At Cris's invitation, we spent the day at Nine Waves to celebrate her grad and Paul Lim's birthday last monday. Attendance was low - Me, Yna, Cris, Paul Lim & Cris (duh!), Jemai, Jon, Greg, and a very late Jonar - which meant more food for everyone, and lunch was on Cris.

For a wave pool resort located in the middle of nowhere, er, San Mateo, it wasn't bad, amenities-wise. If one finds themselves desperate to at least imagine themselves at the beach with waves splashing, this is the place to be, only a good 30 minutes from Philcoa. Warning though, the wave pool is only turned on when there are 25 or more people in the pool (and then turned off when there's suddenly less). And the level of service is quite horrible, and there is the unavoidable and very noticeable blaring of the Nine Waves jingle every fifteen or so minutes. While it may sound like the refuge of the desperate, with the presence of desirable company (as there was today), it becomes almost fancy.

Tags: me, summer
Current Mood: okay

After a year off being pissed off at the Hollywood machine for Pirates 2 (Sobrang bitin! Nakakainis!), I saw the last installment of Pirates of the Caribbean last week with Aina. I don't know what the critics are saying, but I loved it. I thought it was weird that Johnny Depp kept on having hallucinations and sorry for Elizabeth and Will (I wanted a much happier ending than Will getting what is essentially conjugal visits once every ten years), but otherwise it was entertainment. Earlier, we ran into Dad at Cibo and we were lucky he footed the bill. I am going broke at the moment.

Mom and I had lunch at Tony Roma's yesterday where she blamed me the whole time about how bad the food was - the Marinara had 3 teeny shrimps and the salad was a bit too tart - and actually made me pay for our lunch. Gah! Whatever happened to being a dependent until September?!

Anyway, pretty much same old, same old last week. I'm actually looking forward to working, if only to have something to do other than laze around the house.

Tags: me, summer
Current Mood: blah

Finally. I like this. It feels like I'm moving forward.

Tags: me, summer
Current Mood: hopeful

The problem with me is I so easily develop irrational paranoia (or is that contradictory?, like, is any form of paranoia irrational, hence the term?).

Lemme check it out: Paranoia is an excessive anxiety or fear which is considered irrational and excessive, perhaps to the point of being a psychosis. Paranoia is distinct from phobias where there is an irrational and persistent fear (generally without blame) of certain situations, objects, animals, activities, or social settings.

So I'm irrational, and for me there's really no difference between what I'm constantly paranoid about or things (mostly big, sea animals) I'm afraid of. Some worthy cases in point:

1. I refuse to go into a body of water meters off the shoreline without some proof of certification that there are NO SHARKS in the water. Blame that on replays of Jaws on Channel 9.
2. I also refuse to associate myself with the worst kind of sharks - the ones living out of the water and pretending to be human. I still blame that on Jaws. I don't care if Discovery says they're grossly misunderstood creatures of the deep.
3. I hardly believe that GOOD THINGS CAN HAPPEN or as quoted from Hosseini's Kite Runner, "There is a way to be good again." But good things do happen to me all the time, I'm not necessarily Miss Lucky (I have yet to win the Lotto, but maybe that's because I never buy tickets), but I have to smack myself every now and then just to remind myself how good I have it.
4. I get swayed by statistics. For example, I'm not walking into any Australian waters any time soon. If Steve Erwin, Mister-I-Can-Handle-All-Forms-Of-Animals-With-My-Bare-Hands can die at the hands of a stingray, then I most certainly can.
5. My pets dying. I sometimes have weird dreams where they die, and I wake up the next morning determined to give them the best last meal.
6. Hobbies. Let's just say, no matter how interested I am. I have serious commitment issues.

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Went to Divisoria yesterday with Mom and got the yellow version of my Shox at Tutuban at 40% off. What a steal!

Tags: me, ridonculous, summer
Current Mood: lazy

Last night, my mom got me to accompany her to the subdivision's quarterly Ladies Night, an activity that was sure to reach the heights of Stepford-wifeness. Luckily, Marga and Peng were also appendages to their moms, and the evening was not as bad as I predicted. Unfortunately, age did not exclude us from getting to know games with the other ladies, and I found myself having to memorize everyone's names, ages, and addresses in order to win a game for my assigned team (we didn't). My mom was the big winner of the evening, she brought home seven items from the White Elephant pile. Even I won something, Marga and I got prizes for being the youngest participants. (I think there were more prizes than there were guests.)

I can't imagine ever being that age (that where my kids are old enough to legally drown themselves in alcohol) and doing something like being part of a group's beautification committee, or getting to the point where crowd pleasing jokes are mainly jokes about my age. I do look forward to being a "lady of leisure" as Tita Glenda calls herself or maybe even planning my children's weddings while I spend weekends at the farm. Ang layo pa nun, and what I want will change. Till then, I'm content with potluck dinners, being my mom's occasional appendage (I'll alway's be my mom's daughter), talking about future prospects with friends, and the occasional wedding fantasy (yep, even if I'm pretty much single, and strangely enough, okay with it). Hey, everyone's got the right to dream, don't they?

Tags: me, summer
Current Mood: content

Last night, open bar at Silver City. Open bar at Tisha's. And yet my alcohol consumption can be recorded as 1 glass apple vodka, and one shot of Gran Matador. I know I'm getting old because 1) Im so over the alcoholic phase regardless of the availability of free alcohol 2) My earlier dinner conversation at Sugi for Rhett's birthday celeb consisted of a debate over Obama, how Americans can't, no matter how much they want to, leave Afghanistan, and how crazy it is that Trillanes will actually become a senator of this republic (Ermmm, didn't he cause some civil unrest a couple of years ago which left me, my family, and dog stranded outside Manila?) 3) Late night conversation at Joy's birthday party with Pia, Gino, Raffy (or Ruffle, as I call him), Nina, and Arnold was all about investing for your retirement. Im not complaining. It's great to wake up the morning after two birthdays and not have a nasty headache to contend with for the whole day.

Over dinner at Sugi, I congratulated Faye on her impending nuptials (8/8/08). She is as bubbly as can be. Snippet of our conversation -

Kim: What's your dream wedding?
Faye: Gusto ko parang Matrix.
Kim: Huh?!

The dinner was great (but the Hamachi was a bit too fishy for my taste). Mostly, we teased Jing and Rhett endlessly. You know where two guys are way too close and they show it, and it's just funny because you know they're both straight it's just that they've gotten to that level of friendship where they're comfortable with being almost girlish when it comes to certain things. Example -

Jing: I wasn't going to come, you know. You didn't greet me on my birthday.
Rhett: I was going to be really pissed off if you didn't. This morning I felt bad.
Jing: Yeah, well, my last birthday I waited for your call and you didn't greet me.

This went on for about ten minutes, until Faye and I pointed out that it was a bit gayer than their usual.

Joy's birthday party pictures are in Tisha's multiply.

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The potbelly is a chick magnet!

Tags: me, summer
Current Mood: chipper
Current Music: the annoying beeps of the World of Warcraft

Hey bluecheesecake, in case you just feel like hanging out, gimme a buzz naman o!

I have officially reached the breaking point of boredom. I have organized the refrigerator and pantry, complete with alphabetized list of contents with specific instructions to "remove from list once consumed." I have also organized my closet and shoes (into stackable plastic containers). Yesterday, I bought cartolina and chalk to make garage sale signs with. I've also priced two balikbayan boxes of old clothes. I was also able to arrange Weng's and Sonny's meeting with Brian and Mike for Saturday (am keeping them company on Saturday so yay! something to do for that day). I have yet to work on the rest of the garage sale stuff in the attic, but at least it's something to do. After this, I'm going through my reading assignment (haha, I'm such an eager beaver).

Yesterday I saw Shrek the Third with Dad and Greg. It has its moments but it's not as memorable as the first two films. The princesses were darn funny though.

I have been in a shopping frenzy since last saturday. Damn Multiply and e-retailers. Just when I've told myself I'd stop buying a new notice would come up in my inbox. The result - I'm definitely much poorer today than a week ago. Too late, the damage is done.

Note: Topshop and BYSI is holding its mid-season sale, up to 50% off. (Sadly, I couldn't fit into my regular size and I wasn't about to but one size bigger and make the permanence of my fatness a reality, haha.)

Tags: me, summer
Current Mood: blah