinusitis attack attacking. The weather isn’t helping at all. And the fact that I can’t stop smoking and having my it’s-becoming-daily tall mocha frap light? Uh-huh.

And because I am a sickie, I am extra-irate today. Shall I keep a tally of how many times I’ll be screaming “STFU!” at my callers? While on mute, of course.

If there’s one thing I REALLY need to buy for my condo unit, it’s thick curtains. It’s been raining hard these past two nights and let’s just say my windows aren’t doing a good job of keeping the rain out. Sponging the floor isn’t very fun.

D dropped by my place this afternoon and I seriously need to get a bigger or sturdier bed. Having a 6 foot 3 man sleeping on my single can’t be too good. I feel sorry for my bed springs. Of course, I have nooo idea how I’ll propose “I need a Queen” to my parents. Rawr.

An hour and twenty-five minutes to go before D gets here to the office. I need a hug. :(

Crap, Aa got me a regular frap and not the light one. Sabotage, I tell ya!

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Hello world!

May 22, 2006 at 3:08 pm | Filed under ditz drivel

Let’s get this wuss on the road.

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