here comes the sun, i say it's all right.

met pretty coohool people yesterday.

a couple with a huge huge house on our street, but do not have electricity. it's odd how the facade of the house looked so good albeit its interiors are dilapidated.

it isn't so bad and afterall they are friends of T*no.

we had vodka and orange juice and red horse. it's like 3 straight days of drunken stupor. i can live like that minus the beer tummy and the consecutive uses of bathroom, puking on the toilet bowl, and the headache. operative word is can.

i snagged a pair of knock off rayban's from one of the guys too. so i've like two knock offs now. hehe.

we had a slice of choclit cake at home.

after the salon- i asked where am i supposed to go home to, so i wind up at T*no's, his grams beckon me to come inside- i was actually bashful and scared at the same time. and then T*no greets me with, oh you're so beautiful- in a crazy accent. too cute.

i hang on to his every word.

saw the friends do coke and meth. i'm like wow. they do that. and i'm outside and imbibing. so i guess we both decided to get out of the dilapidated mansion.

funny how i'm writing this entry. they're all randomized. and just typing as how i remembered them.

i was crying. and kissing. and crying. and my eye sockets are almost out and my eyes were salt-stung and swollen when i woke up for work. funny what alcohol can do to your systems.

i said, why dyo have to be there forever. you can father a baby. i can mother your babies when you ask.

i blurted out my feelings waaaaaaaaaaaaay, way too late. and learned this person felt the same. and it's toooooooooooo late.

and realize, you meet people in the commonplace. they're the dingledodies you'd get to meet and are attracted to, and you keep going after them your whole life. one good example is this lad.

well at least i know where to get weeds, meth, and coke if ever i wanna do something illegal. ha!

twas crazy warm and hot ang heanitttttttttttttttttttttt yesterday afternoon. the whole time he'd fan a makeshift cardboard fan on me. i was delighted of course. and whenever i go near him at the milk studios, his hands would be on my lower back, as if hugging me.

and he says good night. ;p and it's the first time that i'm kilig over someone calling me by my name. (cheese.)

then i can skip out the bad part of the day. after we smoked his marlboro lights.

and after i haven't heard from him the whole day. :(

everything that's happened is cool all the same. i'm shameless and i've no monsters to hide from.

[photo inset: nag antay sa puno ng kamunsil. ;p]