what makes me happy.

The luck fairy must have have whacked her wand more than once on that lucky bitch. Yes, you, Lindsay Lohan. Tss.

Watched Just my luck with 2 Miguels and a Mara. A new Miguel for Mara, that is. Oh, Mara. Haven't you learned your lesson? Miguels must be a curse for you. Stay away from them! HA, HA.

*While ordering lunch*
Mara and Angela:(to the waiter) Okay, we'll just have tofu steak and Gyoza. Anyway, we're still full.
Miggy: Libre ko kayo, order pa kayo.
Mara and Angela: :D
*calls the waiter*
Mara and Angela: Can we get the Menu again please? :)

I hate Mondays. Eck. Good thing we don't have P.E. tomorrow. I'll die if we did. Anyway, Sarah's stalker, the one who refers to me as "Angge Dela Rosa from UST, the cousin of Carlo" has locked her blog from public viewing. Boo. But I'm happy for her. She finally realized how humilating, not to mention pathetic, she is. But in case you want to see for yourself and join me as I laugh my ass off while reading Sarah's, oh I mean Jaica's (YEA THAT'S HER) posts, here's the BEST alternative to laughing gas.

http://www.xanga.com/jaica_1223

and

(only if you have a xanga account)
http://www.xanga.com/jaica13

Enjoy!

ngayo'y alam mo na

di ako makatulog ng hindi ka pinapangarap, ikaw ang laging nasa isipan
ang ang akala ko minsan ika'y aking niyayakap sa pagmulat ko ay unan lang..

paano ko sasabihin sa'yo? tunay na layunin ng puso ko..
di mo lang alam.. ikaw ang tanging buhay ko..
kung alam mo lang.. ikaw lang ang iniibig ko..

tuwing ako'y napapalingon isa lang aking hangarin, ikaw ang laging nasa isipan
at ang akala ko minsan kaway mo'y para sa akin
yun pala sa iyong kaibigan lang..

paano ko sasabihin sa'yo tunay na layunin ng puso ko..
di mo lang alam ikaw ang tanging buhay ko..
kung alam mo lang ikaw lang ang iniibig ko

hanaggang kailan ako maghihintay? o sana'y wag habangbuhay
wag ng magduda ikaw lang ang iniibig ko
at kung akala mo hindi kita mahal ikaw lang ang nananaginip

*this song goes waaaay back. nothing has changed. still for the same boy <3*>

worth the wait

you asked me if knew anything about El Filibusterismo, and as i answered "yes", i hurriedly looked for my notes in the computer, as if you were someone I owed a favor to. you see, i don't usually do favors for anyone i don't know well. but i thought you were different.

4456651232098 hours on the phone, thirty-someting basketball games, and a dozen of girls later, we've established a kind of friendship that no one, inlcuding ourselves, thought could exist. and we were unstoppable. we'd argue over the silliest things, and laugh at the shallowest ones. you knew each and every secret I have and though i didn't think knew you actually care, i was secretly wishing you would.

i knew i'd be walking on thin ice if i told you the only one secret that you didn't know. i didn't want it to end so i kept my mouth shut. but you, on the other hand, had a secret you've been dying to tell me as well. we hesitated, but took the shot anyway. and look where we are now.

and if there's no tomorrow, and all we have is here and now; I'm happy just to have you, you're all the love I need somehow.

you got us with "hello"

damnit. i hate players. im really baffled coz it had to come from someone i thought (we all did) would never do something like that. he has hurt her a couple of times already yet she's been forgiving him over and over again. and i hate her for doing that. but i hate the boy more. tss. buti kung gwapo ka eh, kaso nde naman. grabe, with the same girl pa talaga. i know it's none of my business to be talking about this but i'm currently viewing the boyfriendstealer's multiply, specifically the album where she's with the boy(she STOLE. haha).how dare you, bitch. god, you are so fucking old already. how bout try getting a boyfriend from your office, okay? on the second thought, i don't think you have a job. or maybe if you do, it's one that doesn't require much wits. ha, ha. go to hell. BURN bitch.

they spell H-O-T

Last Saturday night at Merge

with my girls

We miss sarah!

girls girls girls

for more pictures: www.anggej.multiply.com

here's to the nights we felt alive

I realized that no matter what you do, there will always be a first time for everything. What matters is when and who you're with during those memorable doozies. And as luck would have it, there was only one person I was with during all those firsts.

5 years ago, I was invited to a sleepover. Because I was just in gradeschool that time, my parents were worried about me. They had to call her to make sure that these three weren't invited to come over: boys, alcohol and narcotics. As if. Now here's a consolation for them: alcohol and narcotic aren't in the vocabulary of 7th graders (I'm only speaking for myself). Just yet.

2 years and a couple of sleepovers later came another "big" one. We were getting tired of the same old slumber parties so she decided to give it a twist. And since it was her birthday, she rented a room in Makati and invited a couple of friends to spend the night there as well. We spent the night inebriated with the company of drinks, laughter and memories.

Fast forward to a few months ago during her farewell party. It was a clean, all-girls slumber party. Now that's a first. We looked back from the early days of our friendship to all that was in between. That was our last sleepover.

Last night, in my friends' party, I tried looking for this girl in 3-inch stilletos, short, frilly skirt, and an eye-cathcing top that held a camera on her right hand and her Gucci bag on the other. I was baffled and I couldn't help but be sad because only at that time did it dawn on me that she's really gone.

I miss you. Thanks for everything and I mean EVERY THING. There'll be more 'firsts' to come and I don't want you to miss any so I'll wait for you before I do anything new.:)