The Slumber Party/Horror Marathon and the Housing Fiesta

Friday night was stormy. I felt like the wind was going to tear off our windows and the rain was pretty heavy. Outside, the lightning went off and on, like disco lights. The telephone rang and it was our cousin, Erika, informing us that there would be a sleepover that night and a horror marathon. The weather was pretty freaky so we decided to go (I know, ironic, isn't it?). We watched Alone, it was really creepy and we were all screaming our guts out. In between, we ate Pancit canton, made my our very own Bambino, Andre! I could almost hear him say BENE! lol. Then we watched The Teacher, which isn't a horror movie really, more like the SAW kind of movie, lots of blood and gore. But me like. The story was really good and we (those who weren't sleeping yet) enjoyed it.

11:20 pm, we nestled up and cramped into Auntie Aisle's bed. I should say that even if we were still freaked out, we slept pretty good. When we woke up in the morning, we exchanged funny stories, had a good laugh and went downstairs to have breakfast. Mama and Papa were more than accommodating. Then we watched Ghost Train (2 out of 5 stars -- too many ghosts) We were supposed to stay longer but my sister unexpectedly had her period so we went home ahead of the rest.

Sunday. I had a dilemna. I wanted to stay home. But it was either I go with the rest of the Baje Family to the Tabunok Fiesta or I go to Housing Fiesta by myself. Well, actually, it wasn't really a dilemna because it wasn't very hard to choose between the two alternative. Read this: FRIENDS.


So I'm letting the pictures (taken by our phones) speak for themselves.



Doreen's Advance Birthday/Debut Party giveaway. Her birthday's on the 18th but she still has classes on that day so she had to celebrate her birthday yesterday.



Rain. After Doreen's we headed to Chipoy's and ate (again.) The sky was already very dark when we decided to go to Carole's house. I was very reluctant because I don't really know her that well, I mean we DID only meet once.



But I guess I'd have to say that she was very civil and moments later, we were like close friends. We stayed at their house for about two hours and we went to Raymund's. It was already raining when we went outside.



No amount of rain can ever dampen our camera-whore spirits. *lol*



See how happy we where..



We were already at Raymund's house but we were still up for a couple of photoshoots. This is from left, Carole, Bridget and Elmer with my guitar.



Me and Elmer. We were both in red so we kind of thought to do an emo kind of pose.



AH, FOOD AGAIN!



AND AGAIN!



With BOOZE of course! Haha!



Already 6:30 when we took this. This was our last shot inside the house..



Okay, maybe not..



Shot taken outside. It was really dark. And we were with Raymund's dog, Lucy. We then walked together towards school.

Okay, so when we were jsut doing that, we encountered a group of drunk (not to mention ugly) guys and they were verbally harassing us. We got all freaked out and walked really fast. Luckily, we arrived there without anyone getting hurt. Now, I had a problem. How was I going to get home? And then there was Keith..who was kind enough to take me home on his motorcycle. The bad thing about it though was my mom and dad were right outside when we arrived. Talk about awkward. They must've thought he was my boyfriend or something. No thanks. Keith is soo not my type.

So right now, I'm pissed off because I couldn't download a stupid split file. And I'm thinking later, I'd be up for a lot of questions. Scary.

My Boss, My Hero *and my loneliness*

Today, my mom, my sister and my dad are arriving from Manila after being there for a week or so. But suddenly, I wanna be alone. Maybe it was because I feel bad because they weren't able to buy me that frickin dress. But I guess I'm grown used to being alone. I really am an introvert, ain't I? And besides, I enjoyed the whole week they were away. I was able to host a swim and a sleepover, I downloaded a whole bunch of KAT-TUN goodies and I re-discovered my love for Japan, which was good. The only downside was I had trouble sleeping right away because I was afraid I'd find a white-dressed girl with long hair and a deep-rooted grudge when I opened my eyes. Plus, the crickets outside were distracting me a lot. It would have been a good time to listen to good music. Unfortunately, I still haven't received any updates on my broken mp4 from Abenson.

So last night, I slept smiling. I just finished My Boss, My Hero.



It's a very beautiful and funny school drama about a third generation Yakuza heir, Makio Sakiki (Nagase Tomoya, lead singer of TOKIO), 27 years old, Scorpio *lol*. He would have been perfect for boss except that he's VERY stupid. He blew this 27 Million Yen deal because he didn't know what 27+5+5 is. So in order to correct this, his father sends him back to high-school. He opposes this but if he refused, his father would make his younger brother the boss. He didn't want that so he finally agreed.

With the help of his faithful underlings, the most loyal perhaps is Kazu (played by Koki *yay*), he is able to go to St. Agnes (his high-school) without being exposed. There he meets Jun Sakurakoji (Tegoshi Yuya of NEWS), which he calls Sakura-something, and Hikari Umemura, the midget, who would eventually become a lumbrjack and who constantly whack his heart stupid. I find this really funny. A lady-killer 27-year-old Yakuza boss getting all stutter-y and lovey-dovey over a little girl ten years his junior.

I also like Sakura-something. He calls Makio "Makky". Pretty tacky to call a Yakuza boss such a cute name, huh? First, "Makky" is annoyed with Jun but eventually they become very good friends. His homeroom teacher, Masami-sensei (Kashii Yuu) also plays an important role in his life. She gives him a reason to learn and encourages him to go on forward. Makio starts to adjust to his classmates and has fun with them. He even appoints himself the class leader and he I say he did a pretty good job. He brought a class full of indifferent students together and was able to establish a sense of friendship among all of them.

In the end though, their rival gang exposed him and he was expelled, unable to graduate. He got elected boss but he voluntarily gave up the position to his younger brother and went back to high-school in another school.

The drama ended up good and it made me cry a lot. I guess it shows that even for a 27-year-old Yakuza, it's not too late to experience youth, love and friendship. The drama was just about those. And now, I'm suddenly getting nostalgic. I want high-school once more!!!

Sex and Something Random

Well today I am waiting for the KAT-TUN Real Face Concert to finish downloading on my torrent. I can hardly wait because it's already 97.9% finished. The problem that I am now facing is the lack of peers and the download speed has been zero since I last checked in. Last night, it was pretty fast, then it stopped. Dammit.

I watched Plum Blossoms last night and Summer Time the other night, just to kill time. They're Korean movies revolving around sex. Well sex. I like the idea of sex. Not that I ever had sex but because I just like it. Honestly, I don't know. But really, everybody likes sex and nobody needs a reason why. So Plum Blossoms, not my kind of movie. Plus, it was Kim Rae Woon who did the lead role and it's kind of weird seeing a guy, who plays the good 'ole boy-next-door in all the dramas I've seen, masturbate and use women for his sexual pleasure. And it was weird because in the movie, the first time he did it was in a beautiful greenhouse. Yeah, plants and all. So yeah I thought it was really strange for people to do that in a greenhouse but I actually got turned on.

So the night before I watched Summer Time. It was more or less the re-make of the Philippine movie Scorpio Nights. The movie had no plot. Just several sex scenes--the same position (dogy-style), the same couple. It was boring and I didn't like it. The story was about this college student who watches his apartment neighbors have sex through the peephole. The wife pretends to be asleep while her husband humps her (pardon the word) so he thought that, "Hmmn, maybe I could steal some good time". And he did, imitating how her husband does it every time. From drinking a glass of water first to touching her ass to the actual sex. And it was pretty stupid because the wife never found out that she was having sex with another guy until they decided to take the missionary position where she could see who she's fucking with. But then she doesn't object and they have sex all the time until they got caught and her husband kills the poor guy.

And the only part where I actually felt sympathy for the girl was when I found out that her husband actually raped her before they got married. And she was a ballet dancer. But then she gave her dream up to tie the knot with an asshole.

So, what do I think about sex? I honestly can't answer that. I think it's bogus and beautiful at the same time. People get horny, that's a fact of life. And having sex is too. But I don't think people need to rush it and I think it wouldn't matter in a relationship if two people love each other. Well, if ever I get myself a boyfriend, I'd make it known that I'll never do him unless he marries me.

Oh dear. I am blabbering again. Oh and I just cleaned the bathroom. Tsk, looks like I'm really bored, huh?

Home Alone

I don't know if I'm regretting my decision to stay.

Tuesday night, I was ecstatic to see my sister, my mom and my dad leave. Well, one of the reasons why was because they were (mom and dad) fighting that same night. They're leaving to get my sister enrolled in UP Diliman so they'll have to stay in Manila at least a week because she has this freshman orientation thing on May 5. So that means, I'm all alone for 7-10 days. I rejoice in the fact that no one will get in the way of the things I wanna do like watching porn, staying up late, cooking really disastrous stuff and practicing my pronunciation.

So Wednesday, I thought of having my friends come over but then I figured I'd have to prepare. And since no one's home, the word 'sleepover' popped in. Raymund had just arrived from Manila so I also thought that maybe we could steal a little swim in Humbayon as well. A sleepover and a swim were a lot of things to plan over a day so I decided to go to Ormoc Wednesdayand buy food and have them come over on Thursday instead.

Group messages were sent and word was spread. At two o'clock, I started to sweat and they started to arrive. I asked Kuya Opao to drive us there so there were no transportation problems whatsoever. I wanted to see at least 10 people but there were only 9 of us, which in more ways that one, made me sigh (in relief). It was labor day so there were a number of people at Humbayon too so we waited until several of them left. We had fun swimming and diving (hardly) and teasing each other's ass off, laughing and just being ourselves. It would have been a lot more fun though if there were more of us. But nonetheless, we were happy among our little group. We had to leave at five and when we got home, we faced our "sleepover issue"

See, only three of them actually confirmed that they were sleeping over. Raymund, Ytel and Carl. Problem was, Ytel didn't want to be the only girl sleeping over and if Ytel didn't sleep over, there was no way that Raymund and Carl would. I couldn't do anything so I just got them to at least have dinner with me. After dinner, we went upstairs in pursuit of a good horror movie marathon. I promised them I'd let them leave at nine. Unfortunately, the tv had some brightness problems and we couldn't see the faces properly. Furthermore, the boys were a constant distraction. But we had nothing else better to do so we just tolerated the movie.

Tick tock. Nine o'clock. To my luck, they were getting homier and homier. And if I applied a little more strain, I was sure they'd finally give in and choke a permission out their parents. Gael and Sheila were out of the question. They wouldn't stay no matter what I say. So I concentrated on the hesitant ones like Caren, Ezra, Ytel, Carl and Raymund. Yay me I got them to stay. Chipoy and Antonieto weren't able to come with us during the swim but they caught up with the sleepover.

It was nearly twelve when we decided to watch Van Wilder 2. I got them to sleep in the Master's Bedroom because it had an aircon and we could all fit in there. Carl was the first one to sleep. Then, Chipoy, then Raymund, then Ytel, then me.

Three o'clock am, I was awakened at the voices of Ezra and Antonieto talking. Apparently, they couldn't sleep. I got up and talked to them for a bit, you know, catch up. My eyes got heavy and I got back to sleep.

It was six when I got up. Carl and Chipoy were already up. Seven, we had breakfast. Between that and eight, we talked and watched another horror movie. At nine, they left.

And suddenly, that dreaded word whacked me hard on the head like a volleyball. I was alone again. Today, I just slept through the whole morning and afternoon. My whole body was sore when I got up. Then it rained and I got nostalgic and I cried a little bit and here I am, writing it down.

It's kind of funny when I see the house really empty without my family and friends. When they're here, I'd wish they weren't. And if they weren't, I'd wish they were. Maybe it's normal when you feel lonely. Or when you start to miss people. I've only been alone for a day and I'm already feeling depressed.

Oh well. It just scares me to think that I'll be feeling this way for seven more days. I hope I can cope with my loneliness. I suck at it but I know I'll get by. Eventually :-D