all i know is..

it's kinda odd how to feel strongly about the holidays when the person you cared about do not care about it. or maybe am just easily swayed. i don't know..

but, then again.. december is always beautiful cuz of the cold blowing of the wind during the night or early morning, a refreshing change to the normally stuffy weather we have, and well, there's a weird holiday spirit that makes everyone a bit nicer and kinder..

out of pettiness i picked on the worst excuse for a tampo tampo fit. wala ko ni mark gipatulan. hahaha. and he managed to joke about it.

i don't have a continuation of the zooey story. i told him he can make it next year.

i told him that maybe one day when am really wealthy i'd go to mexico and drink the hugest bottle of tequila with the wrinkley worms and go dancing and wear the prettiest white dress with ruffles..

am told: i'd want to go to new zealand and fish at their crystal clear streams.. drink fresh milk.. breathe in fresh air.. and eat the juiciest beef steak.. :-)

told him i'd rather be a gypsy than a hobbit.. haha..

i got two more on my list today:
raen facts: with you there is silence but not awkward silence..
more facts: you are not as boring as you think you are.. or as weird..

so much for not being weird or boring. told him in this lifetime i ate the following: frogs, dawgs-gross i know, pigeons, rabbits, grasshoppers, and well, lobsters only twice in my life.. and i want to eat the worm inside that giant bottle of tequila. ü

i told him that it would be tough to find a person who'd not question my partying and drunken tush during the past four years.. and that i did really eeejiotic things and wasn't mindful of the consequences..

maybe it's me or the Christmas woes and blues. or it's still the bad bout of pms.  i quickly dissolved into tears the whole morning and slept almost whole day cuz of it. kakapagod and exhausting. i wish boys would have these as well. it's not fair.

♥

my sister is aghast at the fact that i make patol with a two year old and would not yield. ga ugtas si kenji sa ako today. i'd squeeze him tight and hug and kiss him and he'd yell and throw tantrum fits. and i'd be really happy. haha. my wonderful mind compared to a two year old!

shobe and theomarc will be in bacolod tomorrow. yey!

i hope i'd see mark during the holidays. lawig sang vacation. but, i had to wait til the 30th or 31st cuz assumptionista sad sha. he thought i'd be sleeping the whole time.

and kairi is a darling. she would wail the loudest when hungry. and maghubog og gatas.


dear cities. thanks for making this year a life-altering one. the going to washington, the seeing of the bears and the wild outdoors that i'm not so crazy about but had been a wonderful experience, the transfer of account, the meeting of sooo many people, the uncertainty of the job that i have and knowing that it doesn't necessarily make up my whole person, the new friends i've come to know, the old friends am keeping til i looked like a raisin or a prune, for angelo who will forever be mine even if he thinks he's not mine, for my whole family and the new additions tmac and kairi, for giving me a small group, for mark david and his stories out of imagination and his faith, and the feeling of being blessed in great abundance.

dear cities. no wonder people love you.


Once again we find ourselves enmeshed in the Holiday Season, that very special time of year when we join with our loved ones in sharing centuries-old traditions such as trying to find a parking space at the mall. We traditionally do this in my family by driving around the parking lot until we see a shopper emerge from the mall, then we follow her, in very much the same spirit as the Three Wise Men, who 2,000 years ago followed a star, week after week, until it led them to a parking space. ~Dave Barry

happy holidays. haha.

i think the grinch quote is more apt:

And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled 'till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store. What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more. - How the Grinch Stole Christmas, Dr. Seuss

raenyberry. ♥