Okay, I miss blogging like I miss the summer. December breeze is everywhere and it spells h-o-l-i-d-a-y-s. Whoa. Pasko na, pasko na! At sobrang christmas rush na naman ako. Dell is an excellent shopping partner. We love to walk around, check stuffs here and there, have fun, laugh, and get naughty. Oh we’re just so crazy for each other that I can’t help but groove & sing: All I want is to feel this way To be this close, to feel the same All I want is to feel this way The evening speaks, I feel it say…

Tis the season of parties and reunions too. TheDesignPeople Manila christmas party was last Dec 16 at Jill’s, The Fort. As usual, wala pa rin akong magnet sa raffle. Sabi ni JL, kapag swerte ka daw sa raffle, malas ka sa lovelife, haha may kasabihan palang ganun. T’was fun. Winner yung order all you can. Was able to meet friends slash former officemates too, the DSC peepz. We had our usual annual get together at Pier One, TheFort then afterwards headed to our last stop, Starbucks pa din. It’s nice to see them again and reminisce old precious moments.

 Peepz: Vien (wearing red), Jowen (light pink), Richard (black shirt), N.A (violet), Sherwin (black jacket) and me (in light fuschia)

1. Sick. Argh. Fever and flu. I started feeling unwell last saturday, Graphika Manila multimedia conference pa talaga. Badtrip. At natapat pa yung upuan ko sa may aircon. So the whole day I was like — waahh, uuwi na ako. But of course, I can’t afford to miss the event. Thanks to some boring moments at nakatulog ako ng konti.

2. Dell wasn’t able to finish the conference because of his semi-finals basketball game at 6pm. I know those stuffs are important to him. So we need to compromise and meet halfway. He promised that he’ll be back after his game to fetch me. (Sniff, baka naman pagbalik mo, sarado na yung mall.) But he did. I appreciate the effort evevthough he was so tired.  *muchlove*

3. Long weekend has lots of drama. I’m PMSing I guess. Dami kong kaartehan. And I am thankful he’s still there, patiently loving me. Okay, cheesy na. Nuf.

4. OT: I guess I saw him. Rephrase. I believe, I did. Many times. Dell is actually more concerned. Kumain na ba yun ng lunch? Baka walang kasama. Ahm, I don’t know. He’s with someone ata. Kaya mo i-approach? No, let’s not ruin his day. He’s fine.

5. Christmas is fast approaching and I still don’t have my christmas list. Talk about christmas rush.

6. It’s a busy December for me. May freelance appointments pa. (Note to self: Ano ba, pasko na). Dami ding events. Graphika Manila started it. Then dami pa susunod, also christmas parties and reunions. Wehee..Tis the season to be jolly!

I found a posted chain letter at Friendster’s bulletin board. It’s so sweet that I can’t help but repost and decided to blog about it. So, okay warning, its uber cheesy ahead! but oh…be it! It’s entitled ‘Why do boys fall in love with girls…” It is written by a guy. I posted below some of the sections that I really like. Some that I am guilty of. And maybe the reasons why he’s so inlove with me. Woot.

WHY GUYS FALL IN LOVE AND GET CRAZY WITH GIRLS…

She will always smell good even if it’s just shampoo.
The way their heads always find the right spot on our shoulder.
The ease in which they fit into our arms .
The way they kiss you and all of a sudden everything is right.
The way they fish for compliments even though you both know that you think she’s the most beautiful girl on this earth.
The way her hand always finds yours.
The way you feel when you see their name on the call ID after you just had a big fight. The way that they kiss after you have had a fight.
The way they fall into your arms when they cry.
Then the way they apologize for crying over something that silly.
The way they hit you and expect it to hurt.
Then the way they apologize when it does hurt.
The way you miss them.
The way their tears make you want to change the world so that it doesn’t hurt her anymore…

Yet regardless if you love them, hate them, wish they would die or know that you would die without them it matters not. Because once in your life, whatever they were to the world they become everything to you. When you look them in the eyes, traveling to the depths of their souls and you say a million things without trace of a sound, you know that your own life is inevitable consumed within the rhythmic beatings of her very heart. We love them for a million reasons, no paper would do it justice. It is a thing not of the mind but of the heart.  A feeling. Only felt.