uncle van’s cabin

I finished reading this novel, "the Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood." it actually has a movie version but I haven’t seen it yet. Even so, I would say that the book version is better.

I bought the book for only P60.00 at Gaisano Diplomat (it’s as good as new!) and was shocked to see  the same edition at Goodwill bookstore for P300.00! Imagine the difference!

I have lust for reading but not exactly for books. I have this nasty habit of carelessly throwing a book after I’ve finished reading it. I’m  after a book’s plot, its lessons, mysteries, secrets… I don’t collect books and I think that it’s better to just rent them. One reason is I don’t have a house so where can I store these books in case I’d buy a Stephen King collection? I’d rather store them all here in my coconut shell. Man, books can be expensive!

I’m glad we don’t buy books in grad skul but we have loads of photocopies!

There’s a big sale in Goodwill Bookstore but only for books that have below 2000 copyrights. I bought a book entitled the Miracle of Language that costs only P127.00. Thanks to the 68% discount hehe… I debated on whether I’ll buy the book about spiritual healing but I’m thinking about that reaction paper I’ll make on language acquisition so I bought the language book instead… When I arrived at the counter this kindly Manong insisted that I buy these two books (which was what my heart truly desired) but I’m not rich, ok?

I badly wanted to buy the Chicken Soup for the Expectant Mother’s Soul for my sister but they don’t have a sale for that… I’m broke now (and I’m saving for the rainy days, remember?)  But hey, I bought my sister this really neat maternity dress last Christmas…

My niece actually kicked my hands off when I tried to pat her hehe… strong little hussy… I’m one proud tita… I want her to be named Victoria Kristine after my Mom and I… Forget Marvic’s name, it doesn’t sound so cool heehee…

Cueshe’s gonna be here tomorrow! But I’m not sure if I’ll watch there mini-concert at SM carpark… Kate’s been asking me to go there. I remember three years ago, Inday Sara, Popsy and I watched Rivermaya there. It was fun but there were a lot of drunkards.

I’ve been singing Cueshe’s song entitled "Ulan" over and over again. It reminds me of lost love and broken relationships.

I’m singing it for "him." Should I name names? Oh well, he knows who he is…

Yay! I’m gonna be a TITA soon… I’m really excited. I’m really hoping that I’m gonna have a niece, but hey, a nephew would be great too. And of course, I won’t mind a double surprise! Ah well, I’m surely gonna be a doting Tita. I can’t wait to see the little one and just love HER (I want a niece, I toldya) to pieces! I’ve been hunting for baby clothes and all… My, my I don’t even know how to carry a newborn babe. Better start practicin’ now. (",)

I’m savin’ for the rainy days. Right now, I’m down with a cold again. My eyes are all watery and I couldn’t think straight.

I’ve received lots of blessings lately. I’ve been quite nasty taking them for granted and not counting them. Thank you so much, Big Guy! I often wonder when You’re gonna stop playing with me. I guess, this is Your way of letting me learn, huh? But this entry is gonna be short cos my nose is watery as well!

  Yes, our souls sure mated and out came our

offsprings; Vanilla and Matutinay ahaha!

I sure remember how orgasmic our conversations were, how passionate our laughters and how heated our dugsinganays…

We were children of the moon, noctural animals (bookworms!), puppets to our fates, slave to time and lovers of poets… adulteress and seductress,  vampish (as in vampire!) we suck each other’s blood till we both died and born again in that once upon a time Uy kingdomland…

If you’re reading this, give me a ring, you bitch! I miss you!

Dear blogders, I am not a lesbo, ok?

on second thought…

there’s a man in every woman and vice-versa…

oh well, go figure!

As we grow up, we learn that even the one person who wasn’t supposed to let us down would probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it’s harder everytime. You will break hearts too so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You’ll fight with your best friend. You’ll blame a new love for the things the old one did. You’ll cry because the time is passing too fast and you’ll eventually lose someone you love. So take many pics, laugh too much, love like you’ve never been hurt because every 60 seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you’ll never get back.

actually, text message ni sya… hehe.

Santeria by Sublime

I don’t practice Santeria
I ain’t got no crystal ball
Well I had a million dollars but I, I’d spend it all
If I could find that heina and that sancho that she’d found
Well I’d pop a cap in sancho and I’d slap her down
What I really wanna know my baby
What I really wanna say, I can’t define
Well it’s love that I need
My soul will have to wait till I get back
Find a heina of my own
Daddy’s gonna love one and all
I feel the break, feel the break, feel the break
And I gotta live it out
Oh yeah
Well I swear that I, what I really wanna know
What I really wanna say, I can’t define
Got love! Make it go
My soul will have to…
What I really wanna say
What I really wanna say, is I’ve got mine
And I’ll make it
Yes, I’m going up
Tell sanchito that if he knows what is good for him
He best go run and hide
Daddy’s got a new .45
And I won’t think twice
To stick that barrel straight down sancho’s throat
Believe me when I say that I got something for his punk-ass
What I really wanna know
What I really wanna say, is there’s just one way back
And I’ll make it
My soul will have to wait

…gee, i dunno why i love this song…

I spent my new year with my adopted sistahs, Tata and Inday.  I actually had a blast with them. Tata came home for the Christmas season and I’m so happy that she did. Inday’s friend, the super thin and super pretty and super in-love Carla (whew!) was also there so it was a party of five. Yes five, because Micmic was also there! We organised an exchange gift party for the last minute. Karen and Rio Anne’s supposed to join but they feigned lack of funds to be the reason that they can’t (aba!). So it’s just the five of us. I bought a mug for my SP (I won’t tell you the price hehe). T’was funny cos Micmic’s gift was SOO BIG, the four (girls) of us were each hoping that it’ll be our name that he’s gonna pick (Inday’s the lucky one). The picking part came, Micmic’s my SP so the mug with the working-out-smiley design (it’s really for him!) went to his kitchen table. Tata picked my name so I had the cheap photo frame as a gift *yuck! hehe*

There wasn’t so much "palupok" last night. I didn’t feel like it was New Year at all. But I was so happy to be with my friends. We did "pasirit," ate a little at Mic’s place then danced like crazy! More pics to come!

My classmates in high school were also there; Benito "Batuk" and Ken Lampitco. Ken said something that goes, "Dalaga kana gale Van…" I didn’t know if I’d be offended or flattered. Like hello? I’ve been menstruating for 10 years… In high school I was probably such a shortie that they didn’t consider me dalaga at all. No wonder my crush didn’t notice me. At my workplace, they’d still call me Baby Van when I’m obviously past the infancy stage (euphemisms, euphemisms!). In college, I was nicknamed Gloria (after our infamous president) behind my back and not because I had a boyfriend named Mike but because… yes, you guess it… because of my height. I’m very sensitive about my height so let me not dwell on that. But then, because it was New Year anyway, I took the opportunity to jump up and down (they said it’ll make you grow taller). Ah well, no harm in trying who knows I might grow even if it’s just 1 inch (1 inch means a lot already!)

Anyhoo, I’m really looking forward to have a challenging year. I was planning to make a long 2005 farewell letter to my friends but my eyes are drooping already so I’ll just say let’s make the best of this year mi amigos and mi amigas!

Goodbye, 2005! Hello, 2006!