Ugh. My brain’s falling asleep. I stayed up until about 5 AM watching Season 1 of True Blood. I really meant to watch just one episode and sleep but as always, nothing in my life goes according to plan.

I had maybe around 3 hours of sleep and it boggles me how I was able to resolve three incidents before 1 PM considering my brain’s like jello right now o_O

For the record, Bill is nothing compared to Edward. Pffft….the vampires in True Blood are sissies compared to Twilight. I mean, c’mon, Sookie had to rescue Bill. They have too many weaknesses… sunlight, silver (seriously), Hep D (uh-huh), and they can be staked. Now compare that to the vampies (yes, I refer to them as vampies — minus R —  from time to time) in Twilight. Sun doesn’t affect them, they’re pretty much unbreakable because their skin’s as hard as a marble, and the only thing that can kill them is another vampire or a werewolf by literally tearing them apart and burning the pieces. That said, Edward trumps Bill. Don’t even get me started on the looks department. Bill… eh. Even on the short side. Edward…well, he’s pretty much the epitome of perfection (in my world, along with a couple of million other females in the universe).

I can’t wait to go home late this year. It hasn’t been approved yet so I hope-hope-hope it will be. I haven’t been home for two years.

I’m sick and tired of dealing with people who has a sense of entitlement on almost everything.

Still no news on my GC

My grandma is still in the ICU after the doctor successfully revived her. Mom said she’s able to recognize them now so here’s hoping for a faster recovery. I’m worried about mom getting stressed out over her mom.

On a happier note:

My older sister gave birth to her first child late last month, Daryn Tish (Dash). She’s the first granddaughter and second grandchild .

Dash in the hospital
 

Nino (Raynor Kirkson) is almost done with his summer swimming lessons and is into steam trains. I finally found the train that has all his specifications, except one: it’s not all black. But hey, it puffs smoke, runs on its own, comes with a railway, toots, and even has interior lights! I’m still waiting for him to decide if he wants this or not. 

Nino with his instructors

Tita, Dad and Mom are doing okay, healthwise *knock on wood*. Thank God.

My older brother is in Algeria (from India, Pakistan, Budapest, to here). Hopefully he’ll be home this December so I’ll get to see him. Last time I saw him was before I left, which was August 2005 when they drove me to the airport.

And, my younger sister finally made it to London. So far she’s busy settling and sorting things.

Baby exploring London
 

 As for me, I’d like to think I’m better now. I’ve finally broken free from the leeches in my life (eventhough they don’t know they’re a leech). Oh, and I’m still completely, unconditionally and irrevocably (ok so maybe this fanaticism will simmer down in the future) obssessed with Twilight. And for the first time in two years, I wore shorts again

*Some* of my twilight collections. Mags and posters not in photo.

Leavenworth, WA. Memorial weekend

I’m so effin tired. There’s just so much going on and no matter how much I tell myself not to worry, or try to convince myself not to worry and to just shake it off, I can’t and it’s affecting my appetite. I’m supposed to be on SL today but ended up WFH instead of resting. All I ate today is salad, an egg sandwich, and I didn’t even finish dinner. And the headache (which was why I’m supposed to be on SL today) didnt’ really go away.. now it’s nagging at me and I’m supposed to attend this NVCC class tomorrow until Friday. I tried to weasel my way out of it but failed. So… now I have to drive to Kirkland for four mornings and sit there and listen on something that I’m pretty sure I already know. Come to think of it,  my mgr said he wants us (the team) to get “certified” not so we’ll know how to write hook scripts (because we already know how). Great. Four days, 26 hours of sitting there “listening”. I hope I’ll have enough interest to keep me awake through this whole thing. But this is the least of my worries. I’m still waiting for ”news” on some other personal matters. *sigh* I just want this week to be over already.

If there’s one thing I hate as much as liars, it’s people who are overly sensitive and take offense over nothing. Life is too short to cater to these people. These people also tend to be really close minded and can’t listen to any kind of reasoning. Selfish sensitive bastards. Can’t get any better than that.

It still amazes me how after almost 4 years here, I’m still surrounded by people who I only consider as something in between a friend and an acquaintance, but never really a friend. I can honestly only call one person a true friend here and she lives in a different state. Bummer.

Anyways, if you tell me to ‘NOT engage you in any future conversations’, I’d be more than happy to oblige especially if you happen to be an effin oversensitive bastard who makes an effin hissy fit like an effin drag queen over nothing at all. If you’re the only person who took offense over something that is not even remotely insulting, then it’s all in your effin mind. Get a life, dude. Because the world sure as hell don’t revolve around you.

You’ll be nothing more but another unfortunate person I used to know.

Why are some people so rude? Why do some people get off at putting other people down? Why do these people feel the need to point fingers? Is it really that hard to read the lines? I’m not even asking them to read between the lines… how hard can it be to understand plain english for somebody whose first language is english? How hard is it to send a response that does not involve finger pointing? Why do these people even exist? I guess I should be asking why does suffering exists or other politically related questions… such as why do people kill or torture other people… but I feel the need to be selfish for now. Because I’m just so damn tired of constantly dealing with these people; Because I’m so damn tired busting my ass off at work and get a response that is just dripping with patronization; Because I feel like bitching about it. So I am. Bitching about it. There.

I’m especially bitching about the rude people who don’t even take the damn time to read the line and just hastily type and send a response that just reiterates what he has emailed before, as if you didn’t understand the first email, when in fact it’s he who didn’t understand *your* previous email. And to add topping to this oh-so-pleasant email, he’ll accuse you of doing something that was so clearly stated in the previous email that you did *not* do. Please. You’re not the only one who has “critical” issues to deal with.

I’ll never understand this kind of people. Nor will I ever understand why they even exist in the first place.

I found this hilarious blog about Twilight —- How Twilight Changed my Life by Miss Britt

excerpt from the blog…

…Have Become An Advocate For Teen Sex

Edward and Bella have to have sex.

Seriously.

If these two do not end up consuming each other at some point I will lose my damn mind. And if wanting two 17 year old children to get it on is wrong, then I don’t want be right.

I am completely in love and craving more.

In a way, I’m like this blogger (Miss Britt). I didn’t really resist, but I did scoffed at the idea about teenage vampire and love. I knew it’s for teenagers and like ‘Miss Britt’, I felt I was too old for this crap. I went and watch it just to accompany a friend who’s a Twilight fan. I ended up watching this TWICE in the theater. Considering this is the only movie *ever* that I’ve watched more than once in a theater, that’s saying a LOT at how much I’ve fallen in love with this movie…with this whole TWILIGHT saga. And thus, my transforation into a Twilight fan began….

*sigh*

FOREVER WITH YOU
oct 28, 2008

I didn’t know how or why
you became so much more
I didn’t know it was possible
to give up everything
just to stay with you
just to not lose you

but I knew this is the only way
I would rather not live
than not hear your voice again
feel your cold skin against mine
your cold lips on mine

I knew I’d prefer death
than life without you
so I’ll give everything up
even my life
So I won’t lose you

As I know you’d rather not live
than know you’ve hurt me
As I know you’d rather not live
than know you’ll never see me again

It’s not a hard choice
It never was
So I gave up everything
to have everything with you
just to have forever with you
you are my life now
forever and forever
and forever

Note: ”Forever and forever and forever” is the the last thing Edward said to Bella when book four (Breaking Dawn) of the Twilight saga ended. This ‘unconditional’ love in the saga fascinates me since this doesn’t exist in the real world. For Bella and Eward to know, to be so certain, that they would rather die than lose each other, is heartbreaking. For ME. People can say ‘i love you’ all the time and then change their mind, overnight, over time. So this thing that Stephenie Meyer created, for me, is as unbelievable as it is breathtaking as dragons and wizards. I personally am a cynic at heart and know that I will not love, and am not capable of loving (romantically speaking) anybody as much as Bella and Edward have. Which is why this captivates me so much… because it’s so unreal, so magical, yet so heartbreakingly possible, and so much more. 

Mom updated me that Tita was discharged from the hospital yesterday (Thursday Philippine time), and she’s required to do therapy three times a week until the therapist has decided that’s she okay. I’m so thankful that that she’s okay and that my parents and my younger sister were there to help her.

Thank you, God.