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This song speaks to me in a majorly looped kinda way.
"Sober"
And I don't know
This could break my heart or save me
Nothing's real
Until you let go completely
So here I go with all my thoughts I've been saving
So here I go with all my fears weighing on me
Three months and I'm still sober
Picked all my weeds but kept the flowers
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Great big SIGH
Vangie says to me kanina, 'parang you're not you're usual chipper self lately. '
Gee, I wonder why.
Am tired. I just wanna do the work. No added drama na sana.
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AOY tomorrow. Can't wait for the party.
Booze, here I come. -
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A long-overdue realization:
I'm a f***ing disaster in the kitchen. :-( -
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Sunday night massages at Lotus are perfect.
There was a slight awkwardness though tonight because I ran into a boy officemate there and the Lotus people put us in adjoining rooms!
Kalowka. The thought that my officemate was semi-nekkid in the next room was a biiiiiiit strange ( Read more... ) -
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Saturday night ( Read more... ) -
Stranded in HK airport
So I've always figured I'm a pretty smart girl. I mean, I don't have a genius level IQ or anything but I'm not naman bobo.
Except sometimes I do things that, I swear, make me question my own intellect.
Case in point: I flew out of Mumbai early this morning at 5am and got in to HK at about 1:30pm. However, I failed to set my watch forward 2.5 hours ( Read more... ) -
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Every time I'm about to travel, like clockwork, my mom picks a fight with me.
Usually the very night before I'm supposed to fly out.
She starts up on me about how I'm always at work and even when I'm about to leave, I still can't seem to get home to just spend some time.
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In fairness, I did have a nice dream.
Ralph Macchio (aka Karate Kid) was in it and he was my jowa ata. We were at the beach the whole time with friends. The only weird part was the tuta with galis. I don't quite know how it fit into the picture.
Haha. It was pretty aliw though so I had a hard time waking up.
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A Date With Anti-Destiny
So, I just came back from The Thing.
Yes, I mean The Meeting of the Indian Boy, what else?
Hmm.
Let's see. Where to start?
Well, let's just say, it's quite apparent (as I knew it would be) that's he's not for me.
As in, SO not for me.
I don't want to say anything mean cos he seemed like a nice enough guy (if a little shy).
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Mark This Day
I always wondered when the day would come when my mom would set me up with some random Indian boy with the hopes of us hitting it off.
More importantly, I've dreaded the thought.
But lately, I haven't been very worried about it cos I thought my drunken begging last January bought me some time.
Well, I was wrong.
Mark this day: July 16, 2007 ( Read more... )