post check up

Sunday

Arrived near afternoon at our old house to get grandpa's bread. Onic was there along with his two friends. Ate instant pancit canton for post lunch. He's going out with his friends at the same time I told him I will sleep for a while so I won't get bored waiting for nanay. Kuya Obet arrived early. Dyed some piece of my hair blue. [thanks to onic again] and discussed the difference between tap and mineral water. Arrived home at about seven p.m. Fixed my room. Had couple of beers and talks with my bestfriend, went out to hang at Bk's place. Happy, went to mass, left earlier. He was annoyed. Dok, Ian, Dude, Glydz, Maps, Kate, Kimmy, Bk, Pj, Rv, Garry, Kuya Jojie, Gorg, Martin, and Charles was there. Glydz and I was on the hot seat. Good thing Happy went home early. I ignored him today. The moment I heard that Happy went out with this bitch earlier, I was fucking irritated. Yeah and he was so paranoid that he tried to distract me twice. He lost. I'm stubborn. Went home about 3 in the morning, slept at four because my bestfriend won't let me sleep unless we talk, and woke up at five. My head is swirling. But I have to get up. I have a slot to cover.

Tuesday

I was so pissed slash drunk slash tired slash hurt yesterday that I decided to bum myself in my bed for half a day. My eyes are swollen, My head is full of distractions and I really don't know where to start. I called my agent to reschedule my slot tomorrow because I have different plans and somewhat personal. Good thing he was flexible. [thank you so much lira] Went out to print pictures from my album for the canvass they made last week for Bk's wall. It was really nice. I printed out two copies of me and Happy, one copy of Kate and Charles for peace offering and another copy of me and Ian. Had two hard bottle sessions with Ian, Bk, Pj, Kat, Nikki, Beau, and Rv. Trying to figure out the answers on Ian's penguin soup, and went home a bit early because Happy wanted to. Actually we didn't. We sat in front of the house and talk. He was trying to convince me that he has nothing to do with the bitch he went out last Sunday. He's just being friendly with her. Oh fuck that crap. Another thing he explained to me that if he was going serious with that bitch, he will not make efforts to distract and get my attention last time. He said I can bite him again at his back to prove that he was telling the truth. I bit him. I bit him very hard. One on the left and one on the right. Also, he wanted me to call him papa [duh] instead of Happy. He lost once again and I won. We went home at around eleven. I asked Borgs and his gambling friends to wake me up at three. I am expected at around 5 there. Before I went to sleep, I suddenly remembered that the only thing I ate for this day was one piece of isaw stick. Damn. But I have to sleep now.

Wednesday

Borgs woke me up at exactly three. I am really tired but I have to get up. Surprisingly the gambling session isn't done yet. Left the house at 4:30 and arrived at six. Not that bad I guess, Had a few talks with some interesting people with regards to coping up your social life and having responsibilities that you never freely accepted. Slept until four in the afternoon, woke up, ate mangoes for dinner, made two slides, edited pictures, and fixed three albums to be printed out next week. I'm wondering who's trying to reach me through my phone line. It's been two days now.