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"From now on, everyday will be the most important day." Hi! The name is Angela. Born on 10191988; existing (and living) for 21 years (and counting). Only daughter. Graduate of UST BSCS '09. Currently working (and wasting my once productive life) in night shift to sustain her luxurious life. Plans to mature on February 2010. Addicted to Web. A licensed driver. In a relationship since 122108. Loves my circle of friends. Loves sweets. Sentimental. Slim, long-legged with fair complexion. Wants to edit her life. So help me God.

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"You're Passing Over Me!"
Story told at 00:01 // 1 person(s) left violent reaction(s).

Supposedly, we would have a meeting regarding our SRM case study today in UST. I woke up at 7:30AM even though I slept at almost 5AM already. [My insomnia's on board. Err.] Unfortunately (or fortunately, haha), Bernard, our project manager, texted me that the meeting was canceled for some personal reasons. Hihi. Anyway, I just asked my family to go out since my lola's here and she wanted to make gala-gala. Hehe. Good thing my dad left Jetty with us. Acey's still with Mang Jhun, it's not yet repaired. Hay naku. It's been there since last week. Doesn't it want to go back with us? Haha. Pagod na siguro.

Since Jetty's number ends with 1 and today is Monday, we had no choice but to wait for 7PM before we could go outside Marikina. So we decided to go to SM. Hehe. I was there last night, too, after my mom and I attended the mass. Ikot-ikot lang. My mom was greenminded, she bought kitchen stuff colored green. Hehe. Tas aun. Around 5PM we went back home to fetch Marc. Punta kami sa pediatrician for his check-up. I missed Dra. Theresa. Hehe. She advised me to take the Cervical Cancer vaccination. No kidding, the vaccine costs more or less 5000Php. Err. Do I really need that? HAHAHA! :))

After the checkup, we dropped by Citibank then we headed to the new mall in Eastwood City. It's nice to hang out there. Though not all boutiques were already open. I had a lot of attempts in buying new blouse and dress, pero parang gumagana ung nakakapanghinayang. Haha. Akalain mo un, meron pala akong ganon sa katawan pagdating sa pagbili ng damit. Hehe. Pero ewan, sa dami ng gusto kong bilhin, wala na kong mabili. :P

We met PJ after his work. Overtime. Sipag. Hihi. We went to DQ to buy Dilly's. Waaa! I missed that; the last time I ate that, I was with Inah, a many months ago. Haha. Anyway, in DQ, I let Marc fall in line for me. When it was almost his turn, nagpalit na kami, ako naman ung pumila. Then there was this ugly-slash-feeling-gwapo foreigner who spoke in his highest pitch: "You're passing over me!" Ako naman, nagulat dahil bigla syang naghuramentado dun. Hanggang sa pinagdikdikan nya sa 'king I was passing over him and the child he was with. "But the boy who left [the line] is my brother," I said. Hanggang sa pinagdikdikan na naman nyang I was passing over them. Hay naku. Nasabi ko na lang, "Okay fine, go ahead." Err. I soooooper hate him to the highest level! Pag mapapadpad ako ng DQ, ung bwisit na foreigner na lang na un ang maiisip ko. Badtrip. Amp.

On our way back to parking lot, we saw this sooo gwapong Christian Bautista. Haa. I like him so much. He's tall. [You know how much I like tall guys.] He's macho. I like his get-up. Hihi. At least, ung asar mood ko ke ugly, arrogant man in DQ, napalitan ng inspired, kilig mood when I saw Christian. Hihi. Whatever. I'm just his fan. I have my PJ.. my Brad Pitt. :P Going back, we went back to the parking lot, having the thought na andun na sina Mommy. Nung nag-DQ kase kami, humiwalay na sila. Ayun. Wala pa pala sila dun. Ang tagal pa tuloy namin naghintay. Kung hindi ko pa miniscol, hindi pa magsisibalik. Nakakaloka na si Aya eh! Haha!

Tas uwi na. Ooops. Magfa-finalize pa ko ng Thesis documentation namin para maisend ko na ke Steph. Sabi ko pa naman sa kanya itetext ko sya pag nasend ko na. Anong oras na oh. Haha. Oh well. I have until 9AM tom para maisend ko sa kanya. Haha! :D

Thanks Pij for the DQ treat. :)

Back to reality.
Do you still remember the homily during the New Year's mass? Maging mapagpakumbaba. I guess what I did with that arrogant man in DQ is enough that I could still remember what this new year is all about.