Monday, December 18, 2006

closed doors. open windows.

closed. this day closed the chapter of "confessions of a shopaholic 2 : shopaholic takes manhattan" for me. i have just finished it and actually, it inspired me not to be a shopaholic but to update my blog so often and perhaps patronize what they call as the "chick lit". it was nice. so super cute. and most of the time i cried whenever becky blames herself for all the misfortunes she brought to luke. but the ending was oh so adorable! it was the type of bliss any shopaholic would feel after buying piles of clothes for sale on Fifth Avenue, or for local patronage, on Greenhills. to sum it all, it was worth every penny! (in our case, peso)


opened. this day opened the episode of Princess Hours. oh God! i was waiting for it for it seemed like ages. (although it's just a matter of months) i was so super excited and the first time i did after waking up, was not to brush my teeth, but to text my friends that today will be its first showing on Philippine television! (i mean, i even stopped the dribble from "dribbling out" of my mouth..you know the disgusting story...) anyway, i was always non-stop! after uploading my new pix on friendster, i captioned each after the bliss i feel for the most awaited Princess Hours! oh here goes.... to cut to the chase, i was ever so glad to watch it! but at first, i hate the panoramic view, black as in SOLID black stripe on top and botom of the screen. i mean, what is that?! and the unnecessary music scoring, as if it was taken from Sandwich's album or something, "sandwiched" between the ultimate heart-jumping episodes and scenes of Princess Hours. hello?! plus, the so-so dubbing for Chaegyoung..err..Janelle (as they call her) which makes her a little on the "palengkera" side than the sweet and gentle and pure innocent voice she has... oh well! here i am totally non-stop again. plus the fact................

bolted. i looked at myself. really good. and then it struck me. hey! i am better off alone than holding on to stupid hopes of something from "mr. kumag" or much more from "marijuana boy". i just realized what joyce said, "you're too fast to fall, too slow to move on." then i say to myself after that, "why not try to move on, because obviously, they had." last time, jonathan texted me with these words: "ei antonette. jonathan to. msta?". okay. don't panic. i was frantic for a moment. then it struck me again. why bother replying if before i have tried to move on from him and even swore to forget hime totally?! ayt?! and much to my surprise, i didn't reply! oh god! i am so super duper proud of myself! as for patrick, so what if he (probably) deleted his friendster account?! i don't care if i don't see him anymore. anyway, he's just history already...

so from now on, i have bolted my heart (eew! much too corny!) myself from them. closed. totally.

vacant. i really have nothing to do lately so most of the time, i am vacant. but in fairness, i arranged my room and it was alot, make that far lot viable and appropriate for living. hehe... i really want to go to manila na so i can shop for clothes and stuff which can occupy my empty closet. (which has been currently occupied by my xmas clothes which only means that it is not that empty and that i am just.......you know the story.)

and best of all, i can't wait to open my eyes to the world of the dolphins!!!

closed. open some other time.

(^^,)..V

posted by anthonette || 11:48 PM