.:Friday, August 31, 2001:.

bump car

For couple of years now... I've been drooling to ride the frigging bump car. I can still remember the last time that I rode it-- I was with my kuya and ate. My kuya then was a brand new husband and a soon to be father. Hehehe.. I think it was closing time already and we passed by the Amusement Center and we got the urge to take a ride. It was just the 3 of us driving around and having fun.

I got this urged satisfied again. I think I rode it around 6-7 times. Kyle rode with me and I was out there having fun. Its as if I was back in grade school again.. Enjoying simple things! hehehe! I don't get mad when other people hit me or bump me.. I just laugh out loud or smile at the other person.. But I don't think I can do that in real life-- just try to bump me or hit me when I'm driving..- I'm going to give you hell. Kyle had a great time-- she loved every minute of it. Hey, I didn't hear her complaining..]:)Then we had some popcorn, soda and ice cream. I was surprised that the bump car costs 10 PHP only during school days and 20 PHP during weekends. That is 10 PHP per car. Then we took the horror train-- and there were these 3 youngsters and I think they're all gay. They got scared of my howling! Bwahahahha!! Their faces were bloodless and they were on top of each other. Thank god, I'm not coughing that much anymore! I got tired very fast though… I was exhausted. I'm afraid I'm going have a relapse. i had to rest....
posted by .:|[-koni-] @ 12:40 PM|:. +

kissing

One can do it sitting, laying down, and standing [God knows what other positions are available]. It can be a peck on the cheek, a smack on the mouth, a kiss on the hand, forehead…[and everywhere else]. Hehehe! It comes in many packages… friendly kiss, brotherly/sisterly, parental, and passionate kiss. To some, kissing comes naturally--- and some get too uptight that it's like they would be killed in a firing squad. Hmmm.. *thinks* what type of kissing am I going to talk about? a peck ? a smooch? a slurrp? Why don’t I discuss them all. A peck is a mere touching of your lips on a person's cheek. It creates no sound. It can be done on the hands and forehead. A smack is a loud kiss on the lips.. It's also known as "smooch". It's when you put your lips together to form a pout.. and kisses a person loudly right there on the mouth. Slurrp is french kiss. It's loud or quiet [really depends on who's doing it]. It's when you get your tongue to play a part in a swordfight! Bwahaha!! Dang.. I'm being nasty! And I like it! wooooo hooooo! Since I really got interested with the kissing stuff… I took my time researching. About what? About kissing of course. I found the following article. ]:)

› ›A Brief History Of The Kiss

A long time ago, scientists proclaimed that people found kissing pleasurable because when the two lips met during kissing, an electric current was generated.

We now know this to be completely untrue but new studies have shown that when two people embrace, hormones are released into the blood stream, which immediately induces a sense of euphoria when you feed on the sweetness of your mouth.

On a final note, let me stress that kissing does not merely involve the lips! A real kiss makes use of the tongue, that sensuous organ you can use to delightfully explore the inner reaches of her mouth.

This will be explained in further detail in out section on French Kissing. Let me stress that there is nothing wrong or sinful with kissing. It is completely natural and is a logical progression in any relationship.

› ›Further Kissing Technique (1)

When kissing, think about absolutely nothing. Better still, don't think. Let your mind blank out while you delight in the absorption of her drugging nectar. Begin kissing with your lips slightly parted, not zipped shut.

Remember to relax them and don't let them freeze up. That will really dampen the kissing experience. Do not start wet, with your mouth wide open and you're tongue sticking out.

› ›Further Kissing Technique (2)

Okay, so far I have gone through all the basic aspects of kissing, otherwise known as "lip" kissing. You may even have dabbled in using your tongue while kissing. Lip kissing is only the tip of the iceberg! If you do not widen your repertoire, your kissing life will be very dull indeed.

› ›The French "Soul" Kiss

French kissing involves the tongue. What you do with it, and what she does with yours, is a matter of preference. At the most cautious level, the tongue does in fact enter, only to dart quickly out thus ending the kiss.

The function was performed, and technically, the kiss can be defined as falling under the classification of "French Kiss."

Now, on the other end of the spectrum, you have the type of tongue which, to borrow a cliché from Star Trek, "goes boldly where no tongue has ever gone before".

The French kiss is the essence of kissing: capturing her mouth with desperate urgency, unifying your souls and thoughts with the mouth. By the way, contrary to popular belief, STDs cannot be transmitted via French kissing.

› ›Using Your Hands

Use your hands when kissing. Many people simply waste them when kissing by using them only as some form of supporting themselves. You could wrap them around her waist, use them to clutch her back or massage her scalp. Wherever your hands are, use them.

Slowly increase pressure or graze gently but in non-erotic zones, like the back, the shoulders, the arms. You should not use every kissing session as a prelude to sex. Sometimes, kissing just for the sake of kissing can be just as exciting as you absorb her very essence into your cells. Many men think of kissing as a a prelude to sex.

They keep thinking, "Let's hurry up. Then we can get down to the nice stuff" As a result, they rush through their kissing and do not get to fully enjoy the delightfulness of a long, drugging, kiss.

*disclaimer* the stuff about the history and the techniques are results of research, they are in no way based from personal experience. Hence, I take no responsibility if the said article proved to be false, or if in any way the said article affects the reader. I'm just not responsible.
posted by .:|[-koni-] @ 12:59 AM|:. +

darn

im frigging sick..

i can't write anything.. my mind is blank!
posted by .:|[-koni-] @ 1:34 PM|:. +

yey !

I just got home from our night out! ]:) My cousins and I pushed thru with our plan to go out, however it was not the original plan since the original plan was to go to a KTV and sing our lungs out with apple as the financer. Some difficulties happened and yet we were able to get over it.

We (Cecil, Len, Heisen, Jason, Jeff, Alan, Ma, Obin, Tita Gina, Tito Ernie, Heidi, Hasmin, Hergie, Ate Tina, and I.) went to Ratsky in Malate. Playing was Tribe Of Levi & Real Groove. I must admit that I was prejudiced when I heard from Jane that they are playing since we haven't got a chance to hear them before. This is the first time that my cousins and I went for a night's out [almost complete in attendance]. We had fun dancing and laughing our ass off. Hehehe! We invited few people to join to us.. And they were Jeff, 15 yr. old balikbayan from Austria and his tito Obin [I don't know the proper spelling]. He hasn't seen that much of Manila and he's going back to Austria come September 1…. Who else? Ma was there… and Alan too. They made the night really special and memorable for my cousins. This is something worth talking about for a couple of months. We missed Apple and Jeffrey….

We danced and danced and had some drink! Then we danced some more! Woooooooo hooooooo!! . I do hope that we can do this more often-- hanging out with each other, enjoying each other's company. Time to halt and have my rest.. nytnyt kulasisi….ooopsies, good morning to you. ]:)
posted by .:|[-koni-] @ 4:08 AM|:. +

rain

it's been raining for two days now... and i'm stuck here inside the house with nothing better to do than watch tv, read novels (im not in the mood to read past notes and school books), eat, laze.. and sleep. Manila is flooded already... good thing there is a sarzuela being held at the Senate, however, I'm frigging tired of looking at Ador.. Ping... and the others. hmm... i want to do something that i used to do when i was still a kid-- i want to go out and play in the rain. Getting chills from the wind. Making my lungs weak and scaring my mother of pneumonia.

When i was still a kid, i used to like the rain so much... but lately i only like the rain on several occasions. I like it when it is pouring so hard that school is suspended. I like it when it pours and my family and i are together. I like the rain cause i get to enjoy hot soups. I love to sleep when its raining.. staying between the sheets, making yourself warm and cozy.

I hate the rain cause it makes our road so muddy that i can't go out without fearing a mud being splashed at me. I hate it cause it makes me wet.. just when i needed to be dry. I hate it cause it causes electricity to be cut off. I hate it cause i can't go out. I hate it cause everytime i start to sing-- they always pour!! I'll go flood Manila more and sing! Bwahahaha!!

Maybe i hate the rain because i stopped enjoying it. demmit.
posted by .:|[-koni-] @ 1:04 PM|:. +

miracle

Just when my day was about to end, my ate called up and asked if I want to come with her to Ayala Museum. I asked what for and she answered "sama kay Gina sa Healing..". I was surprised that I instantly answered in the positive. So I hurriedly took my bath and fixed myself up since she's going to pick me up. We went there through public transportation. After a quite long walk-- we found the place. There were so many people inside. Old. Young. Babies. Singles. Married. I noticed that the people were very quiet. We would have gone inside immediately but then we have to go to the powder room and relieve ourselves first
Thereafter, we went inside-- not so many people are in line now since we arrived late. We get in line and wait for our turn. The visionary is young man -- only 2nd yr. high school from California. Gina told me that Allan knows if you're going to hell or not. I answered her that I know and I'm sure that I'm going to Hell [I'm still working on my visa for heaven]. I was really hesitant about all these, for I was there only to look around and witness for myself if there was really a miracle.

Ok, this is what I experienced-- when it was my turn.. I was asked to close my eyes, open my hands and my heart. I closed my eyes and quietly started a conversation. It's like a conversation with a long lost friend. Catching up with my life-- I informed her of all the things that's been happening… my fears and my dreams. I hear only my voice and the soft music. It's like I'm being cradled. Peace. Serenity. But no, I didn't faint or get hysterical. I was just there -- having a nice conversation. I felt that Allan had a hard time praying over me… Does it mean that I'm a bad person? And the fact that I didn't faint-- does it mean that the devil is still in me? Anyway, it was a nice experience. Tita Juliet showed us a small bottle of rose water -- water that smell of roses. I love its smell… we had a little chitchat with her-- she told us about several miracles like, water turning to oil- oil turning to rose water, unending supply of oil.. Angels.. Some kid getting hit by angel wings and falling feathers. Allan, the visionary -- well he's typical teenager-- and I can say that he is quite playful too. He seldom goes out because his schedule is so terrible. Early this morning, I woke up and realized that you don't need to see or witness a miracle to believe that it happen. The mere fact that I was able to attend it is a miracle in itself.

Miracles happen. Everyday.
posted by .:|[-koni-] @ 11:27 AM|:. +

writing

I can't remember when I started to like writing since I'm really not interested with vocabulary and sentence structure. When I was still a kid, we have this subjects called English & Tagalog Composition.. Wherein you have to write about a topic given by the teachers. Expound on it so to speak. That activity was repeated every year.. It starts in Grade 3 and end in High School. But in the college that I went to we still have to take at least 21 units of English including literature. Writing is an expression. It is something that is inborn I guess… especially good writing. It's an art, you need talent to do it right.

It has been a couple of months now since I started to get a daily tab of my life.. of what I'm feeling , of what I'm thinking. I write cause I feel like doing it. I write for my own benefit not for anybody else. Although when people read and like the stuff that I wrote, I really feel happy... It's an achievement. What does one need to come up with good write up? I'd say INSPIRATION. Experiences that is worth remembering. Whether good or bad, it's something that would motivate you to express what you truly feel. I write to lighten my load… to relieve myself from all the stress I'm having. It's when you get the chance to let it all out without interference from anybody. Needless to say, I love writing. Though there are times when the things that is surrounding me and the things that's happening to me become so stagnant and still that words became repetitious… the topic, boring. Well.. I just have to find a way to make each day different from the other.. Maybe I'll eat a whole live chicken today, eat fire tomorrow…

As long as I have an account and we got electricity plus the fact that my pc is still working--and I'm still alive, you'll hear from me.
posted by .:|[-koni-] @ 12:18 PM|:. +

commercial

rey a.k.a. Grouchy... thank you for leaving a message! miss u bro.. ingat sa saudi! hehehe! don't go too much sa sex channels , it's not good for the health.. bwahahaha!! paramdam ka!
posted by .:|[-koni-] @ 11:45 AM|:. +

la la la do bi do bi doo

Early morning when I was on my way home, I saw a rainbow. Such wonderful colors… it's been such a long time since I have seen one. Yeps… you guess it right. I didn't go home last night.

My friends and I met in SM MegaMall… our first agenda was to shop. My ate asked me to buy a couple of things for. Things I was not able to get since we got stuck in Tia Maria's. We had a talk regarding slight conflicts of my life. 2 pitchers of Zombie. And guess what kulasisi? I got drunk! Waaaaaaa!! Ahem.. Not that I made a mess or did some shameful things. I'm still in control of my senses. Thereafter, we went to the megatrade hall and met Ailes' uncle. Had some more drink… got drunk even more… then before we knew it, we were checking in Shangri-La hotel in Edsa. We really were excited 'bout it… it was, after all, a dream come true. The lobby is frigging nasty. Our room is nice, just like any other room-- we were on the 16th floor. The first thing that we inspected was the bathroom. And inside that room is our heaven. It got some radio.. lots of towels and basic necessities..oops , let's not forget the TuB. Bwahahahha! We had a bath , my friends and I , in the tub. It was a miracle that we were able to fit inside it. *snip* *snip* when I wore the bath robe.. I remembered Pretty Woman. ]:) I even thought that I'm about to die for how come God is letting me experience such bliss this early part of my life. Aheh! Anyway, such lovely things come with a price. I know it was a luxury.. But then.. Life is too short for you not to grab the chance and enjoy the moment.

Have you seen a condom for women? I did, it was made in Japan. It's a big condom.. and it has two rings… you have to press the bigger ring in the middle and insert it up there. Ayayay!! Such inconvenience…

Jane & Ailes.. talked some sense into me. They got points… in the end it's I who knows what will make me happy. It's I, who knows what I really want… in the end, it's still my decision. They can only guide me and support me. They pointed out that, in time, they can no longer be there for me.. for they'll be having their family and lead their own lives. And today, when I was going home and saw that beautiful rainbow.. I was so happy cause i know everything will be alright. The rainbow was an affirmation that God still loves me… after all, he made me see it, didn’t he?
posted by .:|[-koni-] @ 1:44 PM|:. +

truce

Truce is a time-out so to speak… time out from what? From anything… anything you want to keep your mind off. Anything you want to run away from. Either you stay or you break free. I dreamed that I should stay... But I'm doing exactly the opposite. Talking about stubbornness, I might be wrong or I might regret it later. But right now, at this very moment- it's the righteous thing to do. To start off my truce, I shall be meeting my friends at SM Megamall. I'll write about it later-- when I get home. Got to go…

Midterm week-- got an exam Monday in labor law review.. sheesshhh… got to cram all the frigging laws inside this brain!!! Goodluck to me!
posted by .:|[-koni-] @ 1:07 PM|:. +

savior

Today, just when I was about to die of boredom and depression--my phone rung. On the other end of the line is my savior - Niño. He lives all the way from Chicago. How did he know that I needed rescuing? It was great hearing his voice again… the last time we talked was Sunday I think. So, there... With the rain pouring outside and me dying of boredom. --I couldn't be happier to hear his voice. It's like eating ice cream on a hot summer day. He asked me how I was and I said that I'm not so fine since I'm having depression attack. So we talked for a while… well actually not that "while" -- much longer. We talked about his day and his work. I asked him about his "girls" … hehehe! Then we talked some more--- and some more. He asked me why I'm not going to school today-- I told him it's raining so hard I'd rather stay home and sleep. I hate the rain and he loves it. tsk! tsk! I asked him if he knows how to sing-- and he answered in the positive, I asked him if he plays the guitar -- and he does! I asked him to sing for me. So he grabbed his guitar and started playing. The best part of it all -- I get to make requests. Wooooo hoooo! So there, it's already late in Chicago that time and yet he sung for me-. Harana he serenaded me.. in term of the new millenium-- jamming.

When it got really late like 4 am (his time, 5 pm my time) he really has to go. So I said my goodbye and thanked him for calling me. "malakas ka sa akin"--he said … hehhee! He knows what to say. He said that I'd be fine and I'll get over it. I do hope so. And he asked me to pray for it. I told him that I stopped praying a long, long time ago. I think he's right… I should start to meditate on myself, my action. When I got all things straightened out. When I cleared my mind from all its clutter. When I find peace. I know no more attacks for me. Niño assured me that he'll always be there. I just wish he's not the type that breaks promises. Too many broken promises for me-- I don't need another one.
posted by .:|[-koni-] @ 7:09 PM|:. +

crazee

After a few hours of being separated, Jane and I were together again this morning. I accompanied her to visit her in-laws in Sta. Mesa. Thereafter, we went to Robinson's Place and stroll for a while. Not after a few hours of walking have I realized that my umbrella was gone. I'm so stupid, damn… now I got no umbrella! Waaaaa!!

When I was on my way home-- I remember this article I read about the crazy people "children of the full moon" It was a nice article… talking about the life of these people. Made me wonder how they are feeling and came up with the conclusion that they are luckier than I am. It sounds so stupid but it's true. Well… in a way I guess. They do what they want, when they want it, where they want it, how they want it.

There are times that I wish, I can do things without thinking how would that affect me or the people around me. There are times that I wish I didn't feel anything. Love. Hurt. Rejection. Hope. Sadness. Joy. Happiness. Sometimes its better to be Hard as stone. It's when you cover up your real feelings and feel N-o-t-h-I-n-g. There are times that I just want to open my eyes and find beauty in everything that I see and everything that's happening to me. But no matter how hard I try to look at things in a different perspective-- reality is such a painful asshole. In short, life [sometimes] sucks. There are lessons you have to learn the hard way. And those lessons make us very cautious when it comes with dealing with other people. Making it hard to trust and give your faith to someone for fear that later on you'll be betrayed or for fear that same thing will happen. Damn, such a crazy night I'm having… *sigh* it's one of those days… frigging depression attack. One thing I admire the "children of the full moon", they have no fear. I don't know with the rest of them but the ones I've seen-- they don’t fear anything. They live, laugh, cry, cry, laugh, & live. Life is as simple as that.
posted by .:|[-koni-] @ 12:28 AM|:. +

reality check

Hey, kulasisi… I missed you! ]:) I'm not sure where to start my entry. Not that I don't have stories to tell.. it's just that I'm having second thoughts on whether or not I should put it here. Oh, what the hell.. You can keep a secret, don't you? These are the thoughts that I have inside my head at this moment:

Life is unpredictable.
Fear is frightening.
Paranoia can be acquired in a day.
Loneliness sucks.
Love is beautiful.
A kiss can heal anything
I hate the rain (on some occasions)

Life is indeed unpredictable, you can never be too sure about anything. You have to stay focus and be cautious enough to be aware of your surroundings in order to enjoy the things that make you happy. Fear-- if ever there is a feeling that I want to get rid off, that would be fear, fear makes the heart weak and the mind unstable. It can make your insecurities as big as the sun. There are a lot of things going on inside my head right now.

At long last, bimbo and I have met -- finally. It's a long but beautiful story. Words are superfluous... So far, all I know is that he is nice, quiet… he loves reading…politics, history (he's into those stuff) and current events. There's so much left to be explored. Hope in coming days we'll get to know each other better. I would love to talk about him-- he is in fact one of my "avid" readers here (hehehe!) but then that would be another story, isn't it? This guy is really special.

"…someone promised that they'd catch me but then they let me fall and now I'm falling, falling fast again…maybe this time I'll have it all, maybe this time I won't fall…. when I fall in love…"

ps: i got this terrible mood swing when i was about to go home from school. I didn't like it- and i feel so stupid for thinking and feeling that way... *sigh*
posted by .:|[-koni-] @ 3:18 AM|:. +

celebrate good times

Jane & I celebrated our 4th year anniversary as sororal sisters yesterday. It was decided upon that we celebrate this year by going to a resort and swim. So Jane took all the trouble of looking for a perfect place. She was so excited to try her "floating" skills. Our very special guests were Dianne and Ailes. Judy was not able to make it, she attended a party the night before and got really drunk. We have encountered several problems along the way but nevertheless, we were able to overcome all of them. Just when we thought that everything is a-ok, things would come up and ruin all the adrenaline rush. Changing venue on the last minute.. People calling that they won't be able to make it. (Which really sucks…) we don't have a contingent plan since we got all excited with the thought of swimming. I went to pick up Jane at her place yesterday since we're going to use her dad's car (tasha). We went very early to Robinson's Place -- bought the cake, the pancit and other necessary stuff. Dianne finally decided (for fear of wrath) to come with us.

When we're about to pick Dianne up-- it rained so hard. I can barely see anything. And to top it all-- flash floods are everywhere. I HATE SITUATIONS LIKE THAT! Waaaaaaaa!! Zero visibility. I have to use the hazard signs and drive really really slow. Then the most dreaded situation of it all, having a stop sign in a flooded area. We can feel the car move with the waves of the water. I was really afraid that the water would get inside the car for it's going to mean nightmare. *snip* *snip* (fast forward) We were able to survive it. ]:) when we arrived in the resort and checked in. Had dinner and then headed for the pool. We used the slide in the kiddie pool- yes, you read it right Kiddie pool. It feels so nice to feel like a kid again. We had a hard time asking jane to try the slide. She kept on yelling and calling her mom. Hehehe! We stayed inside the pool for about 30-45 minutes, then we headed for our room and took our baths. After that, had a few drinks and talk. As usual-- the talks we had were educational, fun, and informative. *winks*

Ailes and I rode the MRT this afternoon on our way home. It was her first time to ride it. It was a hilarious experience. From the moment that we rode the bus up to the moment that we went off the train. We're planning to go to Boracay. Until the night before our cruise- this is just a dream.
posted by .:|[-koni-] @ 9:36 PM|:. +

beta sigma lambda

Today, batch 34 of beta sigma lambda sorority is celebrating their 4th year anniversary. The batch name: BRAVEHEARTS. Batch 34 is composed of Jane, Roxanne and Me. Time really flies…

Beta Sigma Lambda means brotherhood of leaders and scholars. Since we are a sorority -- then it's Sisterhood of Leaders and Scholars. I joined the sorority for the reason that I believed in their objectives and insights. The first and foremost of which is to make good, successful lawyers. Of course not to mention the privileges of having a "brother" or "sister" as a professor and the "sample" exams from way way back. It's not easy to join BEA. One has to undergo one week of service, mental examination that is composed of written and oral examination and of course, one must survive the initiation rites. One week service connotes that you will do all the things you are asked to do. You may be asked to deliver pizza, roses, chocolates and other stuff to the alumnae of the sorority. Dressed up in the way that your masters asked of you, you'll introduce yourself to your "Lady Master". Until you are accepted, you're not allowed to look at your Lady Master in the eye.. You have to be a step lower. The Lady Master has the right to ask you to do errands whenever she sees you. You are a slave after all, no personality, no rights. The Oral examination - you are asked by the master questions regarding personal life, your insights and academics. Ask you to recite the Law and define terms. Then you'll undergo "Last Supper" the last day of service, you get to eat dinner with the masters and just enjoy their company. It's a truce so to speak before the big day (initiation proper) . Initiation Rites: with the vow of secrecy I made to my sisters. I'm not going to write about that special day. After the said initiation rites, if one is accepted she will be under probation for a period of 6 months. So she can still be kicked out from the sorority.

Our batch name: Bravehearts.. I don't know why we came up with this name. All I can think of is that we were brave enough to apply. They didn't recruit us, we applied. We were brave enough to do that. Anyway, what past is past-- I can only be grateful that JANE is my batchmate. Why? *grins* when she uhmmm hits.. she hits good. Hehehe! Jane and I are going to celebrate our 4th year anniversary tomorrow. Where? We still don't know..
posted by .:|[-koni-] @ 1:35 PM|:. +

man of my dreams

While I was thinking of a topic that I want to write about-- I had to put the perfect music in order that I would be truly inspired so to speak. So I put the Enya CD on. And after track number 1, I had this thought that I should write about the man of my dreams. Ahem…

They say that people change. They evolve. And we do-- we grow up, we mature. When I was still young, I have set the qualifications for the person that I will love. You know? The good looking, brainy, funny, loving, real, "one woman man" qualification? Yeah, I'm guilty of that. I was that stupid. Hehehe! I actually believed that all my requirements would be met. I believed that such man exist.. And now after several years, I think it's ok to say that- THEY DON'T. Some guys are cute, they got nice smiles-- but when they talk, you know instantly they are a bunch of nutshells. Hollow brains. They are what you call hollowman! Hehehe! Some guys -- got a thing or two to say.. But they are so prim and proper that a trip in the library is one hell of a party. Some guys-- the ones who joke around even in the most inappropriate places. They are a step short to being a nuisance. I could go on and on…

Ok. Let's establish the fact that I'm n-o-t a raving beauty. So maybe I' m just expecting too much from this life. What the hell am I looking for anyway? The man of my dreams -- is someone who is cool, someone I can have laughs & talks with. Someone who will love my family-- and all I have (from my fish to my friends, dog and downfalls included…) Someone who enjoys doing things spontaneously. Someone who will bear with my stubbornness. Someone who's not a PLAYER. And the most important of all--someone who truly loves me. Someone who will love me despite my flaws and imperfections. I only got one reason why I'm looking for this kind of guy-- I'm the female version of all these (read it again, this time slowly so you'll get what I mean). Am I too demanding? Pleaseee.! Hehehe. A disclaimer .. it's going to be an interesting and fun-filled relationship. we'll fight and we'll make up.. we'll just make the most out of it. There's no such thing as a perfect relationship. Real people quarrel-- and it will take an extraordinary guy to tame someone like me. for i'm extraordinary too!! ( Look I got 6 fingers on one hand!! Haha!) ]:)~

posted by .:|[-koni-] @ 1:00 PM|:. +

prof villanueva

A funny but irritating incident at school last night. I was lucky enough to arrive early in school..I was able to make case digest which is to be passed to our professor in Labor Law Review. Our prof is Atty. Villanueva, and i don't know his first name. Of all my professors this semester he's the only one that treats us like grade school children. We would have quizzes and recitation every week plus the assignments. Last night, i was so blessed that i was able to make the case digest of the Vinoya vs. NLRC, RFC.. an illegal dismissal case. Not all of us have the so-called assignment-- so what happened to those who doesn't have case digest? They were asked to stand up for the rest of the period. They were asked to to write their names in a piece of paper and called for recitation. The condition of which-- once you get to answer correctly you'll be allowed to sit down and do the case digest. Isn't that a bit too much? Anyway , i think it's fine-- ( as long as i'm not the one standing ) hehehe.. made me remember when i was still in grade school. *sigh* Students must be diligent enough to know their obligations and responsibilities. Lesson to remember: 1. Ask your classmate about your assignment. 2. Copy all the assigns that you can. ( that works for me ) 3. Lend the ones that you copied to your friends. (hehehe)
posted by .:|[-koni-] @ 12:39 PM|:. +

etc…

Weekends are family time. It's the time that my family and I have lunch and dinner together. Meaning we are complete in attendance, stay in the house and enjoy each other's company. ..that is if we don't go out to the mall or attending some parties or some get together of that sort. This particular weekend (08-04 to 08-05) -- my family and I celebrated my grandmother's 81st b-day. ]:)

Saturday, we went to the mall for some errands and bought something for ourselves. My sister and I had a haircut and she bought sandals and a blouse. Although there was a pre-planned get together at Ailes' house, I have to count myself out because of the birthday and the fact that I have to spend time with my cousins. The last time that we saw each other was June I think. We got home late, our feet aching and our wallets-- Dry. Set back is that I think jane is mad at me again for not going. *sigh*

Sunday, we celebrated the 81st birthday of my Lola. We had some cakes and pancit and ice cream and kaldereta and Barbecue and chicken. As usual, some of my cousins have brought with them the GFs/BFs. (Dang when will I get to bring mine? - yeah! Hehehe!) I get to see Cecil, heard from her mom that she's staying out late! Haaaayy!! Party goer ever! She offered to give me an account. But no thanks the damn account is AOL. It's not working in our place. What else had happened today… hmm… got a call from a long lost friend… had a full stomach the whole day and my face is cracking up. Apple will give a blowout on the 25th of August. We're going to Malate and sing our lungs out. Hectic August huh? ]:)

posted by .:|[-koni-] @ 10:12 PM|:. +

no

no classes, no internet account! no life. boredom encloses me. I need someone to talk to! waaaaaaaaaaaaa!! jane? bimbo? edna? where are youuuuuuuuuuu!!! damn..
posted by .:|[-koni-] @ 10:57 AM|:. +

friendship

I just got home from a drinking spree (as always) with my friends. And boy.. what a session that was.. sexually stimulating and very educational. *winks* in fact I learn a thing or two. If ever Sex and the City is real believe me-- That's us! We can talk about the birds and the bees and say "obscenities" without flinching an eye. Hehehe! Hmm.. Enough about that.

Each and every friendship is unique. Each one is different. It has what you call-- distinctive taste. It's a miracle people with different backgrounds , different attitudes can actually spend time together- have fun and be friends with each other. You know-- actually liking each other without pretending. Having fun without pretensions. Isn't that cool? I got lots of friends but few close friends. My close friends-- the dearest ones, they are the ones that I share my few secrets with, I talk to my family about, the ones that knows the real me. Needless to say.. my ate is included in the list. Next would be jane, my bestfriend. I've known her for 8 years now. We've been together a lot. Through all those cheating, cutting classes.. And those stuff. I admire her bitchiness, generosity, strength, bluntness and carefree attitude. She's the jealous type-- what is hers is hers. No one can take that away from her- but she is willing to share. Hehehe! Next is Ailes, she is the hopeless romantic type. She is direct, certainly a bitch, blunt and clumsy. She reminds me of IONE. You know the girl punished in Greek mythology, the girl who is always on a journey towards something that is unknown. Diane not so many secrets was shared but I certainly consider her as a close friend. Diane never fails to make me laugh with her one liners. I love the way she dances. Cool Girl. Lastly, Judy, I've known her recently and there are a lot of things still left to be explored. Just like the rest, she speaks her mind- directly. She's a good dancer too.

These are the people that I spend time with. They make my life easier, fun-filled and interesting. Some say that we are alcoholics which is so untrue. It's not the alcohol.. it's the company. It's not the alcohol, it's the laughter shared. It's not the alcohol, it's the friendship. It's not the alcohol, IT'S US.I better go to bed, my allergy is giving me a hell of a time thinking! It's frigging itchy! =)
posted by .:|[-koni-] @ 4:06 AM|:. +

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