overdue apology...

first off.... my dear dear friend, i really REALLY am sorry. Just to note how desperate i am to apologize, i'm currently typing this entry in an internet cafe coz by the time i get home, there'll be more work thrown before me, and i know this is waaaay overdue. I cannot stress it enough that im very BAD with birthdates, more so now than before --- i can't even tell what day it is now in the week. But just the same, i know no excuse is forgiveable when you forget a very close friend's birthday. You'll always have my good wishes, birthday or not, you know that. I love you, girl. Please, forgive me?
( Sidenote: a lot of this happened the day before, i barely had sleep, so that time that i called you to say sorry, i was in a real mess. we had to let go of the guy we lovingly referred to as angas, so if he comes by your place, let the public be known that he is no longer connected with us, especially with me. Again, no excuse. Im really sorry)

rain gently (?) falls...

i love rainy days. One more excuse to be the loner that i am, lock myself up in the comforts of my room, watch tv all day and still smell like my bed up til dinner (hahaha yucky, now that i realize it). Own scores of jackets, so rainy days prevents me from tipping to my insane longing for weather anomalies, like snow in the Philippines. Plus, for some strange reason, food is much more tastier when it raining, which makes the jackets more handy.

That was then.

Rain is bad for business, especially in my line of business. I have checks to fund (whoa! so adult. Yes, i have a checking account. How do you convince a bank to give a 22-yr old. newbie suici...er...entrepreneur a checking account? Charm, my dear... not! ) and i can't fund them if peeps aint buying... boy, am in a mess...

anyways, logged in to save these memories...

- love hot pot and found a new hot pot place in banawe. cool thing's they have individual soup pots so you can make your own concoction and not have to share it with other people. I don't really like sotanghon in my hot pot. Nothing really pumps me up than my own hot pot. This is my story... lately. Yup... loser...

- just's bday was on the 7th (bad with dates, hope i got that right) caught up with a few very missed friends. Blaming it on work, i was last in, first out. I really wanna to stay, but my brain plus a few other body parts won't allow it. God, time has changed... when i used to be one of the last ones left making senseless but otherwise fun conversations... more on this, time permitting... am i growing up?

- speaking of growing up, dropped by joyz' house on the 6th for some chillin time with her and maebz. what used to be topics highly influenced of alcohol, now become depressing stories on work, non-existent savings and hazardous-to-your-health superiors and co-workers. but i'll take that in with good company. really missed these girls. Ang pagtratrabaho (used to be pag-aaral) nakakasira ng pagkakaibigan! Pero sabi nga nila, ang tamad walang karapatang kumain. haayyy, choices... haaay, life...

(postscript: yehey, i updated. i missed you blog.)