of fuming mad

i got surprised when i received an email from Neighboorhood. the subject gave it all way: Lord, Give Me A Boyfriend! i was fuming in my seat!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! mygath! what has gotten into Neighboorhood that made him send me this email????? i still opened the email but i was not able to comprehend what i read because anger was filling my brain.

here's the first paragraph:

Gusto ko na talagang magka-boyfriend. Mag twe-twenty-two years old na ako, wala pa rin akong boyfriend.

i know someone who's 35 years old and she's a member of the SSB society. beat that!

Dati hindi naman ako gaanong nag-aalala sa pagiging boyfriend-less ko.

piece of advice honey: i'd rather not worry. it's too tiring. it'll come.

Nag-aaral pa kasi ako noon at iyon ang nagsisilbing excuse ko. Pero tapos na ako ngayon e. Ano pang excuse ko?

one doesn't need an excuse to explain her boyfriendless state. can't you just simply answer: wala eh? i do. end of statement. period. no more BUTs, IFs, and COZs. just plain: WALA EH.

you get the picture. i don't want to waste space putting in the whole email and adding my side remarks.

if Neighborhood's intention of sending me that freaking email was to make me laugh, i think it was not funny. on second thought, whatever his intention was, it'll never pass up as harmless.

of cocktails

Carambs and i had to attend the PLDT Hype launch at NBC Tent.

when the host (Edu Manzano) announced that it was time for cocktails, we didn't line up immediately since we thought that it was pica-pica food. we wanted to have a rice meal instead of pica-pica. but noooooooo! the caterer was Alba. oohh la la. the roasted calf was so D-E-L-I-C-I-O-U-S, we were eating it with our fingers while going through the whole buffet table.

after eating, we caught up with the Product Manager and she mentioned that they made "tipid" the food. having Alba as your caterer is "tipid"? uhmm, not in my world.

ladies and gentlemen, this is their idea of "tipid" cocktails.

of hoping and of expecting

after the PLDT Hype launch, we - the New Couple and i - headed over to Libis as i wanted to have Raspberry Mocha Kiss (my all-time feel good coffee) at Seattle's Best. we learned that Cereals and her friends were over at Jack's Loft. Carambs then had a craving for their cheesecake so we stayed in Jack's Loft instead. (but i still bought my coffee).

when i saw Cereals, i knew something was wrong. i didn't want to ask her why, i kinda knew the reason why. take a wild guess! you could actually see right through her that she was not enjoying her gmik. even though she was only 2 tables away, i kept on texting her "cheer up ü"

when i went home, i texted her something (i forgot!!!!) to make her feel better. mygath! even her replies show her dampened state. but my texts didn't make her feel better. sigh. at least i tried.

i wanted to text her this -- don't throw away this good time because someone else is too blind to see how great you are. -- but i changed my mind because i was afraid she might cry.

this morning, Cereals texted me that the night before was awful. i knew then that she was back to her old self. what a relief! i can't imagine Cereals so melancholic. i decided to send her the text message above. and she replied positively! she said: i'm saving this ü.