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ich vermisse deutscheland! ich vermisse meine freunde nach deutscheland. tut mir leid, meine deutsche ist nicht so gut. ich versuche. ich hoffe daß besuche ich nach bonn, es ist macht spaß! trinken wir? es ist wichtig in leben daß wir machen spaß. prost! :D

for a split second, i thought to myself if i would be drinking beer ten years from now. would i stop drinking because it means different for me now than it would then? would i stop drinking because i have a different set of priorities, and different reasons for being? well, the second passed and i could still imagine drinking myself silly. but then again, thats just an image in my head. who knows what could happen.

shared a few beers with alexis. he's an interesting character. thank god for my metabolism.. i've accepted the fact that i'll never be fat. i'll always be stickly thin, whether you like it or not. cheers to that i guess :) and to random gym workouts and pilates balls :)

i attended a 3 hour seminar this morning for beasley water systems / BMG solar. now i can make a sales pitch on why its economical to use solar energy albeit the higher initial investment, and i can explain how the thermosyphon conduction principle works to circulate the water in the solar panels. mmm. interesting.

yesterday i had another interview for a small brokerage firm. the nature of the job is to seek clients who would invest a minimum of $10,000 (shiyet thats half a million pesos!), but instead of putting money into stocks, the money is traded on foreign exchange. i'm still not sure if i should take it up, but it seems interesting. i just want something that'll make me learn something about the market. maybe i'm just scared of starting to work. i'm such a pro-bono slacker bum extraordinaire. beer anyone?

in a quest to prepare myself for white collar sweatshopping, i went to kamuning the other day to get myself measured. nothing beats having your slacks and shirts tailor made for dirt-ass cheap prices. if you want to go shop for tela (textiles), let me know..

it was deutsche's 2nd death anniversary today (4th). i miss that bastard. i guess he just lives vicariously through us, and through the shady memories he left us. cheers to you buddy, wherever you are. anyway, i spent some time with joy whom i haven't seen since she's practically married to her damn thesis. computer science just does something to you that i don't want to understand. well we finally caught up, but instead of having our fortunes told, we ended up having cake and tea. she had sisig too, that's gross. sisig and tea? for the americans, sisig is cut up pig nose, ears, and other things you don't want to know on a sizzling plate. sorta like crunchy ground beef. its awesome with beer, you just need to have an open mind. its like eating cat. just open your mind, and be free. hahaha ;)

you'll probably make a mockery out of this one. yes, we are fans. yes, we think she's gorgeous. but honestly, we watch the band, not just barbie. in fact, the drummer wendell, mon and i spent some time reminiscing of the booming local 90's music scene. we were pissed cos we were too young to go out and discover the bands ourselves- thank god the radio flooded with indie music. i never would've known how important those days would be until i got older.. but at the same time i'm still too young to realize that these days are important as well. do i? uhh.. what?

i'm developing carpal tunnel syndrome because of friendster.com. add me! it's addicting to just click through the connections.. it's a small world, and its getting smaller. yikes.

i declined citibank's offer late last night. working overtime until 8pm everyday for minimal pay just isn't appealing. i felt this pang of reality, that this is my last summer. it's too early to whore myself, especially since i'm lucky enough to have the option of bumming a little longer. i have stuff to do, like grab my backpack, hop on a 12 hour bus ride, and take pictures of pagudpud and bora. life is too short, you have to do what you have to do.. when you can.

citibank called me this morning to schedule an interview.. tomorrow morning? are they crazy? idiot me wokeup with their 5pm phone call, just to give you an idea of how screwed up my biological clock is. since i was groggy and had no clue what was going on, i agreed. agh. i wonder how it'll go. i haven't done this in awhile; the last two interviews i had for internships ended miserably in an unemployed lovine. however, the biggest problem is that i have no clothes at all, i left my slacks and leather shoes in the states. goodness. thank god vic let me borrow his slacks, we're about the same size. hey i just thought, it would suck to have this problem in the states.. i can't even BUY clothes that fit!

i saw a lot of people today! i randomly ran into tita bing at jollibee in rockwell, now how random is that? i have the biggest crush on her, but don't tell anyone. she's really pretty. sorry kath. anyway, aside from that, richie and leo at rockwell, selena and zeldie at pier one, joy, john, marc, muri, gk gorgeous at greenbelt. yikes! anyway i think this is the apex of my drinking habit- on my way home i got detoured by the messed up traffic scheme at new manila and ended up in a dead end one way eskinita and had to back my ass up a long ways which is hard enough when you're sober. and ther, i finally heard that "mamatay ka na sana" song! gagu hindi naman yun sugar free ah!

this past tuesday was barbie's birthday! being the loyal fans that we are, we headed down to bagaberde to watch their gig. it was funny to see yasmin, i should invite her when i watch other gigs. anyway, the place was packed, and there were a lot of girls.. however they're the ones on the same side of the fence as we are, if you get my point. hmm.

i haven't seen sunlight the past week. well, not entirely. there are moments i see light coming through the venetian blinds at six in the morning before i go to bed. i was surprised i woke up at 930 this morning, and i think the maids were perplexed as well. for some reason i couldn't go back to sleep so i just read the papers. normally i get out of my room at 4ish. gross, no? some just might be jealous, with work or school sapping the life out of you. well, my laziness is sapping the life out of me. so let's call it quits.

i watched razorback at rock radio in alabang last night, and they kicked ass! aris their sound technician was surprised to see me, he thought i was from the south.. cos it is quite a drive and i understand why people wouldn't bother to make the trip. i don't really mind, it was my first time to see them and i was with mon and GK anyway, fun times! even though right before we were about to leave some weird bitch was being really rude to GK. it made us all mad and so i spotted another round of red horse to calm our nerves down. people from the south are weird. thank goodness for beer and music.

i need something to pacify me, and bring me out of this slump i'm in. i don't know if it's the idleness of being a bum, or the emotional turmoil thats starting to brew in me. i think i've trapped myself by sub-consciously allowing therese to be such a big part of my life, i can't function with these hangups that come with the package. but i'm not saying that i regret having her as part of me, i guess i'm just realizing the whole significance of it all. she's my bestest friend in the world, and i love her dearly, but recently i'm allowing myself to act differently for reasons i'm not even sure of. i'm successfully adding unnecessary strains in our friendship.. i just want to stop being an asshole, and just be me. funny how i can't even get a grip on that one. if i were my own friend, i'd bonk myself over the head. a million times.

sometimes, i just want to disappear. preferrably northern norway so i can just watch the aurora borealis every night..

she makes out with her cute co-worker in the company bathroom. during breaks, or on office hours, who will ever know? our girl knows how to pick her men- this one came from graduate school in stanford, and knowing her taste, he's probably not bad looking either. i can't believe she makes out in the bathroom.. with her co-worker, nonetheless. if it were her boss, then that would just kill me. what an adventurer. what a thrill-seeking sport. we're proud of you, andrea! :D