© 2000 my photo archives - controlled light assignment for Mr. Bogusat's class, during junior year in high school.

Celebrating
Halloween!
I'm all partied out from Friday night's costume bash at H's, so I'm keeping it low key and helping my mom hand out the treats. I miss the good old days when Halloween costumes were actually wholesome and scary. I'm jumping on the bandwagon by saying this, but it's true that Halloween has become an excuse for many women to dress like they've stepped right out of a low budget porn flick. I mean, wherelese would you see a nurse and a cop in the same room, both dressed in stretchy spandex uniforms. Instead of this holiday as being every candy loving, teeth-rotting kid's dream, it's turned into every perv's wet dream. Let's reclaim the holiday, as well as our bodies - and keep the lingerie in the confines of the bedroom!

Anticipating
FIND 06 (Filipino Intercollegiate Networking Dialogue) this weekend at Drexel University in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania! It's my first time attending the dialogue so I can't wait to attend all the workshops and listen to the keynote speakers. Oh yeah, and to party with my fellow Filipinos ofcourse! Don't worry. I'll stay away from the magic Everclear.

My darling Hannah's birthday next Sunday! I haven't seen her for months now, and I can't wait to spend the day ice skating, eating, and shopping with my Lippincott girls! I miss you! I was born way too early... because for some reason I always connect with people who are three or so years younger than I am. That must mean that I'll always be a child at heart. -=oP

Consuming
Two slices of pizza, some garlic bread, and cinnamon sticks dipped in vanilla icing. And Pepsi, which I have not had in about three months. And ofcourse, for desert, a handful of mixed candy corn. Ok. I lied. More than a handful. I now have to add an extra hour of Pilates tomorrow to burn off all this junk food.

Watching
Dancing With the Stars to fuel my growing crush on Mario Lopez and his sexy dimples.

Singing Along To
Chris Brown's Say Goodbye
... You know this thing ain't been
a walk in the park for us....
How do you let go, when you
you just don't know, what's on
the other side of the door
when you're walking out...
There's never a right time to say goodbye...
it's not you it's me, I
gotta gotta figure out what I need..

I really just wanted to note that I love his line breaks and enjambments. I know it's an R&B song, but remember that some of the earliest forms of poetry were ballads! The lyrics speak to my situation right now, which is why it's been on replay. Which is also why my little brother is laughing at me.

and The Killers' When You Were Young
You sit there in your
heartache
Waiting on some
beautiful boy to
to save you from your
old ways...
He doesn't look a thing like Jesus, but he
talks like a gentleman
like you imagined when you
were young...

Haha, I really am sitting here in my heartache waiting for D, my beautiful boy. And no, he does not look like Jesus.


Thinking
About D, because even though his nonchalance is bumming me out, I'm still falling for him. I probably shouldn't reveal this in public, for the sake of my own integrity, but the truth is - I act like a child when it comes to relationships sometimes. I don't want to message him first, text him first, call him first, for fear that he'll think I'm too eager. And really, all this second guessing is preventing me from having an actuall relationship with him anyway. It's pointless, but I can't seem to motivate myself to stop stressing so much and just start being, God forbid, NORMAL, in front of him.

I should have bought that copy of GQ with my darling Dwayne Wade on the front cover, so I can get my mind off D.

Note: Let this post be a testiment to the fact that I am undoubtedly boy crazy. I just mentioned four different men (D, H, Mario Lopez, & Dwayne Wade) in a single post.

Labels: Weekly Tidings