Christmas blues

So. A very merry Christmas to you too.

It's almost 2 o'clock of Christmas morn, my tummy sorta hurts from gorging on a humongous slice of chocolate Sansrival [which I couldn't finish anyway] and I'm the only one still awake in the house. Simply fantabulous. Except for that cake which I bought especially for the occasion, there really seems to be nothing else that would indicate that this is a special day.

Maybe they're right when they say that Christmas is for the children. I remember I used to be so thrilled whenever it's Christmastime, a feeling which gradually diminished with each passing of the year. This is probably the fourth or fifth Christmas I've questioned why that is so. And no, I still don't have any answer this year.

Maybe I've become too jaded, too much of a cynic, my mind cluttered up with useless ideals and unreachable expectations of what Christmas really should be. I don't know. All I know is somewhere in the passage of time, the magic of Christmas faded away. Sad. But it's something I couldn't deny.

update lang [as if me nag-aabang nga]

After being relatively quiet online for more than a week now, I must say it's high time I updated this journal. Not that anyone really reads my bitchings here, but I just want to update it just the same. But enough of the crap.

Right now I'm enrolled at ABCC for AutoCAD I. We started last Monday. So far I'm doing good and still a step or two ahead of most of my classmates, all bragging aside. Which reminds me, three people I know are also in my class: KJ, Diola and Jobet. Small world indeed.

Anywho, it was street foods galore for me after class earlier. I bought and ate isaw and calamares from the stalls near the plaza. There's something to be said about them being unhealthy and all, but what the heck, they taste so damn good! In fact, I see a possible afternoon habit forming. Haha.

Ooh, and yeah. My car now has a name: Mutya. Don't even bother asking me where I got the name since I'm not even sure myself. But it sounds just right and so it's stuck.

And speaking of the car, I've also gotten it a personalized sticker at the back. Big suprise, it reads blackshirt13 with a figure of Lust [my fave female animé character] in between the words. Special thanks to Yelic for the design--man, you're super!

So what else have I got to say? Yeah, seems the blowout season has ended with Raymond's bash last Sunday. But Nhoey said he might still have a blowout party next year, so I guess we'll just have to wait and see.

Hmmm... Seems I've run out of things to say. Might as well call it a night. Morning rather, since it's already past 1:00 am. Whatever. And yeah, sweet dreams to you too.

back to the Philippines

Back to reality. Tsk.

Hong Kong was GREAT! I had so much fun. Four days are definitely not enough to enjoy everything it has to offer. Wish I could go back again. Haha.

Will be posting our trip pix later.

I LOVE Hong Kong!

name schname

Had all my nails painted black once again. Unfortunately, two are already chipped. Tsk. At least, it's only the tips, nothing I can't fix by myself.

Anywho, we had the car blessed earlier. Christened, you could say, although I have yet to settle on what to call it. Haha. Both my cousins gave their cars names so out of tradition I'm gonna name mine too--I just don't know what, at least not yet.

I definitely don't want to name it after its color--Ate Eds already did it, naming her car Pula. Besides which, that is just too unimaginative [sorry Ate Eds]. Haha. I'm thinking Blackshirt after my online persona, but it's quite a mouthful and reducing it to its initials BS could have people misinterpret it as BullShit instead of BlackShirt. Not exactly a very good thing. So I'm stuck. Help anyone?

ooh...

So. I now have a car I can truly call my own. Like, the deed of sale is in my name even though it wasn't entirely my money that was paid for it--my parents chipped in a considerable amount, big suprise. But it still is mine, no questions asked.

All in all, it doesn't look too bad. In fact, its looks belie its weaknesses. For one, it's not fully powered. Steering on tight spots is literally a painful affair since the steering wheel seems to be an arm exercising machine disguised as a steering wheel--I had an easier time steering the jeep before, no kidding. Oh, and the window has to be rolled down too. And the condensed moisture on the headlamps dims the light--kinda dangerous for nighttime driving.

But it's not all bad. One thing that really earned my kudos is the air conditioning system--it chilled the inside of the car even at the lowest setting. On full blast, it was like having an electric fan blowing Arctic air at you. Simply glorious. And the sound system--though not exactly top of the line--is still working. In fact, I was able to use my iPod with a casette adapter on the first try. That's good enough for me for the moment.

Ooh, and yeah, it's not a gasoline guzzler. Big big plus, especially since I don't have the moolah to juice it up every other day. I drove around a lot today, but the fuel gauge didn't show any significant decrease whatsoever.

Okay, so my new [old] car is a bag of mixed blessings. But it's still a blessing nevertheless. So I'm just gonna thank God for it and take it as my own and take good care of it.

ruminations on a sleepless night

Okay, I accept it. I probably won't be able to sleep for another hour or so. Even though it's way past two in the morning and it's cold--perfect setting for a nice, deep sleep. Bummer.

Anywho, I'm thinking to myself how lucky I am that though I don't have everything I want, I still have quite a lot. Not that I'm gloating, mind you. Just taking the time out to count my blessings.

For someone who doesn't eat veggies and lives a generally not-so-healthy lifestyle, I'm quite well and healthy. I have both my parents with me, plus the rest of the clan is just walking distance away. I have quite a number of good friends and two best friends I wouldn't trade for anyone else in the world. And I have Franco, who's all that I could ever ask for in a guy and more.

All in all, I'm blessed. I have always been, I just never was appreciative enough to realize it until now. My life's not perfect and neither am I, but that's okay. I like it that way. Flaws and mistakes color my world. Negativity always was, still is and will always be part of me, but I'd like to think I have enough sense now not to let it get the better of me--at least not always.

i shouldn't be getting stressed about this, ayt?

Hmmm... I think I'm getting a just a wee bit stressed about our upcoming trip. I've been searching and researching for several days now and I could not finalize a viable itinerary for our free time. Or the lack thereof, rather. It's frustrating not knowing the exact itinerary included in the blasted travel package so I could plan our free time accordingly. So many places to go, so little time.

Besides which, I'm practically on a shoestring budget so I'm torn between going for the cheap but chic stuff in the stalls and markets and the [sorta] high-end stuff which are supposedly more affordable there. I want to get something nice for my parents, for one. And it goes without saying that I want something nice for myself too. Duh.

so fucking happy! =)

Just finished chatting with Franco. For more thaln three hours. It probably consumed all but a few pesos of my load, but it doesn't matter. It was worth every friggin' cent. I so fucking love that guy!

my butt hurts...

...from sitting for too long. And my eyes too for that matter, since I've been staring at the computer screen for several hours already. I am such an addict. Tsk.

Used my new bag today, the one I got from eBay. To tell you the truth I only really appreciated the thing after using it. I mean, it's pretty and all, but I don't really use gurlaloo bags when going to the mall. I don't use gurlaloo bags, period. Just today. Though from the looks of it, I'll be using it more often. I love the darn thing now. =)

hindi lang ako ang adik

How cool is that that Franco also stayed at the hotel we'll be staying in when we got to HK? I was able to ask him earlier about his trip there a coupla years ago. He even gave me some pointers about what to do when we get there. Coolness.

I'm really glad I was able to chat with him today. It's rare that his crazy work schedule permits us to have some quality time. Tsk. He really should start looking for another, better job. Preferable one which won't wring him dry to the last drop. Sooner or later he's gotta realize that he's not invincible--he fucking needs to rest like the rest of us normally functioning humans do. What a guy.