Happy birthday Patchuchay!!!

Another one of my friends has turned into the big 1-8. :) Congratulations. You are now legal. LOL.

She was sooo pretty yesterday. No, not pretty. Beautiful. Inside and out! Wow...

The celebration wasn't big, just a few friends gathered together in a villa. But if you went there, you'd understand me when I say I went for the company.

I saw Carl today! [Yebah! :)] It was wonderful seeing him again. Hirap maging cluster head noh? Waha. :) And even if we only spoke for a while, it was enough to remind me that he is and always will be my Kuya. Mahal na mahal ko talaga yung si Carl. He can make me laugh and smile even at the saddest times. :)

I also hung out with people like Ate Vea, Ate Vanny and of course Wynn. :) Nakakamiss pala ang YFC folks. :) They are the sweetest, nicest people in the world. :)

Segway! :)

We were in the pool and this kid was hanging out with us. We didn't mind coz he was one of the guests. After a while, most of the people got out of the water because it was getting late, but we stayed. Then this kid asks me "Ate, bakit ang ganda mo?" Wow. Pumapalakpak ang tenga ko. :) I managed to say "Ha?" And then he goes "Kamukha mo si Judy Ann Santos." Tragis. Tragis talaga. Ang dami-dami kong pwede maging kamukha, si Judy Ann Santos pa. Tragis talaga. I started swimming away kasi shempre nainsulto naman ako. Pero may pahabol pa siya "Bagay kayo ni Piolo." Pfft. Kid, get away. My bubble is about to burst. You don' want to see it... LOL.

Did I mention that the party was a suprise for Pat? Wow noh? She came there not knowing that she was going to have all that Roses, Candles and Treasures shit. :) Last night will really be one of the most memorable days of her life. :)

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I did something last night that I haven't done in a while. It felt good and scary and painful, but I liked it.

It was good because all my pains finally had release. It's like I've been waiting four long years for this to happen. This is what breaking away is all about...

It was scary because I had really made up my mind to do it. I really wanted to do it. And God, I liked doing it. I had stopped doing it and I had spent four years unlearning how to do it but in a single instant, I learned how do it again. I was victorious. Then again, I'm not.

It was and still is painful. I don't think I've ever cut myself this deep before. What's funny is that I was scared [though not of dying] I'd get blood all over my shirt. In case I didn't die, I didn't want to have to clean the mess up.

The physical pain is just an excuse for the tears, but it is nothing like what I feel inside...
kitten posted @ 11:37 PM