JB's18th and some

Note: Sj and I spent two and a half hours walking around Megamall looking for good stilettos. Unfortunately, I ended up wearing flats to the party. Pang party nalang ni Nikki ang stilettos.

Melai and I got there, got to our table and watched the program. Pam S, comedy ka. Haha. After the program, they danced while we ate and ate and ate. The chocolate fountain is love <3.The poker tournament started and since I had no idea how the game was played, we took pictures until my camera ran out of battery and the disposable cameras on each table ran out of film. Issa and I decided to go outside, then Melai followed, then Julie and Pam L followed. Until finally, Issa and I were the only ones left inside our car. All in all? Steady lang. =p

Happy 18th JB. =) I remember our Ateneo days...You, Me, Ven, Gabbie...groupies. Shet. Hahaha.

Next debut: Nikki looooooove <3

We are invisible. Issa, sana mabasa mo 'to.

I feel bad about so much. But then again, life must go on. Although, I can't help feeling bad about the same things over and over again. Oh well.

Nina and I met up at Gateway. We ate at Cibo because we were desperately craving for pasta. Haha. But before we ended up there, we chose Italianni's.

Pasok..
Waiter: Ma'am, table for?
V: Table for 2. Pwede sa taas?
Waiter: Sure, ma'am.
Akyat..
(looks at menu)
V: Mas mahal dito.
N: Ano? Labas tayo?
V: Tara.
N: Shet. Nakakahiya!
V: Ok lang yan. Pake ba nila.
Tayo..
(waiter opens door)
V: We shall return..
Waiter: Yup!

Nakakahiya. Haha. We walked around, tried stuff on and bought a gift for JB. At some point, we decided to make a list of our long and short term goals. Haha. I love Nina. Too bad Nadine's in Canada(kehnuhduh). I love Nadine and Nina. They make me want to change my name to...Nicka.=D

And what about. I tried on my black stilettos when I got home and I realized that the heel of the right shoe is on the verge of getting broken. Shit. Eh bukas ko na kaya gagamitin. STUPID. Oh well.

Bora is sinful.

Buti nalang wala akong pera para dun. =p

18th!

I loved my birthday surprises. I didn't have any plans for the day but my friends compensated for my complete lack of initiative.Haha.

Surprise #1(5:30am): Sj came over with the intention of waking me up. Unfortunately, I was already awake because I slept early the night before.

Surprise#2(7:30am): Someone rang the doorbell and left two paper bags with bags. Ngeh. Haha. I wasn't going to give up! I stayed outside and caught Chezka and Nikki hiding behind a car two houses away from ours. Haha. Balloons, flowers and a cake!!

Surprise#3(around noon): Sj lost his keys. HOORAY! Lunch at Burgoo. Surprise ba yun? I paid, yeah!!

Surprise#4(4pm): My lolo and lola came over then we ate at Chilli's--my favoritest restaurant. Haha.

Surprise#5(9pm): My grade 6 barkada+Sj at my house when I got home. And I figured that my parents were stalling after dinner. Haha. When I took off my blindfold, they had an inflatable pool with 18 wishes floating inside. =)

Surprise#6:

A scrapbook with letters from everyone I love.(emphasis on everyone i love)

Nikki and Chez: THANK YOU!! I love love love youuuuu. Bubs! Too bad you're in....I don't know where you are. But we miss you!! I love you guys. =)

My grade 6 barkada: Great tactics. Haha. THANK YOU!! I love you all. Sleepover at Dang's house soon. Can't wait! Lovelove.=)

Sj: Thank you for staying with me from the time I woke up until the time I slept. 23 hours. Shet. And thank you for your gifts. THANK YOU!! I love youuuuuu and you know that. Best I ever had. Yey. =)

And I absolutely love everyone who wrote letters and short notes for me. You all made me feel happy and loved on my birthday. Shet kayo. Haha. I love you all!

Yuck so feel ko artista ako. Haha. It was tiring, but it was all worth it. I feel so damn special. Having friends like all of you makes everything seem surreal and really, really lovely and extravagant and fantastic and amazing. Haha.

But wait, pwede na kong makulong at manood ng R-18. Hooray.

Smile though your heart is aching

1. I smell something fishy. =p

2. I miss my Bubbles. CAMILLE SAHAGUN!! I miss you like crazy even more than words can say!! Yuck, isang araw palang. Haha. See you in a week!

3. I miss my grade 6 barkada.

4. I watched Wicker Park this morning and that girl, Alex? She's one big beeeeeeetch. Haha.

5. I smell something fishy. What kind of fish could it be? =p

Back!

I didn't go anywhere, actually. Our phone line just got crazy. Seriously. Weird sounds.

Anyway, this was Thursday:

Aside from the churches we visited, it was mostly about pillow fights and fish crackers. How holy. =p

Friday was Good Friday so I kept quiet and stayed home. Saturday was Black Saturday but I didn't wear black. Easter was spent in Acropolis watching OTH and doing nothing. What a holy holy week.

Yesterday, we did our NSTP paper in Starbucks. We had to eat at Pancake House because every single place to eat at in Katipunan was damn full. Hooray.

And this conversation describes last night:
Nikki: Where did you go yesterday?
Vicka: Megamall(supposedly to buy something but we ended up leaving) then Shang. Then we fought about money. Then we made up. Then we fought again. Then we made up. =)
Nikki: Money?! Bakiiiiiit haha

Thank youuuu Sj. =) The bully will always love picking on the gullible one. Haha. Last night was terribly complicated and weird. Ack. Don't cry, little one. Make a wish for each sad little tear. =p

But we need a new anklet already. Mine's too small. Naaalis mag-isa. What about. Lylyly.=)

HHK!! <--nikki?

By tomorrow, I will have something to write about. =)

This conversation is for the benefit of the Perfects. Imagine her saying it, with the accent and mannerisms. Pero basahin niyo na rin. Pamatay si Lye e. Kailangan niyo siya makilala. =)

Vicka Siddayao: kamusta naman ang rome?
Lye Jularbal: hahaha ayos lang
Lye Jularbal: ang saya!!
Lye Jularbal: akala ko makikita ko si pope benedict XVI
Lye Jularbal: kaya lang nakalimutan ko, ROME-blon pala ako!!
Lye Jularbal: HAHAHAHA
Vicka Siddayao: gaga
Vicka Siddayao: hahahahahhahahha
Vicka Siddayao: =))

I was laughing a silent laugh. Like...A a a a a a a a a a a a a. Walang H. Shet ka, Liza. Haha.

ILYIMYLL!! <--ano chez? nikki? wala pa rin? haha.

I curse a lot.

I'm putting my emo-ness aside because it isn't getting me anywhere, anyway. I was supposed to say I was going to stop blogging but then I thought "Uloooool. Di ka tatagal." Haha.

Everytime I hear First of Summer, even a tiny part of the song, I end up singing it the whole day. EH NAMAN. Nothing good's happening to my summer. I want to go out. Deputa. I haven't done anything productive this summer. I was supposed to ask my mom if it was ok that I went to the gym but I keep forgetting (I swear sabaw na ko. I had to check the spelling of forgetting on MS Word.) I haven't gone out with my friends and the Perfects don't get an exemption because the only 'going out' we've done is school, Moro and PCMC. I want to see high school friends. I want to see my grade 6 barkada. I want to watch a movie. I want to drink. I want to get wasted because I never did get to experience that I'm-never-drinking-again feeling. I want to enjoy my summer. I want to have fun. I don't want to end up sober and emo because summer isn't about locking yourself up in your room and lying down to sleep all day. Well, maybe it is a little like that. But my point is....I don't know what my point is. I never have a point.

Funny. I want to write but there doesn't seem to be anything to write about. I could write about myself, but I always do that and it's getting awfully boring and dull. I could write about my day, but nothing really happened today. Wait, we made up. Well, sort of. Haha. And I watched The Life of David Gale, which was, mind you, not a let down. Catch it on HBO one time. Great movie. I love the plot. =) But people on IMDB don't seem to agree. Oh well. I could write about anything, actually, but no one reads this anyway so why bother, right?

MY POINT IS: I WANT TO WRITE BUT THERE'S NOTHING TO WRITE ABOUT. (It's the first sentence in the last paragraph, see?)

Ergo, I will write about nothing. Watch out for that.

ILYIMYLL. =) <--sige chezka, try figuring the last 2 letters out then go pick on me. haha!

Dramatic shit

Sugar, we're going...

d
o
w
n

History repeats itself. Fate fails. Destiny proves itself wrong. And a chance is crushed.

You know why history repeats itself? Because people never learn. -Anton Overio

I won't mention what in the name of my crapped up summer is happening but I don't like a single bit of it.

I want to get summer over with. This "thing" we have? It isn't really working out at all.

That was supposed to be between the two of us. But now that you've said it, I'm sorry. Good bye.

Shitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshit. Watch the tears roll down. Here we go again.

HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY CARMELA ISABEL TUPARAN DEANG!

I love you.<3

Like she knows this exists. Hah!

Eighteen Schmeigteen!

What's so special about being 18 that people are pressuring me about a party? Kahit ano namang mangyari, mukha parin akong 12 years old no. Amp.

Can I skip being 18 and turn 19 instead?

Magparty nalang tayo sa inflatable pool namin. Sorry na. Wala kaming pool unlike..........some people.

Bye.