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Sardinas, BEYBEH!
Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Can you guess what this post is gonna be about?

*waiting*

WRONG. Not TV, dumb ass. I have a life now! Boo-yah! (does THE Bianca move! Maan, Pam, know that? Bee/Bia/Bianca/Anca/Bianx's got a fucking LIFE! I still don't have a life. And I'm writing about my LUNCH. How exciting!

*blink*

I just finished eating my lunch, alone. There's this notion in this house that you can only eat when you feel like eating unless our parents are home and we'll have to eat together. Well, my parent's are not home and my food was sardinas. Yeah, yung nabibili sa grocery na tig-P6.50 isang lata at sa sari-sari store na tig-P7.00 or P7.50. And no, I'm not feeling sucky coz that's what the maids prepared, I'm even estatic/ecstatic (I don't know what's right! Loser, tag to correct me, please? Thanks!). I heart sardinas, no, not the ones that you can get for hundreds of bucks or the ones you cook like stew, I heart the canned sardines. Oh love, especially the red caaaaans. *DROOL*. It's called LIGO. Yeah, do you know that? If you do, LOVE, come over! If you don't, come on, shell out some P8.00 (because the P6.50 rate was during the Grade School days, I think.) and get your pans out. Cook, asshole. =))

You know what caught my interest most? I had this perception that fish = tinik. Well, as a kid, I can get that little dilemma out of the way because all I had to do was call my cousin, Janelle, from the house beside ours and ask her to get the tinik out. Or let me swallow it anyway. You know why? Coz she's a suhi. You know that? Guessed so. A suhi is a kid born feet first, and she can help you get the tinik out of your throat, into your stomach though. But anyway, that's too much of a hassle, so I don't eat fish. UNTIL, my Dad told me sardines/sardinas has edible tinik! YAY. Then I started eating it...everyday. Yeah, addict. Furthermore, I'm a
tomato red sauce addict. What is it with me and colored food? Anyway, yeah, I loved red sauce and its sour touches of taste. Especially tomato ketchup! Oh boy, that sweet yet sour tinge! LOVELY. *mouth is watering* So there, I always, always eat it.

However, my darling of a nine-year old sister hates sardinas. And you would think she'll be apting for better-prepared meals aka not straight out of the can or plastic labelled purefoods tender juicy hotdogs and th like, but NOOO, the girl is addicted to cheesedog of all things. I mean, I don't even eat cheesedog! It looks...gross. With that color of human skin and all. YUCK. Although there is this one kind of cheesedog that I adore, it's colored red. :) RED. That's why. Not the color of my skin and it doesn't blend with my hand like a slap of meat shaped like a salami. Ew, much?

I miss our old maids. Ate Jenny and Ate Ella. Who among you met Ate Ella? She was with me sometime during SEP last year, she eats McDo with me. She met some of my friends and
stalked people with me zipped her lips about my kapasawayan. She was with us during the legacy of Grade 7 (Pau, naalala ko sabi mo hindi siya mukhang katulong. HAHAHA. THANKS.) and with us sa mountains. I simply love her, and her sister too, Ate Jenny. They even wash my bikinis and ultra-short skirts and hide it from my Mom's sight. AH, the days. But now, they're gone. Last March something. SHIT. I miss them. They always kept the house clean. Our new maids are, well, new, and they don't know how to manage the household just yet. Although they're really shy, Ate Tintin is really friendly. They're not as pulido as the other two were, but hey, nagsisimula pa lang.

Hey, by the way, they're leaving. YES. My dear love of a grandmother exemplified her powers once more. Love. NOT. Pinapagalitan na naman niya at sinasabihang mga tanga. TANG I*A. Nakakapikon na. Nakakainsulto ng tao. *breath* I love my grandmother because she's my grandmother and she's misunderstood and she feels bad for herself and all that, but she has to seriously consider how the maids feel too. We've had 34746235 maids. That's an
exaggeration! abnormally huge number. But hey, sobrang dami na talaga. I can't even count it anymore! Like, they would stay for 3, 4 weeks or a few months and go coz they can't stand being scolded everyday by my lola. The woah-ang-bilis was this girl who stayed for 2 days. Well, that's why I love Ate Ella and Ate Jenny so much. But I'm beginning to love the other two, even though they can't be as clean as the previous ones.

I had an untimely resolution, I try to not make them do things for me. Unlike before when I make them put my slippers inside a plastic and prepare my PE things or get my phone from upstairs and little things like that, I now do those by myself. I'm even trying to get my siblings to do the same, but they're too stubborn right now. Especially that boy, he can't even say SORRY. It's hurting his fucked-up pride. He doesn't make a mistake, it always has to be blamed on someone entirely not him. Damn it, when is he ever gonna learn? I feel sad.

I shall go now. Oh yeah, get the boredom tests. See previous posts. It's cool. AND if you're bored, go to this site for games and this or this or this for stories to read. I'm not sure about the links, check it if you want. I'm currently reading
Visions of You, A Cup of Earl Grey and A Cup of Earl Grey. Yeah, geek. Sorry. I'm just bored. :D AND I wrote about something genuinely unrelated to TV. Yeah, yay me. Haha!

BTW, Isa Made me an ICON and a BANNER. I love you, bitch. We answered Am-I-Dumb together. The forsaken collector of useless information. I can't save it properly though. Look at it later, her multiply.

<3, BEE

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Bianca Ruiz;
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Assumption Antipolo;
Ateneo de Manila University;
Management Engineering;
Occupation: Professional sleeper; Addiction: The faded era of the orange ball & persuation & color pigments;
True Addiction: Me&You.

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