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Wednesday, August 31, 2005
BFF!
 it's Way Back Wednesday again... and the theme is Best Friends Forever! i hate it that i only brought so few pictures from my past to HK... bah!  this is in our junior year. it was a XMAS party in school... one of us is missing 'coz she was already vacationing somewhere... this is me and one of my best friends, Farrah. we've known each other since kindergarten and she made me cry at least once when we were younger. actually, i've known the rest of our clique since kindergarten! we're all still great friends... eventhough we're scattered all over the globe. this was me and my college best friends inside a photo booth. there are actually four of us in there but the fourth got trampled somewhat.;) a fifth BFF should be there... (miss you, tessa!) and of course, my ultimate BFF (best friend with benefits... you've already won me over, in spite of me...)! LOL! me and hubby when we were still in college. i think i was a sophomore here and i have yet to get my eyebrows trimmed. ahhh... we were so thin back then, me and my marshmallow.so, did you play? head on over to Mama Duck to tell her that you played! -prescribed by-  @5:17 PM -21 came for therapy session-
Monday, August 29, 2005
Lost In Translation
a.k.a. Close Encounters of the Weird Kind okay, last friday, i went to Aberdeen to pick up my cheque. robert was in china for an overnight business trip, so it was just anya and me. after i encashed my cheque, it started raining hard. i decided that we head to the nearest mcdonald's for shelter and some lunch. when we got there, the place was full. not jampacked but all of the seats were taken. i'm used to this by now. most hong kong-ers eat out so fast food chains and restaurants are always brimming. anyway, as i was scouting for an available table, a middle-aged guy waved at me and pointed to his table. when i approached him, he started speaking in cantonese so i had to explain that i didn't understand him. i asked him if he was offering his table to us, which was good for two people. he replied, yes and i smiled and thanked him. he got up and i told anya to take a seat. the guy suddenly asked me in english, "could you carry her on your back?", pointing to anya. i was very confused by this so i asked him to repeat the question, so he did. and he kept repeating this question. i kept answering no and what do you mean... thinking that maybe he's translating his cantonese wrong. but he kept pointing to anya then pointing to his back while repeating his question. i was totally freaked out. then, he pointed outside to the windows and said, "because it's very dangerous outside." and then, he asked me again if i could carry anya on my back. i grabbed anya, told him thanks but no thanks and walked away from him very fast. okay, somebody explain to me the logic of this "encounter". he clearly could speak english and why would he gesture towards his back if he wasn't indeed asking me if i could carry my seven-year-old daughter on my back? second, if he was concerned about our safety 'coz it was raining outside, why the heck would i carry anya on my back? wouldn't that be more dangerous for us? i mean, anya's not a baby anymore and not a pixie... to carry her even in my arms is a precarious situation. besides, i was wearing heels. so, my blogfriends... was i just paranoid? or did he inhale too much big macs so he's not thinking straight? what would've you done? -prescribed by- @11:36 PM -22 came for therapy session-
Saturday, August 27, 2005
Christopher
some of you who've visited me regularly must have read my posts about my sisters. as adults, the three of us are each other's best friends... but as children, it's a rare day in our home if there weren't any bickering going on. xtne and xtla, who are eleven months apart, usually team up against me... the youngest, about four to five years younger.
it just so happens that i had a stronger ally. his name is christopher. he is our older brother... the sibling the three of us had to live up to... the apple of my mother's eyes... and probably the genius (after me) in the family. the first thing you'll notice when you walk into our old home were his gajillion school medals hanging above the piano.  (xtessa, dad, mom, christopher) we are generations apart. if i was all about the 90's, he's the 70's... or at least, early 80's. he crushed on phoebe cates and, if i remember correctly, he aspired to be the next bruce lee. when i was in first grade, he came home for semestral break from college, and he surprised me with my first barbie doll. it was a big deal for me back then because barbie dolls were rare in that little island i lived in and none of my classmates had them yet.  (vance and christopher) it was funny to see some of the girls in town get a crush on him. my mom said that my brother is really picky when it comes to girls... i think, he never really had a "real, serious" girlfriend until he met my sister-in-law, vance. (JD, xtla, christopher, vance, xtessa, dad) on my senior year in high school, he became a father for the first time. i guess it was a bittersweet time for him 'coz he was in new zealand while my sister-in-law was with us. my dad got to deliver his first grandchild.  i rarely get to talk my brother now. he lives in california with my sister-in-law and their two sons. i was envious of xtla 'coz she got to visit him and his family last year. but the good thing about big brothers... they'll always be there for their little sisters no matter what.HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CHRISTOPHER!!!  *********************************** dear kuya, it's been, what, 10 years since we last saw each other? i do hope that we get to see each other soon. the cousins should meet...;) thank you for all the help you've offered and given. it's very much appreciated... i'm fortunate to have a big brother like you. smile more often... nauubos tuloy buhok mo sa kakasimangot mo. ehehehehe! happy birthday! love, tset -prescribed by- @5:13 PM -15 came for therapy session-
Friday, August 26, 2005
Friday means...
 ... so i went around the neighborhood and took some photos!*The eyesore of the neighborhood: well, eversince i moved to hong kong, there hasn't been a time when there wasn't any kind of construction going on... it could be something about the road, or the sewers, or a new building being built. not only is it an eyesore, but it's also migraine-inducing especially when they start drilling!   *A photo taken secretly: okay, i took this photo earlier while i was riding on the bus. a guy who was seating in front of me was reading Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince... and i stole a shot... was a bit nervous... was freaked out thinking, "what if he suddenly turned around?!"... oh, and he farted, too.  this is a shot of my husband just as he was taking a mouthful of chocolate cake. and yes, he eats it straight from the container... no need to slice it. chocolate cakes never lasts for long in this household!  *The most interesting/funny sign in your area: there are a lot of funny signs here in hong kong, especially the english ones. wanna eat at a nice restaurant? well, why don't you eat at THE Nice Restaurant?!  Nice Restaurant not nice enough? well, be a dear and join me at Dear Restaurant!  there! assignment done! tell me if you played and check others who joined at Kristine's! -prescribed by- @9:54 PM -29 came for therapy session-
Thursday, August 25, 2005
The Happiest Place In Hong Kong
in my past entry, i mentioned something about a surprise for anya... well, yesterday, i got to bring anya to Hong Kong Disneyland for its "rehearsal day". it doesn't open until September 12.
first, i'd like to thank G and C (and their friend, Rony) for passing on the soft-opening day tickets... sana pagpalain kayo ng Diyos at magbunga ang inyong pagjo-jogging! ahahahaha! she was very confused in the beginning. i told her i was meeting a friend somewhere but she couldn't understand why we were riding the MTR train for Disneyland.  "my mother's very cruel" was probably going through her head as i told her to pose in front of the entrance.  she wanted to leave 'coz she probably felt like a rabbit with a carrot dangling in front of her face. let me tell you, her face lit up like christmas morning when i said that we are actually going inside! anya traded her princess cap for minnie mouse ears... and off we went.  we got to go on the Dumbo the Flying Elephant...  and Buzz Lightyear Astro Blasters where we reached the rank of Pilots.  we got to see the Mickey's Philhar Magic Orchestra, a 3D show that rocked anya's world. she especially liked it when we got sprayed by the "champagne" from Lumiere's "Be Our Guest".  we also caught the musical "The Golden Mickeys" where Anya saw most of her favorite Disney characters. i got a little miffed as the show proceeded in Cantonese. at least, songs were in English.  her favorite was Beauty and the Beast while i got to enjoy Tarzan doing Cirque du Soleil on those ropevines. we also caught the Disney On Parade... look, elves, i mean, dwarves!  anya posed with some of her fave characters...   then we got on the Disneyland Train that goes around the whole resort.  anya was so tired that she was the one who asked if we could go home already even when i asked her if she wanted to catch the "Festival of the Lion King" show.  there were long lines, we were sticky and sweating by the end of it all... it was ridiculously hot and humid, rain came and went... and my feet got blisters from that walking... but it was all worth it... because with me yesterday was the happiest girl on earth.  -prescribed by- @6:10 PM -26 came for therapy session-
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Back to School
 it's Way Back Wednesday again... brought to us by the ever hilarious Mama Duck! the theme this wednesday is "Picture Day" when we were still in school. well, as usual, most of my childhood photos are hidden in a box inside one of my mom's closet... so i bring you the next best thing. i was in 2nd grade here and just received the sacrament of Holy Communion. so innocent, so meek and mild... that white thing i had on is actually our school uniform. i wore it from kindergarten to my senior year in high school! i was in 4th grade here... and i can't recall what my performance was here... i remember though that i befriended the exchange student from Seattle that day. this was taken during our christmas party in school, one of the few occasions where we are allowed to wear casual clothes and not resemble the nuns who run our school. i was in sixth grade, most probably 12 years old. in our school, we are required to wear our P.E. uniform every friday. this is our P.E. uniform, a white shirt and navy culottes. again, i was in sixth grade here... my hair looks odd 'coz i'd just gotten rid of a hideous perm that was forced on me by my mother. lastly, this photo was taken when i was a junior in high school. here i am with my clique in that uniform again, looking as if we were planning on entering the convent... HA! ehehhehe! the seven of us are now scattered all over the globe!-prescribed by- @11:27 PM -16 came for therapy session-
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
Woohoo!
i'm dancing the dance of joy as my work is finally done! woohoo! i'd even dance some more if i get paid within the week. mama needs some retail therapy!
i'm also excited about tomorrow. we have a surprise planned for anya but i'm not getting my hopes up till i get there. i know, i'm weird that way. thanks to our friends G and C for making it even possible. hopefully by thursday, i'll be posting all about it. anyway, i still have a lot of catching up to do. i'm way behind in my blog-reading... and way behind in watching my fave reality shows. i've been avoiding Ficken Chingers and that couple from Texas lest they post something about BB6! ehehehehe!!! sorely disappointed with Kaysar, really... i've also pressed the pause button on rockstar:INXS. i'm rooting for Mig, but Guppyman pointed out something on his previous post... and i kind of agree... so i don't know if i either want Mig to win first or second place. this is one of the things about working at home. i mean, sure, i don't have to deal with incompetent officemates or an asshole of a boss, and i don't have to wake up on the break of dawn... but, it's hard to separate home life and work. i usually end up working when anya and robert are asleep, that way, i could fully concentrate on work. but, by the next day, i'm so tired and sleepy that my home life suffers. ah... the things we have to endure to put food on the table. **************************************** last sunday, we went to anya's new school for the parent's orientation. let me tell you, the chinese really thinks of everything... down to the last details. they gave us notices on bringing an extra pair of socks when it rains to putting names on our kid's pencils... down to the itty-bitty details . i mean, i don't remember having any parents' orientation in our old school. anya also took some sort of aptitude test to determine which class she'd be in, the smart class or the not-good-enough-to-get-you-in-the-smart-class class. when i asked her if she got the answers right, she replied, "of course i got it right!" in that haughty tone of voice as if i was being ridiculous to even think otherwise. hmmmm... sometimes, i don't know if she's well-rounded or over confident... oh well. p.s. check out the new look of Adventures In Cyberia! -prescribed by- @2:33 PM -12 came for therapy session-
Sunday, August 21, 2005
Dear World
stop. let me catch my breath. stop the bump and grind of the buses and cars. stop the wails and cries of the babies. stop the hiss and spit of the angry.
there is so much of you out there, let me catch up to you. i am overwhelmed with all that surrounds me, it engulfs me with confusion. slow down for a little bit, let me catch up to you. let me enjoy the rain as it washes away the dirt from yesterday. let me enjoy the sunrise as i contemplate on its infinte possibility. let me envelope myself in my daughter's laughter. let her youthfulness take me back to a time when the summer nights went on forever. dear world, wait for me. let me catch up to you. you are moving just a bit too fast for me. there is so much of you i still need to explore. wait for me. there is beauty i have yet to see. -prescribed by- @7:30 PM -20 came for therapy session-
Saturday, August 20, 2005
Classes Begin
classes begin at University of Cyberia! meet the latest addition, the Witherwings! from the left is Marie from The Single Scorpio, Diana of Pieces of Me and Tee of Spilt Milk!
 head on over to Adventures in Cyberia for more about their story! -prescribed by- @5:44 PM -10 came for therapy session-
Friday, August 19, 2005
Attack of the Insomniac
it's four in the morning here in hong kong and i'm still wide awake. the problem is, my body feels tired. i am physically tired and i feel my migraine starting up.
i actually planned to stay up late so i can finish my work ('coz mama need to get paid!), but by 2a.m., my neck was hurting, my eyes were watering (from perusing through those small prints), my right temple was pulsing... i couldn't handle it anymore. i crawled into bed and waited for sleep to takeover, only to toss and turn ceaselessly. by four a.m., i crawled out again and started answering emails. i hate this. i love the nighttime, but i want to function during normal hours. is it something in the genes? 'coz my mom had problems sleeping, too. my sister said that she has problems sleeping nowadays as well. hmmmmm.... okay, somebody tell me a bedtime story and sing me a lullaby. -prescribed by- @4:38 AM -19 came for therapy session-
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
Way Back Wednesday
finally! i was able to scrounge up some old photos and i can finally join Mama Duck's Way Back Wednesdays!
this week, it's all about birthdays. i'm supposed to post photos of my fave birthday celebrations... i'm posting birthdays alright, but i dunno about them being my fave!  this was my birthday cake when i turned two. i think this was my first birthday party... but you would think there would be other kids. nope, our birthdays usually ends up as "mahjong" parties for my parents. this was when i turned four. i was still in nursery (pre-school) and my mom brought my birthday cake and some ice cream to school so i could celebrate it with my classmates.  this was my 13th birthday party... the first time that i told my mom that i wanted my OWN party. but of course, i could only invite a few of my high school friends... and my mom invited A TON of hers... no boys, sad to say. check out the double-cuffed jeans! yes, we had to dance by ourselves as i couldn't invite boys. come to think of it, i don't think i know any boys to invite... i went to an all-girls Catholic school who continually campaigned that boys are the devil himself. i think we were dancing to the tune of LAMBADA here...-prescribed by- @7:26 PM -27 came for therapy session-
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Wicked Witches
what is the deal with the TTLB Ecosystem? one week, i'm a Flappy Bird, the next i'm back to a Slithering Reptile. now, it seems i'm back to being a bird again... what a way to evolve...
**************************************** speaking of slithering reptiles, i had an interesting phone call with my sister earlier today about her MIL. we are both unfortunate that we got MIL's from, well, another dimension. in fact, we said that these two women could be twins in another life. they are similar in ways that they are both... insane. it seems that my sister's MIL reached a new level of insanity. when you think that they can't top their previous act of hilarity, they go up the ante. my sister actually told me, "Top that!", when she relayed her amusing, but equally, frustrating tale. as for now, her MIL takes the cake. it started last Friday night when her MIL called her son to meet her at her office to talk about some paperwork, and to tell him that she's sick with the flu. it's that time of the year in the philippines when the weather's all mixed up that almost everybody's sick. well, everything went well... blah, blah, blah. Saturday, the next day, Xtla's hubby, whom we'll call John, discovered that his mobile phone isn't working, so they brought it to one of the electronics shop to have it fixed. the following day, John's mobile phone still wasn't fixed so my sister offered her mobile phone for him to use. so when, they got back home, John inserted his SIM card and SMS messages arrived one after the other... all from his mother. apparently, she was mad as hell that John and my sister weren't returning her calls and SMS messages... which is weird 'coz she neither called or text messaged my sister and the phone at home hasn't been ringing at all. she then jumped to the conclusion that my sister and John were either here in Hong Kong or at my parent's house, which is in a whole another island in the philippines. that's how far-out she was... she accused my sister and John of "high-living", meaning that my sister and John are living above their means. the MIL spouted off before she got proof... all of these because her son didn't return her calls FOR ONE DAY! how insane can you get? she was so suspicious that she sent another SMS message to my mother and asked whether her son was there with them. my mom was actually tempted to answer her back and say that "I don't know about you but I know where all my kids are!". the MIL also asked my mom whether my other sister, xtne, already left for Canada, which, again, was weird 'coz if xtne already left, she would have known 'coz my sister or John would have said something to her LAST WEEK, when they last saw each other. i mean, before i left for Hong Kong, i said goodbye to this woman when i didn't even bother to call my own MIL! so, my mom called her up to tell her that, no, my kids are not here nor are they in hong kong. then, they got into talking about xtne's move to Canada and that it's full steam ahead, except for a few financial issues. the MIL then offered to help financially... so my mom relayed this message to Xtla, who refused 'coz money won't be the only thing they'll owe this obviously insane woman. afterwards, John called up Xtla to tell her that he just got off the phone with his mom and she told him that MY MOM asked HER if they could borrow money from her! hellur!!! and she went on to tell him that before she lends the money, she wants to talk to John, my sister Xtla AND my sister Xtne... IN HER OFFICE! xtne was like, "huh? why am i included? how did i end up in her list to sermon?" now, Xtla is all geared up to give her MIL a piece of her mind... John is actually keeping the two separated. Xtla has now reached the point where she doesn't care if she comes out disrespectful, 'coz obviously, her MIL doesn't deserve that respect anymore. so, laughing it up over the phone... and fueling the fire further, xtla and i are in agreement that what is frustrating about this is how John is taking such a passive role. robert is actually the same way. i know i can't blame them, it's their mothers... but i think they can see whether their mothers have stepped over the line. there's neediness, then there's just TOO MUCH! i mean, i know my siblings and i don't have a problem telling our own parents when they're being unreasonable... but these mama's boys... *sigh* so much is my sister's anger that she felt guilty enough to go to confession for hating her MIL. she told me, the priest actually laughed when she told him that she was really HATING her MIL. the priest said, "MIL's, what will we do about them?!" see, even the Lord's disciples are at loss when it comes to this breed! the problem here is that, for PEACE's sake, us DIL's have to be the bigger person and be understanding of the MIL's. but that completely invalidates whatever emotion or reaction we have regarding the matter. i mean, sure, i'll let my MIL spout off if i'm at fault... but when she's the one who makes a mistake against me, i'm supposed to be quiet about it!? and let her go on being high and mighty!? I DON'T THINK SO! we love our husbands... we really do... and it's because of this love that my sister and i haven't hired mercenaries to torture these demented women. yet. but i wish, these mama's boys could realize for themselves that they would be saving us all a lot of grief if they go and set their mothers straight... once and for all. -prescribed by- @11:01 PM -21 came for therapy session-
Monday, August 15, 2005
If I Was A Bottle of Beer
... what would i be called?
i would be XTESSA's Jiggling Jugs of Beer! Boing, boing, boing! what's yours? find out here! thanks to true for the hilarious link! ************************************** oh, and if you want to have a SIM of your own and be part of the Cyberian Neighborhood, just email me your request along with a link to your blog, your zodiac sign and a short description of yourself (e.g. hair color, eye color, skin tone, eyeglasses, wavy hair/straight, etc.)... it's fun and painless. really. here's proof:  you could pee on the side of the road! - miss vicki- you get abducted by aliens possibly impregnating you even if you're a man! -Bud Buckley- you could die by electrocution! -Plain Jane and MooAlex- you could be the other woman and get pregnant! -Anne Marie- ... and you could suck on the treadmill! -Occasional Bitch- this is me as a SIM!-prescribed by- @5:47 PM -21 came for therapy session-
Saturday, August 13, 2005
Playing with True
The other day, True Jersey Girl posted a game that she got from Jlybn and Peanutt... so i'm playing along...
1) leave me a comment telling me if you want to play 2) i'll tell you what movie or song reminds me of you 3) i'll pick a color or a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in... 4) i'll say something that only makes sense to you and me 5) i'll tell you my first memory of you 6) i'll tell you what animal you remind me of... 7) i'll ask something i've always wondered about you 8) if i do this for you, you must post it in your blog. you must. it is written. now, here's what True said about me: Xtessa: 2) If You're Not Here by Menudo - how sad is it that i still remember some of the lyrics!!! 3) color/flavor: Hong Kong Honeydew 4) er...nothing again, sorry 5) This chick is constantly changing her skins! Cool! 6) Butterfly 7) Would you ever consider moving to the US? - maybe... at least, i won't have that language problem like here in HK i'd also like to share with you some photos of anya from last saturday. her class got to perform at the 13th International Baby/Children Products Expo, the same dance they did at their graduation ceremony.  anya with some of her classmates before the dance  posing with mommy  anya is the tallest among her classmates, it's weird. she dances like her aunt xtla.  getting refreshed at starbucks after the dance -prescribed by- @9:40 PM -14 came for therapy session-
Friday, August 12, 2005
It's SPF time!
it's Stuff Portrat Friday once again... brought to you by Kristine. did you play?
okay, this week's SPF is "on the road": photos of your ride, one mile away from your home and why you love where you live... here are my photos: we don't have a car here in hong kong as it's very expensive to own one... a majority of the people here commute by double-decker buses, trams, cabs and ferries.  this is a shot of the ferry we ride to cross from hong kong island to kowloon, and also a shot of well, not one mile from where i live, but somewhere amidst those buildings is my 'hood. another shot of "some distance" from where i live. our apartment building is somewhere in that general area. hong kong is "weird" that way... i think 98 percent of its population live in apartments. i have yet to love hong kong itself. i sometimes feel that we were better off in manila. but, i do love the fact that hong kong has winter... and the chinese new year. i love winter... i love not sweating... i love having another excuse to snuggle. and during chinese new year, hong kong goes all out in style (not to mention the shopping extravaganza). every place is decked out... it's more festive compared to christmas here, it's weird. and then, there's the fireworks show... the hong kong skies are lit up by these...  i love the wintertime. last winter was my first winter and i reveled in its coldness. see all the fog? i loved it. (oh, and behind them is one of the buses we use around here.)  ... and finally, one of the reasons why i love where i live is because i get to be with these two... i would only uproot myself just for them.*click photos to enlarge -prescribed by- @5:45 PM -31 came for therapy session-
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
while i'm away...
 please head on over to Adventures in Cyberia and find out who got abducted by aliens! i'll be back on my regular blogging once i finish work... have a great week y'all! p.s. diana!!! where the heck are you?!!! LOL! ************************* EDITED TO ADD: the continuing saga of the alien abduction can be found here... -prescribed by- @8:47 PM -16 came for therapy session-
Sunday, August 07, 2005
XTNE
 my sister, XTNE, celebrates her birthday today!!!!when i was growing up, i either wanted to be an actress or a future ms. universe. i never even thought of being a writer. it wasn't until my own sister, xtne, tried to write her own teen romance novels (like Sweet Dreams and Sweet Valley High) that i got intrigued about it. both my elder sisters were huge fans of Menudo - the puerto rican boy band that ricky martin once was a member.  (xtne, when she was a teenager and posing with ricky martin) for lack of info or reading material about Menudo, xtne wrote teen fiction with the band as main characters. those short stories were exceptional reading materials! our favorite one was still the story when the whole group went to Colorado... ehehehe. then, when i turned 12, i found my own Menudo - the New Kids On The Block. i adored Joey McIntyre... and, once again, for lack of reading material about NKOTB, i found myself pounding away on those typewriter keys the way xtne did years ago... and discovered a passion. you could say, she inspired me to be a writer.  (xtne and xtla, hamming it up) as kids, we both were constantly at odds. in our language, she was what you would call "maldita". she and xtla, who are only eleven months apart, would conspire against me... and we would bicker till our mom would shush us from their room. we definitely had our moments... with me most likely crying (and running to mommy and daddy) in the end. (having our moments)    i never realized how big an influence she is in my life. it was xtne who brought books and movies and music into my life... and it was xtne who told me about a little thing called blogging. she told me some time last year, "hey, you should be doing this. it's called blogging. you're the one who loves to write." i scoffed at that time... but, i guess, i ate my words.  she is the ULTIMATE drama queen... broken by love one time too many, we would usually find her moping in her room while sad love songs blasts from her player. it really was just unfortunate that she had assholes for boyfriends (one of them lives in Staten Island and if one of you could just hunt this guy down and give him a smack for me, that would be great!). she swore off men but we all know that she's still up in her tower, looking out her window, waiting for her prince.  (a princess in waiting... ahahahahaha!!!)now that she's  ******************************************* dear a.t., happy birthday! if i had a genie (or millions in my bank account), i would wish that you and a.p. are here with me to celebrate your birthday. i still hope that you got to enjoy your day 'coz i know payatot will make it a happy one. i'm happy that you'll get to live an exciting life abroad soon. you deserve to have fun after all the bullshit those shitty thank you for getting bored one day and decided to write your short stories. i owe you one.  Happy Birthday, XTNE! Love you! MWAH!********************************** today, also, happens to be Sisters Day! so, i would like to take this moment to fully appreciate both of my love you both to pieces... now, haul your asses to the next flight to hong kong!   HAPPY SISTERS DAY!!!p.s. xtne, i had an accomplice and her name is xtla. we are both responsible for this post. AHAHAHAHAHA!!!! gotcha! xtessa -prescribed by- @10:04 PM -17 came for therapy session-
Friday, August 05, 2005
Another SPF
i'm taking a liitle break from my work to join today's SPF! head on over to Kristine's to check out others who joined.
*Your Horrible Habit*  this is one of my "horrible habits"... aside from the fact that i never make our bed, i tend to gravitate towards it when there is work to be done. and i'm a late sleeper, meaning i think that 8am is still dawn.;)  this is another one of my bad habits and it also falls under the category of something i obsess over. i stay up nights to play this game, and i would like to thank panthergirl for giving me another excuse why i should continue this bad habit.;) *Something You Obsess Over* well, aside from SIMS2, i obsess about this guy... amazing it may seem to some that we've been together for 10 years now and we're STILL addicted to each other... what can i say? i got him at pubert.  i also obsess over this... my blog. c'mon, don't you? i have obsessed over a lot of things during my lifetime and this is my current obsession. forget the laundry, forget the dirty dishes... i gotta blog. ... and judging from my desktop wallpaper, yes, i obsess over harry potter. after reading the books for enjoyment, i go over them again to scope out hidden "clues" that are usually integrated within its chapters. it's fun for me, especially if i deduced it correctly. *Something That Causes Anxiety* one of the the most definite things that causes me to hyperventilate is an empty wallet... or bank account. you get the point.  piled up work also causes me a bit of anxiety... this is my current work, something that will keep me from blogging for the next few days (except on Sunday!)... it's not brain surgery but it is painstaking and i might just need a trip to the eye doctor after this.  lastly, this little girl here could cause mommy some serious anxiety... especially when she's been trying to finish that plate of spaghetti for over an hour already. i fret that she doesn't eat enough or that she's thin or that she's a very emotional child... can't help but be anxious when parenting is a skill i haven't mastered yet... or never will.  -prescribed by- @4:42 PM -22 came for therapy session-
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Diverting Traffic
i will be away from the blogging world for a few days because i have some freelance work to finish. i may lurk on some of my favorite blogs so i apologize now for not leaving comments. hopefully, i will be done before the weekend.
so, while i'm away, i hope you have the time to visit Adventures in Cyberia. it's one hilarious blog, and actually, a labor of love from the contributors. please visit... now, i leave you with one of my poems... *HIDE AWAY* so you say you don't need God's angels to heal your broken spirit you have done away with love for when has it ever been blissful you cry out and you shake your fist at the skies no one told you giving your heart away was going to be hell and you hide away underneath your sheets and you numb your pain with stoic aloofness and you carry in your pocket the pieces of your heart for who could break them if you don't piece it together again p.s. i removed my Haloscan comments... all previous comments are saved safely in my hard drive, but from now on, i'll be using the blogger one.;) i also added some stuff in my sidebar... -prescribed by- @6:36 PM -17 came for therapy session-
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
Opposites
my husband and i could be exact opposites when it comes to certain things that it is a wonder how we survived this long. i happen to be a prima donna... and opt for civilization such as trips to the mall rather than camping. robert, however, enjoys hiking and nature and fresh air. don't get me wrong, i love fresh air, too... fresh from my a/c unit.;)
and to stress the point... *he functions well in the mornings - i become alive as the night sky appears *he enjoys watching National Geographic- i am amused by National Enquirer *he prefers Star Wars - the crew of Voyager is like family to me *he lo-ha-hoves roller coasters - terra firma= goooood *he cannot tolerate spicy food - tabasco is my friend *he was trained early on by his mom to excel in domesticities - i was trained by my mother to be the ultimate "Undomestic Goddess". but some of our "opposites", i guess, complement each other, like his being the eldest among his siblings and my being the youngest in mine. as a result, he loves to spoil... and i love being spoiled. it's just weird that we both weren't what we were looking for in a mate... but we still managed to fall (and stay) in love with each other. ********************************* tagged by my funny, funny friend, Angie over at Ficken Chingers... a list of my TOP 10 turn ons and offs: ON 1. an Area-51 7500 Alienware Desktop PC 2. diamonds 3. the scent of a newly-opened book 4. breakfast in bed 5. Ty Pennington's torso 6. a shopping spree 7. playing with my hubby's hair when he's just got a haircut 8. romantic moments 9. snuggling during a cold winter's night 10. the perfect smile OFF 1. stinky pits 2. arrogant jerk-offs 3. heat 4. bland food 5. an empty bank account 6. garlic/onion/morning/mouth-clamped-for-five-hours breath 7. hypocritical bitches 8. those hip-hop videos with women's asses super-zoomed in your face 9. narrow-mindedness 10. prejudice ... now, i'm tagging anyone with writer's block.;) -prescribed by- @7:49 PM -13 came for therapy session-
Monday, August 01, 2005
An R-Rated Post
ACT 1 scene: hubby and daughter having a conversation about tickling as xtessa tries to drown them out...daughter: where are you ticklish? (she tries to tickle hubby on the neck and shoulders) hubby: i won't tell you. daughter: c'mon! where? hubby: only mommy knows where i am ticklish. xtessa laughs as her mind (which lives in the sewer) pictures where hubby is ticklish. daughter (turning to xtessa): mommy, is it daddy's penis? apparently, daughter inherits sewer-mindedness. ACT 2 scene: couple who didn't see each other for a few days fools around (who am i talking about? ehehehe). girl: i'm not in THAT mood yet... i'm just in the playful mode. i need porn. boy: okay, go watch porn then come back here afterwards. girl: i'm going to have to download it first. boy: we have some porn CDs here. you can watch those. girl: no, i need new porn. boy: why? what's wrong with what we have here? girl: 'coz i already know what happens in those... ehehehehe... girl realized how moronic her point was. END SCENE |
 
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