Going out
What a bad start to a supposedly good day. Hay naku. I can't go na to Angel's. What the hell!?! I didn't do anything!! They claim I always go out!! HELLO!!! I go out like once a week na nga lang eh! They expect me to stay at home?? And when I stay at home, they say I should do something. What the fuck do they want from me? And she vents out all her frustrations on me and it's always about money. When her brother asks for money, hell, she gives any amount, but when I ask for it...actually I don't ASK money from her, she GIVES it to me and once I turn my back, she'll say na ang gastos gastos ko. Bwisit naman o. Hay naku. I'll be happy once I get back to the apartment. Sorry, but I do need my freedom too sometimes. ARGH!! -_-
On a lighter note, I was able to go to Viva's celebration last Tuesday. The Bloomfields. What an amazing band!! I do listen to the music of the Beatles and the like, but they're not my favorites, but whoa!! They made me a fan, haha! :D I had loads of fun!! The dancing part was funny. There was this American guy who would dance with different partners every time the band played an upbeat song. I love you Viva! I love you Debs! I love you sweetie!!! *mwah mwah* Oh, btw, dancing on 3-inch heels? Good luck!! :D Haha! There were times when I took them out and danced barefoot, on the stage nonetheless! Well, we got to dance on the stage when the band was done playing so it wasn't much of a big deal. I got home around...230? and Papa was the one who opened the door for me. Surprisingly, he didn't get mad that I got home that late. Hmm...well, they didn't say what time I should be home anyway.
I want a haircut and at the same time I don't. I like having long hair, but if I don't comb it after taking a bath, poof, my hair goes out in every direction.
Hmmm...I think tomorrow there's gonna be some formal party of the Italian Embassy at Coconut Palace. My dad faxed a message that he's gonna be attending, BUT I'm not sure who's he gonna bring, me or mama coz he wrote his name and "Cecilia." I don't know if that's me or mama though...I hope it's not me. Why?? I have NO dress!! Formal eh.
12:44 PM
Huh? Ang labo. My dad agreed to let me go na. Haha!! Well, I ain't complaining.
On a lighter note, I was able to go to Viva's celebration last Tuesday. The Bloomfields. What an amazing band!! I do listen to the music of the Beatles and the like, but they're not my favorites, but whoa!! They made me a fan, haha! :D I had loads of fun!! The dancing part was funny. There was this American guy who would dance with different partners every time the band played an upbeat song. I love you Viva! I love you Debs! I love you sweetie!!! *mwah mwah* Oh, btw, dancing on 3-inch heels? Good luck!! :D Haha! There were times when I took them out and danced barefoot, on the stage nonetheless! Well, we got to dance on the stage when the band was done playing so it wasn't much of a big deal. I got home around...230? and Papa was the one who opened the door for me. Surprisingly, he didn't get mad that I got home that late. Hmm...well, they didn't say what time I should be home anyway.
I want a haircut and at the same time I don't. I like having long hair, but if I don't comb it after taking a bath, poof, my hair goes out in every direction.
Hmmm...I think tomorrow there's gonna be some formal party of the Italian Embassy at Coconut Palace. My dad faxed a message that he's gonna be attending, BUT I'm not sure who's he gonna bring, me or mama coz he wrote his name and "Cecilia." I don't know if that's me or mama though...I hope it's not me. Why?? I have NO dress!! Formal eh.
12:44 PM
Huh? Ang labo. My dad agreed to let me go na. Haha!! Well, I ain't complaining.
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12:58 PM
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