Since the last few posts was emotionally draining and down right depressing, I have been thinking of (and trying to do) stuff that could uplift my spirits. Not necessarily interesting or unique but at least it kept my mind off things. So lemme share my not so interesting story.

Ishtarbuko

Coffee is my vice, everyone knows that. Yesterday, I thought I’d hang around the coffee shops and restaurants, fill my tummy with yummies and fuel my caffeine dependency. With my friend’s handi dandi notebook, wearing my pambahay trademark (honestly, who has to dress up just to have coffee alone?), I trudged along BF to look for hotspots, I came across a few but ack, I keep getting disconnected.

Sound trip lang. I :heart: Chris Daughtry

I’m staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I’m going to the place where love
And feeling good don’t ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel’s a different kind of pain.

Well I’m going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I’m not running from you.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don’t regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
So I’m going home.
Well I’m going home.

Ok who is not the right word, what is more like it. But wasn’t that title fun? LOL

and what is sleeping with me tonight? What else! The one thing I love as much as my boyfriend, my computer.

That’s the monitor (on screen, installing Yahoo!â„¢ messenger), keyboard and external drives (mouse too but not visible in photo) on top of the bed, and the cpu (far left) just by the foot of the bed. And yeah that’s my ugly toe.

How can you die on me when you are my life!??!?!! Ooooo how dramatic.

As if my personal problems aren’t enough, my cpu had to die.

My hard drives (yes two of them!) recently just died on me. The data drive was in critical condition these past few weeks and has died during the weekends now even the system disk gave up last night. Leaving me with only so little backup of files that I have on my external drive.

June 9, 2007 – ang petsang di ko dapat malimutan.

Ay Masaya

Dahil nasa kasagsagan ako ng kalungkutan, at dahil nasa kalakasan ng pagtritrip, gusto ko makita ang mga kaibigan kong malayo sa akin. Pupunta akong Norte. Isang babaeng taga-Timog na di marunong magcommute ang nangahas na pumunta ng Norte ng walang sariling sasakyan. Magaling magaling magaling.

Sa Bataan ako napadpad. Sa Balanga. Umaasa ka bang makikita mo sya dito? Hindi. Umaasa akong maliliwanagan ako at matutulungan ng taong higit na nakakakilala sa kanya. Pero higit sa lahat gusto ko rin talagang makilala na ang mga kaibigan kong taga rito.