now i can write

i had two kilos of "aarrgh" in my chest (and no, i'm not talking about the girls :p) and i didn't want to soil my blog by writing about them.
i let it out na so that's over.

i guess i'm just really lucky thankful to have people in my life who get me, and they are the ones i laugh with, and run to and keep.
PLUS they know the irritating, annoying, unlovable side of me
--- like how cranky i get when i'm hungry, how condescending i can sometimes sound, how i wish all the bad karma in the universe be reaped by a certain co-dependent, attention-whoring girl who is rotten rotten rotten to the very core ---
AND STILL forgive me for it because they get it.

i hope everyone has at least one person in their life who gets them, you know, people who not just understand but as in really really GET them.
yes, even that co-dependent, attention-whoring girl who is rotten rotten rotten to the very core.

the inner quiet you get by just being around them (even if your chismisan and laughter is loud enough to wake the dead) is priceless.
i can't describe what it's like but
if you have people like that in yours, you'll get it.

purgare anima meum

exhale.

i don't respond to passive-aggressive behaviour.
if you're mad pissed at me, tell me because really, you won't get anything from me if you're being cold and deadma.
i don't pick up on that.
i'm um, how do i say this -- dense. hahaha.
and you'll end up going crazier by the minute because my cluelessness will make it seem i'm nananadya tapos you'll end up giving up. sayang time and effort mo tuloy na you're mad tapos hindi ko alam diba?
BUT
on the rare occasion na gets ko, i'll get tired of waiting around for the set-to (sorry i don't corner people into admitting how they feel about me. that's too histrionic even for me)tapos i'll erase you na lang from my universe. i have no room for artistas.
that's it pansit.
that's my rant for the year. thank you.

on a happier happier notechibel, i have a new puppy.


haha kamukha ko.
the dawg and his bitch.
i'm crazy in love with him.

after pato died, jek gave birth to 5 puppies.
2 were stillborn so we had three puppies for a month -- espresso, latte and mocha.
and then jek died because of some freak accident (na i don't want to talk about because it will make me all kinds of sad and angry again and i don't like feeling that way.)
anyway, so espresso became all weak and tamad to eat and we thought he was just depress-depressan so we had him confined and stuff para mag live pero namatay eh.
shoot. tapos i talked to the vet and i asked her kung baka parvo and it was!
so nag panic naman ako and i told my mommy to confine the two other puppies.

yung lobby namin parang doggie hospital. long story short, gumaling naman yung dalawa but latte died of complications and si mocha na lang.

and now he's the king of everything.

our kitties tuloy are confined to the kitchen and the banyo, poor things.




i don't want naman to bring them out kasi it's starting to rain and they might get wet and scared and run away tapos i'll worry about them -- if they've eaten na, or if they're cold or baka they got run over and shit hay!

pet love = strezzz!