4.05.2006


what a saturday. we was eating adobo for ulam.

but it was our version of adobo. because we was poor, only toyo, mantika, asin and suka is present in our adobo.

but it's ooh-kay.. for me i think.

because that night, i called my best. and she told me she wants me to come with her. where? to hardrock cafe. whoa for me, holla.

yes, because it was about jay. they need to meet because jay wud be leaving for work. gigs in other cueshe' places. they will rock and hypnotize and twist the minds of the people who would be present in their presence. *redundancy....

..like what they did to me.

not exactly tho. maybe i just learned to not hate them soo much because jay was so nice and he's nicest to my best. they were sweet like candy pops and they were close like my butt cheeks.

and they sang me-likey songs. me-likey. that punky punky song pishy sings.

oh, oh. before i forgot, i passed thru the Php500 worth entrance just because of my signature. go figure.

and so, and then. i ate a big, yummy, supahdelicious cheeseburger (which i truly truly loved) and some big slices of well-fried french fries. (while margo was sipping her rootbeer float which i wished filled my stomach too)

well, we was not about to order because food there cost an arm and a leg for me. but due to my persuasion (that adobo), and my teary-eyed pity-me stare, yes we did order. although i never tasted rootbeer. too bad, i feel sad. :(

anyhway, we talked and i found out juicy facts that i am to keep. haay juicy, big, lumpy secrets. i hate being a secret-keeper. i am loaded of secrets, i tend to forget. i think they caused the memory lapses.

well, that's it. the gig was over in a jiffy. and we had to go home. i had to go home. they had to do the -i-will-miss-you- bonding.

haay i just rmember i saw that feeling, like it's there and it's very evident. that feeling that it's very hard to date a rockstar. cause rockstar's ass are bein kissed and you shouldnt mind that, and rockstars kiss other people and even if you stand right there at that very corner w/o anyone to mingle with, you shouldnt mind that. people will not recognize the girlfriend if she doesnt do anything hilarious/pathetic enough to displease the mass. there.

and right, 'twas over. im still in a daze, starstrucked? yeah right, cueshe' what the hell, bash them, throw tomatoes, rocks, and used panties at them but hey, they're still famous. jay IS famous. and I mingled with a famous person. and he IS my best's other boyfriend.

oh what the ohmyoh.

it was sweet he called a cab for me.

but i still dont like like them. i just don't hate them that much anymore.

stress it: don't hate them that much anymore.



give me siomai.
x 3:30 p.m. x

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misshell aka mike aka michiko aka june::

i was born on Sybil's birthday at 3:15 am.

i reside in an almost inhumanely tiny roomie with a toilet room shared by 17 other boarders. 17 is unlucky for me.

i work at nowhere as of the moment. i just draw.

i own a multi-colored bead bracelet with a red lace.

i eat rice once a day, and i shit every two days.

i love watching pishy do the 3-5, i wonder when can i have my own load.

i hum share the shower with someone very closely related to me.

i can't sleep without brushing my teeth.

i want to eat shrimp sandwich, NOW.

i sigh, yawn and scratch my head when i'm bored.(don't we all do?)

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.

*kunwari seryoso*