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Time: 6:52 AM

Wet and irritated. It's definitely not a very good morning for me. Oh, it started out right. I woke up at 1 in the morning, watched YouTube vids of PBBDU (I snore my way through the nomination night) and worked. By 5:30, my stomach started grumbling - and so I started nagging Erbe to wake up. I wanted to go to Jollibee, but he wouldn't budge.

Hmp, I thought. Huffing, I get dressed and went on my not-so-merry-way, all the while, cursing Erbe for not getting up and for having the temerity to brave my wrath in exchange for his sleep (I know, I'm an awful-awful wife).

Walking alone is not that fun. My Bridge didn't even cheer me up. It wasn't a leisurely walk. It was a horrible walk especially when it started raining! Oh, I eventually reached Jollibee and I was pleased that the security guard didn't even bat an eyelash when I entered the restaurant, dripping wet. People glanced and stared surreptitiously at me though. I looked like a bedraggled cat. I took my sweet time eating breakfast; albeit, I was practically chilled to my bones. The hot coffee helped a little.


Anyway, I bought pancakes for Paige, nothing for Erbe. I blame this horrible morning on him. He's all to blame, I don't care how unreasonable that sounds. Yes, I blame him for the rain too!

Lucky for Jollibee, he wasn't there. Else, I'd kicked his butt once again. :)

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I just can't stop singing this song!
It's a feel-good music. I love Puck's cover. It'll have you swaying and singing along in no time.
Oh, sweet Caroline!
pap-pap-pap.




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I am effing addicted to Big Brother Double Up. It's embarrassing! Here's how I know I'm effing hooked to the friggin' show.

1. I set my alarm clock to wake me up every night in time for PBB.

2. I steal from Erbe's load just so I'd be able to vote for House A nominees.

3. "Ba? Pirang beses ka nagboto? Grabe baga bawas sa load ko?"

4. I immediately call up Cheryl after every primetime episode to discuss with her the night's episode, curse at Mariel and Yuri, utter a few blasphemes and declare my devotion to Melissa and Jason. (Yes, it's effing sad.)

5. I spend hours reading people's comments on Facebook and Twitter. I watch videos after videos of PBB 24/7 clips in Youtube.

6. I watch PBB Uplate, leave comments on Facebook and cross my fingers hoping Bianca would read my comments. (Insert insults about this here)

7. I spend precious seconds (a minute or so tops) crying over Melissa and Jason's separation.

8. I genuinely think that PBB is the highlight of my everyday life.

9. I blog about my addiction.

10. I don't care about what you think about my addiction.

Care to shoot me now? *sigh*

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My best friend is heartless.

She breaks hearts and she doesn’t look back.

Kidding!

In truth, my bestfriend is far from being cruel or heartless. She actually has a very good heart. I can honestly say that I haven’t met someone as kindhearted as she is. That is, of course, until I’ve met my husband. Anyway, Tin has a pure soul – and that’s the problem.

This is why she has left broken hearts in her wake and many of these people have never recovered. Just ask a couple of exes who still keeps a picture of her in their wallet – or their mobile phone.

I chatted with one of her ex last night. They are drawn to me. I think that by being friends with me, they somehow feel closer to her. The narcissistic side of me thinks that they just find me extremely adorable. OK, I gagged a little after saying that.

Anyway, I got the long drawn-out speech about how he has not gotten over her – the same speech that I have heard before. This is a speech from her exes. Don’t even get me started on her stalkers’ speech. Those kinds of speeches are just way too weird for words. You promptly would want to shoot yourself in the head just so you’d be able to spare yourself the horrifying trauma. Yes, her stalkers are also drawn to me. It’s creepy I know.

Anyway, all the long drawn-out speeches led me to this one question, “Why haven’t they gotten over her?” To stretch the truth a little bit, one would say that she has practically ruin their lives!

Seriously, they have difficulty finding good partners. They keep comparing all their present and future partners to her and everyone fails to measure up.

I’m friends with a couple of them who are almost in their 30’s, still hanged-up on her, still finding the ONE. Meanwhile, Tin is getting married this August.


The ironic thing about this is that they all broke her heart. She was never the one at fault.

So, why haven’t they gotten over her? Ding! Ding! Ding!

The answer is really simple – because they had the best, but they screwed up and let her go. When you had the best, what - or who - else is there left?

Oh, I’m not exaggerating. Yes, she’s not perfect. I’d know after all I’ve been friends with her for more than a decade. But I’ve often said that if I possess the XY chromosomes, I’d probably be stalking her as well. Heck! She can turn gays to guys! I

But it’s not just because she’s pretty; although she is. It’s not just because she’s smart. because she is It’s not even because she has a pure heart. It’s ACTUALLY because she has all these things. On top of that, she wouldn’t bat an eyelash if you ask her to eat at a dingy turo-turo with you. She’d just flopped down and she’d heartily gobble down kinalas and baduya right along with you.


And that’s how she got them and that's why they can't forget.

So, what else is there left t
o say? Except that I’ll be damned –there really is something about Mary.



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To be honest, I didn’t notice her at first; although it was already obvious that she has the brains of Einstein right from the start. Right off the bat, that’s the first thing one would notice about her. Anyway, it was only after she began arguing with our trainer that I finally noticed her. She is opinionated and intelligent – and she knows her English grammar. In fact, she aced the damn thing.

How did we become friends?

I took pity on her.

Seriously! I thought she was this weirdo who absolutely had no friends – zero, nada, zinch! And I, with my generous – though misguided – heart decided to take her under my wings – or rather, my several inches long arms. I was genuinely surprised when I found out later that she had a bunch of friends! Yes, you read that right, GENUINELY surprised. I really, really thought she had NO friends. :)

Anyway, ever since I can remember, I have been meddling with her love life. I remember waking up at ungodly hour just so I can buy her suitor flowers. I even arranged the bouquet myself. He couldn’t come to the market and my house is nearer. I was as devastated as her suitor was when she barely gave the bouquet a glance. She literally threw the damn thing when she got it. Yeah, she’s sorry now, but she broke MY HEART! It was a pretty bouquet, damn it!

One time, she was mooning over this guy. My solution was to coerce her to buy a P10,000 SE phone! Just like that! I can’t remember now why I made her buy that much expensive phone without any regard to her savings. It just happened. One minute, we were talking about her love life, the next minute, I was dragging her to Tancel’s.

Anyway, here I am again, meddling. I am actually just posting these pictures because I am showing this to someone. Well, you can sue me now, but you’ll thank me later if he turns out to be THE ONE. If he’s not, well, we can get another phone, right? How's your savings?