the last straw

Today is mommy's (grandma’s) 86th birthday. And I'm planning to eat dinner with Jayson.

I knew all along that it was a mistake complying with auntie Lea’s request to prepare for mommy’s birthday, i have to oblige no matter how reluctant I was because she's our Lola after all, and everyone was "busy". I knew that before I carry out stuffs, I have to seek approval to auntie Ging first. That was the protocol for years and not even a mere ME can change that. But I thought Mommy could finally see me and my cousin Abby as matured adults, capable of discerning and making sound decisions… but I still thought wrong. All these hierarchy of reporting and obeying has sucked me all up for years that now I decided to drop everything in mid-air.

Ok, here’s what really happened. We have called quite a number of hotels and restaurants around the metro and sought approval to our aunts and uncles the day before. We also asked Mommy if she likes the place too, “You decide” she replied. I was so eager to skip review the next day to make all the necessary arrangements, Abby obliged to accompany me sacrificing a planned outing with her girlfriends (you wouldn’t want to miss outings!).

The morning after that, before going to Grand Men Seng (we decided to conduct the party there), we kissed mommy goodbye and informed her that were going to the hotel today when ‘lo and behold!!! She told us to call auntie Ging first. We did call her *a scene was already playing inside my mind*. She mouthed the exact words I heard from her last year. “ Inquire blah.. blah.. blah..”… And as usual, I never heard of the place before, she told me to contact her son which I decided not to do but I hushed the word OK just the same. That was the last straw. I texted auntie Lea that I will never help in the arrangements again and went to ukay-ukay with Abby to calm our raging souls.

This was actually not the first time it happened, but all those things in the past has piled up like a trash that if continue to collect it, I would know that it cannot bring back respect to my dignity. So I decided to play tough, its not that hard really and I’m enjoying it now *except when I have to pass by their door step and pretend that I didn’t see them*… It’s better like this really, I guess being plastic is not in my system…

P.s. Happy birthday mommy! I’m sorry I can’t go to your party. I will be sick this evening that I have to breathe in fresh air for a change. I wish you all the best in this world. Really. I mean it. And I still love you. But I guess, now is not the time to stitch it up when your party has what caused it all…

i ♥ these

I love their interpretation of the song " BLEEDING LOVE". The way Chelsie danced like she was going crazy over love paints the true picture of what's going on inside a girls' mind going gaga over boys.. eeerrr.. men.



Aside from the fact that the chick looks like my long lost pseudo-sister (boohoo she wasn't able to teach me to groove like that), I fell for their dance moves *obviously*... Tell me who would dare disagree with me?



My favorite amongst the three. That is one lucky gal. How can she be both pretty and talented?.. and I have to concede the guy is cute plus he dances way too hot too! sigh

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i don't know about you, but i hate it when we fight or when you act so cool when I so want you not to. I know you're sensitive and I know I'm not but I can get hurt too you know...

another post for you...

... because you get THRILLED when I write about you. :P

Remember when we were just sitting side by side on our sofa at home just holding hands? That was the night before you talked to mama and papa on cam. You said we will grow old sitting in our favorite chair at our own home holding hands like what Elie and Carl usually do on the movie UP. We were thinking of the same thing that instant.

I learned quite a lot in that movie. "The most boring of things are sometimes the most often that we remember when its gone" and that "life isn't about seeking for an adventure, the life that you are living right now is an adventure itself if you live it right"

I realized that just sitting near to you is perfect bliss itself, and I could never ask for anything than having an adventure with you for the rest of my life. ( Yup! sitting in a comfy sofa, hands intertwined, with our home-made swiss milk is what adventure is for me now). :)

Joke part2

Walking along the deserted downtown street feeling the warmth of his hands on the coldness of mine...

Jayson: Beh... may alam ka bang libingan dito?
(baby... do you know any cemetery around?)

Me: Ha? nganu man?
(Huh? What for?)

Jayson: Kasi kailangan ko nang paglilibingan ang puso kong patay na patay sa'yo.
( Because I need to bury my heart that's dying for you.)

I was laughing so hard and thought that even if he tells me all these hackneyed words all our life together (even with osteoporosis, cataracts and all), I will still be laughing this way at him because I know he means it just the same.