Guess what I'm listening to? The Moffatts. Specifically their song Crazy. I miss listening to these guys. Woh-oh-oh-ohoh! Trish found the almost-shattered CD (my very first CD in my entire life) that my Mom bought me when I was in Grade 1. I had their casette tapes, but I never had the CD. My busmates absolutely adored the Moffatts, and so it carried over to us little children. I remember peeking at the album cover Ate Ines was holding as if it was something illegal. I practically strained my eyes trying to get a look at the precious strip of paper in her hands. Eventually I got my Mom to buy me their CD. Oh, it was precious! Chapter 1: A New Beginning. I listened to it every night, albeit the fact that it's my only CD. I had my Mom buy me a radio just so I can play it and my second CD, N'sync: No Strings Attached. I remember the days very well. Very well. The older busmates were (according to age) Grade 5: Ate Ayeen, Ate Kat (my oh-so-adorable cousin!), Grade 4: Ate Ines, and Grade 3 (I thought they were OLD then, High School): Ate Lianne. And us, the ever so loyal followers: Nela, K-3 and Teptep. Whenever I slept over Ate Kat's house, I talk about the Moffatts. I even spelled it as Maffetts when my Tita said that that's how they are called in the States. Because she just came from there, I believed her. I actually believed they had two names. Moffatts and Maffets. Annoying. But anyway, I realized sometime later that it was The Moffatts and that "Maffets" was the slang pronunciation.

Then they were gone. They came back with Bang Bang Boom, but I never did get the album for some reason. I didn't even know the songs. But they were it, my it. They were my first ever favorite band. And, mind you, they will remain so. Oh, interesting, I'm looking at Yahoo Music now, and here's what I found: They have several albums, namely: It's A Wonderful World (1995), The Moffatts (1995), Chapter One: A New Beginning (1998), Chapter One: A New Beginning (1999), Submodalities (2000), Miss You Like Crazy (2003), Misery (2003), Until You Loved Me (2003). That's weird, I've never heard of all the other albums save for Submodalities. And I've always wondered why there are TWO Chapter One: A New Beginning. HEY, I checked, they have different songs! Some songs are common to both, but some are not. AWW. :<>

Well, whatever. Guess what, I didn't do anything today. I started rewriting Chapter 14 already, but then Trish and I stayed in front of the PC and did some stuff together, so hindi ko din nagawa. :-/ I began reading some new stories, I did Photoshop, and nothing else. Random fact: I like the English upperclass society of the previous centuries. It's incredibly amusing. I don't think I'd appreciate being a peasant that time, the noblemen are amusing. The women have certain rules, like when you curtsy, it's better to only have the index and thumb holding your skirt instead of all the fingers that God has given us. Oh, well. He didn't put me there either, he gave me the privilege of being Filipino. I think we think we're privileged to be from the Philippines if we're patriotic, but every other country thinks the same of theirs. It's a weird way of society. Like the Scots hating the English and the English hating the Scots. I read a book where a Scot said to an English: "You must feel very unfortunate that you were born English. I'm sorry for you." What the hell, she's English, she feels the exact same way for him as to being a Scot. It's hilarious, their patriotic-less ness for the other. Do you get what I mean? I'm having a hard time converting the abstract idea into words. I like tea, too. But coffee is better, no denying it.

I'm going to Alyssa's tomorrow. Daddy's birthday. We're doing nail-art! Sang, what time?

PS. Trish cooked some sort of Zitti pasta. The lasagna sauce minus mozarella, we didn't have mozarella. I'm afraid I'm guilty, but they don't need to know that. My apparent addiction to cheese brought me to eat all the mozarella with sky flakes, the same way I ate the sauce Trish made (very cheesy and tasty and dense, yum!) with sky flakes. That's actually how I woke up, Trish woke me up to ask me if the taste was good enough, and of course I wasn't able to drift off to sleep.

PPS. I'm still listening to the Moffatts!

PPPS. I never knew Hansom Hanson existed until they released Penny and Me. See? That's how Moffatts-infused I was.