Saturday, June 28, 2008

what does your last name say about you? (got this from tish)

M - Best kisser ever. (haha. well, what can i say? haha kiddin. try me. lol.)
A - You like to drink. (okay. you're good. haha)
L - Everyone loves you. (oh well, thanks?)
A - You like to drink. (fine. fine.)
L - Everyone loves you. (aaw. two times in a row? that's sweet.)
U - You really like to chill. (does that make me not hot? huhu :)) )
A - You like to drink. (fine. ako na ang sunog baga haha kiddin mom! ;) )
N - You are great in bed. (hell yea. :)) in sleeping right? ;) )

> *Delete the other person's last name
> and repost this with the title "What
> does your last name say about you?"
in
> 11 minutes and something wonderful
> will happen....
>
> A : You like to drink.
> B : You like people.
> C : You are really silly.
> D : You like to drink.
> E : Awesome in bed.
> F : You are dead sexy.
> G : You never let people tell you
what
> to do.
> H : You have a very good personality
> and good looks.
> I : You really like to drink.
> J : People adore you.
> K : You're wild and crazy.
> L : Everyone loves you.
> M : Best kisser ever.
N:You are great in bed.
> O : Easy to fall in love with.
> P : You are popular with all types of
> people.
> Q : You are a hypocrite.
> R : Awesome kisser.
> S : Fuckin' crazy.
> T : You're loyal to those you love.
> U : You really like to chill.
> V : You are not judgemental.
> W : You are very broad minded.
> X : You love sports.
> Y : Best bf/gf anyone could ask for.
> Z : Always ready.

posted by anthonette || 11:15 AM

bea la fea

i just neeeddd to say this out loud. (or rather type haha)

laugh. i don't care. but thanks to bea alonzo, missing you has been desecrated.

my apologies to her fans.

posted by anthonette || 7:16 AM

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

in the meantime, ill try to shut up.

it was very funny! but with the play of words, was i playing with myself as well?

the day was not perfect; the weather was in revolt and the air was musty, instead of romantic. but that day, that night to be precise, was a breakthrough for me. after 17 years of existence, finally something was official. but was it really official?

even from the start, i have believed that the reason i was left behind is that i am reserving that special moment. because as it is, it is very special. but in a snap, that special thing happened. and im not quite sure if it's that special to me now.

i was thrilled, of course. the pact was reckless but nevertheless, fun and exhilarating. and i feel that the other party is feeling the same thing. i know that we are both laughing in our foolishness and cutesy-mushy endeavors. but for now. we're nowhere being serious; yet as i put it, we're trying to be.

and in just two more days, it may or may not expire. who knows what will happen to us?

but in the meantime, i'll try to shut up about it.

not that i am afraid to be discovered. but because i am afraid that if i hear some people tell me about it, or some people merely say it, it becomes true.

not that it's terrifying or shameful that i don't want it to be true. but for now, i just don't like to question myself how i got into this.

i am really not sure of what i am feeling but i don't want to lose yet.

and to you reader, if you don't get this post, don't try to think about it. i just want to be in the dark right now.

someday ill tell you. :)

posted by anthonette || 12:23 AM

Saturday, June 14, 2008

okay cinderella, put your shoe back on!

the drive was all worth it.

it was almost 8:20 and it's now or never. though she seemed to understand, i know that if i won't get to greet her last night, friendship's over. i spent two hours wailing over my friday-the-13th treat in my chic get-up and with my sweaty face. in between tears, i managed to glance at the mirror and see myself as a racoon, with my no make-up look for the night all ruined. but thanks to my acting skills and my sympathetic sister, i stripped my chic get-up and settled for pang-tambay-slash-pang-tamad-pumunta-ng-school attire--the 3 s: shorts, shirt and slippers--and looked forward to what is to happen.

funny isn't it? in a very short span of time, things spin into different situations. you cry for like hours and hours then in a spin, you get excited and then things happen, and you get happy and then after a while you get tired. for two hours, i was in hell. i was crying, it was hot, and there's no progress nor solution to my predicament. all i had at hand was a blatant idea of still going but arriving five minutes before closing. it made me feel so stupid. my insides were at war. i was totally enraged. and though i try to calm myself and to think of any possible solution, i can't stop myself from being engrossed with hatred. but just like what they say, "some bumps on the road are humps" (or was i the only one who said it?) my very late sister, the bump, understood the situation and offered to drive me there even to just drop off the gift (the hump part), using the car in good condition.

all my hatred dissolved. this is it. i didn't dare eat dinner nor brush my hair. i just ran off to the car as if every nanosecond matters. and after almost a 40 minute drive, i arrived at alcal and felt scared. take note, after a drive from makati to katipunan, i just felt scared.

honestly, i don't know what to say to her. i was thinking, "hi! i got lost. hehe" or "wow! am i too early for you little sister's debut?" or "oh. i guess i have misread 6 as 9. haha" and at the end i settled for "hi mia! haha".

but yea the drive was all worth it. though we both look tired--her eyes were less puffy than mine but still puffy (probably due to the long day), i felt that she somehow appreciated my effort. i really want to go. i've been wanting to go ever since we talked about it on the drive home from san juan. i want to go not just for the party but because it's her party. and though i'm playing favorites, she's just my favorite person. but when she laughed off at my stupidity to still go there, it felt good inside. i don't know. i just really missed this friend, a lot.

on the drive back home, i got a text message. and it was one of the sweetest (as in "friendship" sweet not lover "sweet") messages i had. i guess the friday-the-13th treat was not so friday-the-13th at all and the bumps on the road are not really that..bumpy.

i realized that for a little while, it was okay to dip a foot on hell. but still, it's better to be back on ground.

to mia: happy birthday, you know i love you. :o)

posted by anthonette || 5:58 PM

Friday, June 13, 2008

if cinderella's pumpkin has a broken motor, she'll curse it

i hate people. and i hate hating them. not because "hatred is bad" blah blah drama but because as it lasts, i actually begin to hate myself more, knowing that i could've done something.

they say it is so wrong to hate but i am no saint. and the worst is, there are way too many unfortunate events that trigger us to hate. and if there's someone else in this world who can possibly suppress their hatred--for meddling people, for an uncooperating fate and for themselves, please. die now.

no matter how hard you try to prevent yourself from placing a foot to hell, you are human, we all are, and it is normal to burn your foot. if that's what you truly feel, then by any means, don't stop. maybe a little trip to hell would do us good to make us realize, we don't want to go back there again. and if so, we would find a way, an immediate solution to our bad fate.

and right now, i just want to stay on hell for a little longer.

posted by anthonette || 4:42 PM