Hiphop vs Waltz

I only enjoyed 50% of Rodgers & Hammerstein's Cinderella with Lea Salonga playing the slaved-girl-turned-princess starring role.

Why?

Because I only got to see the final half of the musical! (Dammit, the scene I was very much looking forward to seeing, the one when Cinderella is magically transformed into a princess (glittery gown, tiara and all), the pumpkin and rats turned into the carriage and horses, that part I did not get to see!!!!! Imagine my disappointment!)

Why wasn't I able to see the first act?

Because we were sooo late!

And why were we late?

Because someone decided to attend his hiphop class (at 11am-12pm) and then join his classmates eat at a fast food restaurant afterwards (fully knowing that we are seeing the matinee show which starts at 3pm). Anyone would know that this is such a brilliant decision, right?

Afterall, dancing to the groove is way better than watching silly actors (some Tony award winners at that!) dance waltz! Eating chicken joy instead of (for that particular someone) sleeping in your seat with world class performers humming your lullaby.

So yes, attending hiphop classes which are held everyday is a wiser act than being able to watch all of Cinderella (which has Manila as the first leg of the Asian tour which means we are seeing a world premier) that would only run until August 24.

Did I mention that the hiphop classes come in free with gym membership while you actually have to pay for your tickets to watch the play so not missing on a hiphop class is more clever a move than missing half your ticket's worth.

And yeah, I wasn't enraged last Saturday afternoon, I was fucking fuming mad.


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I am not angry anymore, someone's feeling guilty and texted "I love you so much! Sorry po about the Cinderella. Sorry talaga.". Hope he feels terribly sorry that he'd make up by buying me a ticket to the play so I could see its entirety. hahaha.

No doc, I Can't Say AHHHHHHH.

I have a mouthsore. I have a monstrous mouthsore! I swear ang laki talaga! At sobrang sakit!

At dahil dun, I'm on a forced diet dahil effort ngumanga! Effort din ngumuya. At sobrang sakit pag nalalagyan ng rice yung singaw!

Bumili na ko ng Betadine gargle. Nagmumumog na din ako ng warm water na may asin. Lagi din ako sa clinic para magpapahid nung gamot na sobrang hapdi. Pero hindi naman lumiliit yung sore!

Ang arte ko din magshalita kashe di ke nge mashedong mabuke yung mouth ke.

Sabi nung nurse, kulang daw ako sa Vitamin C, so magtake daw ako ng 1000mg para mas mabilis gumaling. Tinanong ko kung gano katagal usually tumatagal yung mga ganitong singaw. 1-2 weeks daw!

Pakshet! So ibig sabihin, 1.5 weeks pa akong hindi makakakain ng mabuti. 1.5 weeks pa kong nde makakapagsalita ng maayos. At higit sa pakshet na lahat, 1.5 weeks din na nde ko pwede ichuva si Jimboi! Parusa ito, parusa!!!! I hate it!

Pigs

Pigs are pigs regardless of form, age, sex, color, size, educational attainment.

But what sent my eyebrows flying skyhigh is this pig who is literally a pig! Dude, come on (eyes rolling)! Where would you even get that idea? Why do you have to stare at me like I'm an alien or something? You disgusted by my presence? And you think I am not by yours?

I'm sorry but I am not a cannibal - I don't eat my own.

And who do you think you are? In a room full of eye candy, would I choose a porkchop? You got to be kidding me. I didn't know pigs can be funny too.

Ano ba naman yang naisip mo?

We've talked about that before haven't we? You PROMISED he won't be in the picture anymore, didn't you.

What were you thinking? I don't care if he is going away to Dubai with his boyfriend. It still is not an excuse for you to go out with them both. Despedida is not valid for you to have dinner or coffee or whatever with that bitch. You know how I feel about that don't you? I made it clear. Crystal clear. Very clear! Loud and clear!

Going away dinner. Crap! Despedida my ass! Convenient alibi.

What the heck? Are you even thinking?

I'm fuming mad right now. I can't believe how stupid you could sometimes be.

Spreading Love One Post at a Time

(This entry was supposed to be posted Sunday morning and is for someone I realy, really, really detest!)

Oh yes, I still very much hate you! Bigtime!

Don't you get it? Haven't you noticed he is avoiding you? I bet you already have noticed that he does not reply to your text messages anymore (sabi mo nga na suplado na sya!)? Why don't you just stop? He just doesn't know how to tell you directly.

Well then let me.

Back off bitch! Let me spell that again for you - B-A-C-K O-F-F! Just dissolve in the background will you? Go to the desert for all I care. Find someone else to drink coffee with, look for someone else to do work out routines with (ever heard of personal trainers?). Drink coffee by yourself. Do your workout alone. (I thought you said you are a loner? Why then not be a loner that you claim to be?) Why don't you just ask your own boyfriend to accompany you? Oh, I forgot he has little time for you right? That's why you decided that you want to share mine?

Why don't you just stop trying? Stop bugging us already.

I've said my piece, you two-faced A-hole. Don't let me say it again.