regularly vs religiously

i was clipping my nails yesterday when i noticed it was already 7.30 in the morning. i should be having my breakfast downstairs pero naisip ko, ok lang i can be in the office in 10mins. 8.30 pa naman time namin, tapusin ko na’to…kesa naman pumasok ako na yung mga daliri ko sa kaliwang kamay ehh nagupit na yung sa kanan hindi pa, sagwa ha!

usually, saturday ako nagki-clip ng kuko, nagseshave ng balahibo legs at underarms (yung private part ko 2x a month yata, dunno…) twice a week mag linis ng tenga at araw araw maglinis ng ilong. those are the things i do “regularly” during morning bath (or after). ewan ko ba naman kung anong meron dito sa manila at parang ang bilis yata humaba ng mga kuko ko sa daliri. it was only friday yesterday. i feel so icky naman pag di ako nag-clip ng kuko! as for the shaving, i do it 2x weekly na ngayon (wednesday & saturday)

connection?

eto na, atat ka naman ehh…

may pagka-OC kasi ako sa mga bagay bagay, like kapag nagulo yung bedsheet ko kahit antok na antok ako, babangon talaga ako para ayusin yun. ayokong gumamit ng mga basang utensils especially spoon and fork, etc etc (enough about my kaartehan)…now, as for my REGULAR na ginagawa parang bothered ako kasi nga hindi pa saturday pero ginagawa ko na. naisip ko para hindi na’ko ma-bother paltan ko nalang ng “religiously” yung term na regularly para naman matahimik n’ko. hehehe

taena simpleng bagay ginawa kong komplikado

reg·u·lar·ly — [reg-yuh-ler-lee] adverb
1.at regular times or intervals.
2.according to plan, custom, etc.

re·li·gious — [ri-lij-uhs] adjective
3. scrupulously faithful; conscientious: religious care.

im pregnant and i want to marry!

i woke up at around 3.30 this morning with my heart practically beating as if i just finished running a hundred meter yard. nagising ako kasi…im bleeding. all the while i thought im healthy ‘coz i survived my first trimester. im four months down the road. i was playing with little kids when i noticed im bleeding, i panicked and called for help. next thing i know i was in the hospital and they were all looking down on me feeling sorry.

i lost my baby…

then i woke up again, its 7am! potek, time to take a bath. buti nlang malapit lang office ko, shet!

of course im not pregnant! hindi ko naman kamag-anak si mama Mary at wala din sa lahi namin ang immaculate concepcion noh! i just dreamt about it last night ewan ko nga ba ang weird nga ehh…

Pregnant
To dream that you are pregnant, symbolizes an aspect of yourself or some aspect of your personal life that is growing and developing. You may not be ready to talk about it or act on it.?This may also represent the birth of a new idea, direction, project or goal.

To dream that you are pregnant with the baby dying inside of you, suggests that a project you had put a lot of effort into is falling apart and slowly deteriorating. Nothing is working out the way you want it to.

sad…

i remember the other night, my roommate and i were talking about the “proposed marriage contract expiration” (both of us kasi came from a long term relationship) and that “proposed bill” was discussed kasi ang daming angst ni grace sa mga relationships, hehe. totoo naman nawawala na ang sanctity ng marriage. yung mga kabataan ngayon (most of them) get into marriage without even realizing that it’s a lifetime COMMITMENT. para kasi silang bumili ng kotse pero hindi binabasa ang manual. sa una tuwang tuwa silang gamitin ito, but after sometime pupugak pugak na yung kotse kasi hindi nila naaalagaan ng tama at mabuti. resulta? ija-junk ang kotse at bibili ng bagong modelo. tsk, ganyan ba tingin nyo sa marriage? what’s happening to us Filipinos?

sad…

help found!

i was walking home from work yesterday when i saw my former help (ate deb) at the store near my place. she was looking at me (i think she’s not sure if it was me she’s looking at) i screamed literally (parang ganto — eeeeeeeekk ate deb!!! haha!) and that’s the only time she smiled and came to me.

i missed her.

i left manila in 2007 para sundan ng boyfriend ko of four years. i was so complacent kasi that time i thought my relationship wont cause me problems sa career ko. but i was wrong. anyway, thats not my kwento. im over it.

(ang hilig ko talaga sa side story) hehe. ‘wag na kumontra, blog ko ‘to diba?

so yun nga, i saw ate deb and i invited her for dinner na’rin. we tried to catch up with each other over sizzling bangus, tapsilog, bottled juices & hot soup. she’s still the same madaldal, cheery & black beauty na nakilala ko before. she’s my personal help back in 2005-2007. my labandera, plantsadora, manikurista, masahista, runner (hindi ng drugs ahh, nauutusan ko sa labas i mean) at kaibigan. just for the span of 3 years na ‘di kami nagkita aba ang lola mo pito na agad ang anak! lengya haha! she thought may asawa na’ko so i told her my side of the story. nakakatuwa talaga that i finally saw her again (may personal PA na naman ako haha!)

(why do i keep telling personal? kasi im living in a dormitory. hindi uso katulong para linisin ang sarili mong kalat-sa labas oo-at maging taga ayos ng mga gamit mo, so sa makatuwid para sakin lang si ate deb. walang aagaw, sakin lang sya!!!) hehe

i told her nga ihanap n’ko ng apartment (kasi diba im trying to get out of my mom’s radar) at kukunin ko na sya. nakaaawa naman din kasi yung mga anak nya ehh, napapamigay nya sa kapatid nya kasi di nya kaya pakainin. if she have enough resources ehh di magkakasama na sila diba? so ayun, after namin kumain i went home at nagpamasahe ng bonggang bongga kay ate deb 🙂 mukhang ito na ang simula ng aming madalas na pagsasama! hahaha