Stoked!

Damn it. I'm supposed to be stoked. But no. It ain't happening...AGAIN. My life sucks.

It's another daddy dilemma day. Jeez. Whenever we try to have a decent conversation it ALWAYS ends up being a frikkin' sermon! We were just making suggestions on the interior of the house and he suddenly blabs about how we're not working our asses off. For goodness' sake! He wants to turn the house upside down! And for the nth time, he's complaining why we're no good, how brats like us, ain't gonna make it in the real world. Oh puh-lease. We almost didn't watch Meet the Fokkers. I had to pull that silent treatment. It worked. Haha.. So finally I've watched Meet the Fokkers. He's so like Jack. When he's pissed and I'm pissed, I'll call him "Assshhhh-ole". Gaaawwwddd.. He's really like that. And I'm already saying to them that I'll find in-laws as crazy as the Fokkers just to make him miserable. There's this line in poster that's really cute: Family is misery. Hah!

Ah yeah..my last entry. It's time to talk about the boys, huh.

First stop: Ted. Haha! We don't even get to spend time together anymore, except during Markcu. He's one hell of a funny guy, I must say. He cracks me up everytime. He'll probably end up as one of my thesis mates. He's a good friend, but I don't want him to be a thesis mate, honestly. He's smart but when it comes to school work, I don't like working with him. He likes rock music a lot and he's like this bonjing guy. It's funny because he's a big guy and he jumps a lot with a big smile on his face. Imagine that.

Chris. Ah yeah. He's a nice guy. Too nice, actually. Smart and he has some people skills. We like the same TV shows. We used to text a lot just to tell that our shows are on, and once in a while, just to chat or whatever but most of the time, school stuff. He's just a groupmate last term. Used to have a little crush on him, but that's about it. The more I got to know him, the more that I realized, it ain't going further than a crush. We're good friends, though not as close as last term. We ain't group mates no more. Hehe. Too bad! I like working with him.

Aga. We hang out on our free time. We talk about all sorts of things. From the shallow to the deep. We're open to talk about personal stuff. We make fun of each other, we help each other out, and believe it or not, that's about it. We're tight. It's just weird though that since people are like trying to make something out of nothing, I try to look at him in that way and for some time now I try to. Gaawwwdd. I know girls who dig him and physically, I get that..a little. It's just weird. I never looked at him that way, and now, I'm like..forced. But..ain't happening. It's so weird, it's funny. It's like I know too much already. Haha!!! Criminy, I paid for the parking, the toll, and even gas when he gave me a ride! Sheesh.

Jam. We hang out on our free time. There's 3 of us, actually: Me, Aga and Jam. Jam and I have, what we call "miserable lives" being single since birth. Oh yeah! He's my dance partner during PE! I even remember having a crush on him for like 5 seconds. Haha! (Like my 5-second crush for Joaquin Pheonix). Then I realized. "Oops! Di pala!" Anyway, we have a lot of things in common. We spend time spotting people for each other. He points out my "leg jiggling". We're tight. He got my back, I got his.

And there you go, "My Boys". Oh and by the way, George, my carpool-mate, we just watched a frikking movie. Nothing to it! Gawwd. And puh-lease!!! Not because I'm hanging out with a guy, he's like "my boy". Criminy. I have a lot of guy friends, but they're just that. I'm one of the frikking boys. Now, I dunno if that's a good thing. Hehe. But at least there's balance. I have a bunch of girlfriends, and I have a bunch of boyfriends. Haha. But technically, like I told Ida, there's only 2 bf's: Aga and Jam.

Hhhhmmm...Oh fuck. I'm gonna start "Run for My Life" tomorrow. Hehe. Every day, I'll wake up early and I'll jog around the village (well not around the whole village) for a healthier life. Haha!! It's like lying to myself, huh! I dunno if I'll be able to wake up that early...7am! I regularly put my cellphone on alarm and when it does alarm, I wake up then turn it off. Haha. But I'll try. Hafta turn those flabs to abs. Haha! Gawwdd I'm rhyming. Ok, I'll stop now.