Adele on a Wednesday Morning

Found this Adele playlist on Youtube. Currently listening to it while working :)

New discoveries: "I'll be waiting" (Track 2) and "One and Only" (Track 4).
Love her version of "Love Song" as well (Track 3).

My Anti-Bucket List

The Anti-bucket list or the list of things you never hope to do in your lifetime.

Here's mine (in no particular order):

• World War III breaks out and there's scarcity of food and so I have to eat my cats. NOOOO, I don't even wanna think about it.
• Anything that concerns septic tanks.
• Shave my head.
• Wear contact lens. I have an issue with putting any foreign object inside my eyes. I'm pretty much paranoid with anything concerning my peepers. Aside from them being my best assets (hehehe), my biggest fear is that I'd go blind and never be able to read again.
• Attend the wedding of the person you wanted to marry. Duh.
• Undergo a root canal. Ouchie.
•  Bungee Jump.  No, seriously, bungee jump.
• Jump out of a crashing plane.
• Dance like Miley Cyrus did in the recent VMA's. Watched it yet? Yes. Watch it again so you could put it in your anti-bucket list, too. Haha. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CgSQSQ6D16o) 

You, what's yours? :)

May Bulutong ka ba?

Nagkaroon ka na ba ng chicken pox? Oo, bulutong.

Akala ko kapag nagkaroon ka na ng bulutong, hindi ka na magkakaroon ulit. Apparently, hindi naman pala ganun ang kaso. Yung virus daw will stay in your system, dormant until merong mag-trigger and then it will act up again and voila-  may shingles ka na!

Habang lutang ako sa LRT kanina (bilang 1.5 hours lang ang tulog ko), naisip ko lang, yung love parang chicken pox din e no? Kala mo wala na, pero andun pa din pala, dormant lang. Pwedeng ma-trigger ulit tapos kapag di naagapan pwedeng mag-iwan ng scar. Malas mo lang, dahil kahit parehas sila ng chicken pox, di pa din tatalab ang chicken pox vaccine sa condition mo. Buti pa nga yung kapag nagka-chicken pox ka pwede kang maligo ng pinagpakuluan ng Cilantro seeds para gumaling. Kapag nag-scar, maghanap ka na ng real life sebo de macho or contractubex para mag-fade.

Mga naiisip mo nga naman kapag wala kang tulog. :) So ikaw, may bulutong ka ba?

Anti-Gloom Campaign

And Miley Cyrus's video will always cheer me up- thanks to you ;)

I hate goodbyes ;(

VII.

"You said I could call you when I wanted but you wouldn't call me. You have to decide when and where, you said. If you leave it up to me I'll want to see you everyday." 

This is How You Lose Her (Flaca), Junot Diaz

Goodnight Baby

I didn't get to see her alive when I woke up this morning. I did see her: curled up inside a shoe box, her amber eyes open but unseeing. She must've been in pain even during the final minutes. I stroked her head one last time, took a deep breath, and knew that I will never see her again. If only I did not linger in bed, if only I didn't hit snooze and just went downstairs immediately...Ohmyghaaad, I'm tearing up again :( I'm a walking bag of guilt and grief. Anyone who ever had a pet they loved could probably relate to the sadness.

She started to throw up last Saturday night and refused to eat ever since. She ate our house plant. Cat owners, house plants are toxic to cats. I thought she was going to be better today because we already, finally, went to the vet yesterday. (Too late :( ) She had three shots for her fever. The shots were meant to relieve her of it. She still didn't want to eat last night, not even a drink of water. Before I went upstairs to sleep, she was just sitting on the floor, trying hard to sleep, shifting positions every so often. I guess the pain never allowed her to sleep.

She's barely two years old. She's quiet, unlike Hachi or Kimba who tend to run around the house, breaking things. Midnight was skinny; she's pure black with piercing amber eyes. She used to follow me around the house, even inside the toilet. She responds when you call her name. She knows who she is. She's scared of thunder and the sound of drums. When there's a visitor inside the house, she scurries upstairs to hide. Her favorite food is chicken liver. Oh, and she likes hunting birds, too.

Goodnight Midnight. I'm sorry. I should've taken you to the doctor sooner. I hope it's true that cats have nine lives. I hope you're waking up somewhere, a newborn kitten, living her second life. I miss you already. I love you.

VI.

“I want you and I don’t want to be a luxury. I want you to need me. I want you to not be able to concentrate because you’re thinking about me. I want you to reach for your phone because you thought of something you have to share with me. I want you to not even be able to breathe at the thought of never seeing me again, because that’s how I feel about you.” 

Shannon Stacey, All He Ever Needed