Someone's on smiley strike. YOU got that right. I'm on smiley strike coz Cara/Meryl won't teach meeeeeee how to put it on that cursed cbox. Heh, mag-fflash box na lang ako. IF I ever get their confirmation e-mail. My email's inbox is full of email that should've been on spam. I guess it's because as a grade schooler, I kept on joining these Yahoo Groups (mind you, actors/actresses yun, jologs.) and their e-mails continuously flood my inbox. Because I can't help myself from typing the tell-tale smileys while IMing people, I put spaces between the characters. I've memorized almost all the smileys, however shameful that is to admit. And even though I type the characters, the smiley won't appear since, well that's kind of obvious already and I won't push it.

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I knew my mother should never, ever treat me as a sane person when I am half-awake. I must be seen as a Da Vinci with my own interpretations of happenings or a Hollywood star denying accusations and deciding on spur of the moment incidents. Asa. Well, here's what happened. I thought my painting classes are held only on Mondays and Wednesdays so I planned my Friday tentatively. I planned that I will put the details on the painting I did yesterday and correct the mistakes I unconsciously did yesterday while thinking of how I can take advantage of my brushes. I did find out how to use the ruined brushes (dried up Acrylic caught inside for over a year now) by using them as texturizers for the distant trees and rocky grounds.

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Mom knocked on our door, I opened it and I thought she was waking Trisha up for her CCA lesson, but for some reason she asked me to go down too. So I went down, washed my face, and ate my breakfast. Now, I slept at 7 AM because I was reading a book, so I've only had roughly an hour's worth of sleep. What exactly is forty winks? So being a groggy, insane person, I went to my bed and slept. After what felt like 2 or 3 hours, though I can never be sure I think it was only 30 minutes, Mom knocked again and asked me if I had any plans on going to my lesson. Huh? What lesson? Yun pala, kaya wala last Friday, kasi Good Friday yun. And now, meron dapat. Naawa ata sakin and she realized I was really sleepy, so she told me to go back to sleep.

I woke up some time 10:30 and realized I gave up the chance to paint and meet more artists. What. A. Shame.

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Anyway, I decided to go with them and get my shoes for tomorrow (wedding! No dimwit, I'm not getting married, ate Chik is.) It took us less than an hour to get to Katipunan. It has always been pretty normal for me to ride for an hour or even two to get to places since I'm from Teresa. I never knew how people saw long rides. It's so normal for me that I can even consider that darling of a green van with the plate number KTY*883 my second home. I spend so much time there. It has always been the on-the-go vehicle anytime anyone need a ride (which happens to be me everyday) and my sibs and I practically own it. Not my Mom and Dad anymore, we just ask for their permission and we zoom off by ourselves and the driver. Ah, yes, I think I'm going to bond with that van for a few more years.

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We dropped Trish off and went to Megamall. Arianne isn't with us, but we still went there anyway. We ate at Sbarro, Mom and I and we talked about lots of things. There's this really easy atmosphere between us today. I felt that she really enjoyed being with me. At onepoint, she asked Migo to kiss me because I was too far from her and he shall kiss me for her. Aww. That was really sweet. We went around, got my new silver strappy stilettos (only 3 inch heels, I wanted to get the 5, but Mom won't hear of it. God.) and went to National to meet Migo who ate at Jollibee out of his own accord. The kid can't eat chocolated because of his too-large tonsils. Poor boy, Auntie Angie just sent him a box of chocolates and he got it this morning...in front of Mom. Tss. Trish and I devoured over it. Woohoo! And we even have our own! But it melted so all the designs are gone. A shame since it was SO intricate.

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Oh well, we got some Magazines for Nanay Belen. It must be shipped off to this distant place where these particular Magazines are not available. This is California while these are Yes!, Buzz, Starstudio, and one other Kris Aquino magazine. Woohoo. Nakakahiya po kaya. We bought another book too, it's a detailed architecture book about the European structures etc, and also this other book about Rome or Paris I think, then placed all of Nanay Belen's magazines in between so no one would see. You see, my Mom isn't exactly into Pinoy showbiz. In fact, whatever the opposite of "into" is, that is she.

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After that I went to get Krispy Kreme and Mom got Migo pants for the wedding. I spent my last reamining money for the donuts and I have NO MORE cash to burn my pocket. SAD indeed.

And we went to Castle of Baking, I think that's the name, and got some cake materials (for the wedding too) and headed off to SM Cubao. We were looking for gifts for the bride and groom. We couldn't find it there so we had to walk to Gateway and I enjoyed it there. Though, again, I didn't have the mind to ask for anything. I was to busy concentrating on going to CCA to pick Trisha up since I want to enroll myself for the Western Cooking. Woohoo! I WANT I WANT.

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We got a taxi and we were supposed to meet the driver (who drove Miguel to his OT sa Marikina) at CCA with Trish. But then, the taxi driver was really PRESKO as Mom called him, and she got pissed so we stopped near the Katipunan LRT since we couldn't stand another minute with him. We stayed there for about 15 minutes, it was scary. Like, someone might grab you anytime. And the driver and Mom didn't understand what the other was saying. I won't got into the detail of my Mom's outburst, but it did ruin her very bright mood. It was such a sad thing. Mom was really happy.

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We got to Sta. Lucia and I found out that I NEEDED GLASSES. It was a commercial shop so Mom thought we must ask her doctor first. Oh GOD. Glasses and braces? Glasses and braces? Jesus. I loved ANTM yesterday by the way.

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Danielle: We spent days inside the house with insane girls and out comes five gorgeous half naked guys! Oh my. Thank. You. JESUUUHHHS.

It was so funny. That's not her exact words. : )

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I slept once we got to the van, I forgot I had to get the laptop from Sta. Lucia. DAMN IT. I must endure another number of days without my precious jewel. : ( We went to Tita Mely's place but I continued sleeping. We went to Budgetlane and back to Tita Mely's and I continued sleeping. I put on Trish's iPod to get some peace since the kids were being noisy and I woke up. Damn it. I must've known all the songs were ROCK.

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I spent the time talking to Diane. April 14 is going to be a really special day. I can sense it. *cough*

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I have more to say but Mom said I must sleep. So toodles, tomorrow.

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BY THE WAY, SHOUT OUT TO LEO! CONGRATULATIONS! Leo Camacho is publishing his book entitled Nino on May 11. Fully Booked, Power Plant Mall, 5-8 PM (Did I get that right?) And we're trading stuff, he's going to give me an autographed copy of his novel and I'll give him an 8x10 painting. No Leo you are not going to buy it, I can't sell yet. I haven't reached that level. ; ) If I do, I'm selling an 8x10 for P1,200. Whoot. : )

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AND ANOTHER! Congratulations Jena Castro for making it to Ateneo! YAY! College girl.

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To the people I was IMing, I'm sorry I had to rush Mom is gonna pull the plug (Paulo, Leo, Jena and Pam. SORRY!)

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Night. Big day tomorrow. ;)