Kiama Adventure

19.05.07 -- Girlie Day Trip. Asa, Meg, Me and Maricel. Head down to the lovely South Coast for an afternoon of chill.

The much-hyped (but undeserved) blow hole was a bummer. But we had fish and chips, king prawns and alcohol for lunch. It was a sunny day, we sat by the rock pool beside the beach, heaps of girl bonding, a bit of English tutorial:

Meg: What's the difference between pretty and cute?
Me: (thinking to myself) Does it make a difference?
Maricel: Pretty is for a girl while cute is something small.
Me: (thinking to myself) Could be....
Asa: Ok.
Me: (thinking to myself) hahaha... wala ko'y lingaw! hahaha

We topped it off with ice cream! I had my usual -- mint chocolate and rocky road. We had a good trip.

Every Other Time

I was listening to my iPod this morning, with the playlist set to the POP genre. I don't usually listen to this play list but what the heck, I was feeling pop-py this morning. I was listening to one song, kinda old school. The beat sounded familiar, and I thought to myself, this must be one of 'em tracks I listened to in high school. I checked the display to see what song was playing. It was Every Other Time by LFO. As the song played on, I listened closely to the lyrics. A huge grin slowly crept my lips. I tried holding my smile back as I'm sure I would've looked kinda silly with that grin on while walking alone in my corporate wear along the cobblestone pavement. I had this giddy feeling inside too. Kinda like butterflies in the stomach.

See, the past days, MJ and I had been going through a lot of relationship dramas. In the past 5 days, I've broke up with him twice already. Cried several times. Had a couple of verbal stand-offs with him. But in spite of all these, he's remained pretty cool, calm and collected. Sometimes, he fights back, but in the end, he just says he loves me more when I get mad and that I look so cute when I frown and when I cry, all he wants to do is kiss me. So when I heard this song, a light bulb definitely lit up.


I said lets talk about it
as she walked out on me and slamed the door
but I just laugh about it
cuz shes always playin those games
C'mon
(deep down) deep down i know she loves me
but shes got a funny way of showin me how she cares (she cares)
last night she did a donut on my lawn
and drove out w/ her finger in the air
Oh yeah
Sometimes its black
Sometimes its white
Sometimes shes wrong
Sometimes im right
Sometimes we talk about it or we figure it out
But then she just changed her mind
Sometimes shes hot
Sometimes im cold
Sometimes my head wants to explode
But when i think about it im so in love with her
Every other time
nananananananananana
Every other time
nananananananananana
Every other time
nananananananananana
Every oth-every other time
sometimes we sit around
just the 2 of us on the park bench
sometimes we swim around
like 2 dolphins in the oceans of our hearts
but then i think about the time that we broke up before the prom
and u told everyone that I was gay "ok"
sometimes I walk around the town
for i was just to settle down
but I take you back
and u kick me down
cuz thats the way uhhu uhhu I like it
Sometimes its black
Sometimes its white
Sometimes shes wrong
Sometimes im right
Sometimes we talk about it or we figure it out
But then she just changed her mind
Sometimes shes hot
Sometimes im cold
Sometimes my head wants to explode
But when i think about it im so in love with her
Every other time
nananananananananana
yeah every other time
nananananananananana
Every other time
nananananananananana
Every oth-every other time
Keep it up home girl
don'tcha quit
u know the way u scream is the ultimate
And when I walk away
just watch the clock n then i don't even get around the block
and I say "let's talk about it"
as she walks out on me and slams the door
one day we'll laugh about it
cuz we're always playin those games

I told MJ about it. We couldn't help but share a laugh together. He was the one who even sent me the lyrics. We both agreed it's our song of the moment. Realizing that frequent minor fights does not necessarily mean the demise of the relationship. What matter is, at the end of the day, both parties can laugh off all the problems away and want nothing more than just being with each other.

Oh, Drama!

Life is a stage, they say. If mine were a play, there would definitely be loads of drama. I'm not really a drama queen. I'm too passive to be one. It takes a lot to faze me actually. But often times, I find myself pretending as life my whole life is actually on stage or on film at least. You know, The Truman Show kind of thing only a tad bit classier. My life would be a musical. Theater. Ballet. That sort of thing. With my iPod always, in tow, I'd pick out my playlist that suits my mood and the atmosphere.

Like my early morning walks to the station when 6:30AM looks like 3:00AM and in the blistering cold, I've got Hed Kandi Winter Chill on. The soft electronica beats. Not too fast. Wind howling. Cinematic.

On the way home, I pass the Parramatta River where the view of the setting sun can be so breathtaking. Shades of indigo meet hues of yellow and orange at the horizon. I play Autumn Tactics.

Or when having one of my (very so often) rows with MJ. I blast Alanis Morissette's You Oughta Know. Never mindful of fellow passengers hearing my playlist. Annoying, I know. It's my guilty indulgence. I can't help it. As they say, "Thou shall not attempt to reason with a woman in scorn."

Ahh, pure drama. And I loving it more than ever.

As Seen on TV

Oh yes, the secret is out. A few weeks ago and I think I blogged about this, I read a magazine article on The Secret. According to this, the universe abides by the Laws of Attraction. Sounding a bit like a basic rule in Chem101 -- Like dissolves like -- or in this context, what you give out is what you get back. Positive outlook and positive demeanor and bring you the life that you want. All you have to do is live the life that you want even if you're not there yet. This theory has been around for some time now. Ren always used to talk about it. She had a term for it _____ fulfillment. But you know what I mean.. It's when if you think,visualize and feel something hard enough, it will eventually happen. And I'm glad that I'm reminded of all these.
It's when you actually believe in something that it will manifest in your life which will eventually lead you to the life you want to live! One of the authors said, you have to write in DETAIL how you want your life to be and actually start believing in it. Do something everyday that reinforces that thought until it becomes second nature.

....... ........... ........... ........................

Hmm... It's a lot harder than it seems actually.. But, I'll give it a second go...

I get up in the morning, look out the window and see the sun creeping through the drapes, smiling and giving a soft nudge for me to get up and experience the wonderful day ahead.
My hugs beside me, waking up at about the same time, giving me a soft kiss on my forehead.
We both get up, and I proceed to the bathroom. Turn on the hot water tap and enjoy a nice warm bath - long enough for me to enjoy the relaxing scent of the shower gel (lavender, my fave!). I open the wardrobe, set on the bed my outfit for the day, and hugs' too. I slip on my skirt -- lo and behold! It fits perfectly! Maybe it's because I've been working out regularly and eating healthy. The kitchen greets me with the wonderful smell of omellettes and bacon that my hugs just cooked. I head to the office and the traffic isn't so bad early in the day. I have a blast at the office. Getting my files processed because of the lovely carrier people that give me my files ASAP. A little fun at lunch at the pub or maybe the park again this time. On my way home, I look forward to seeing my family - my mum who is preparing dinner while dad and I take a walk along the river. After dinner, tummy full with good food, everyone shares a good laugh along with a good glass of wine (or coffee). A surprise from hugs with a song that he just downloaded and dedicated to me. We both head to bed, happy from the nice day that has been and looking forward to another great one.

That felt good... Kinda therapeutic even. Me loving this. :)

Piercing Pains

And he actually did it.... Days after we had initially spoke about us getting matching tongue pierces, he went and had one which is not really a biggie for me EXCEPT THAT HE DID NOT TELL ME ABOUT IT! How in the world can you "forget" that you had your tongue pierced! Mj sent me an email asking if I was still up for it. And when I failed to reply, he assumed I didn't want it so he went out and had one. But again, HOW COULD HE NOT TELL ME OR EVEN ATL LEAST MENTION IT SOMEWHERE IN BETWEEN OUR 1-2 HOURS OF TALK EACH DAY?!?!?! How stupid is that??? We got in a huge row last night because of that. We're still not in speaking terms up until today. I'm just sick of this attitude - the "I forgot" complex he has. I ended up telling him about how I'm thinking of postponing the wedding coz I just can't get married to a person who "forgets" to tell me stuff! Aaarrrrggghhhhhh, this is stressing me out and not helping the dizzy spells I've been having because of my low BP these past days. This is not turning out well.

Meet the Parents

Meeting the Parents. Omigod... I think today was definitely nerve-wracking. This wasn't your usual first-time-to-meet-the-parents scenario. Let me count the ways:

1st - HIS parents and MY parents -- meeting up. Chinese vs Fil-Australian. Culture Clashes? Traditional idiosyncrasies? WW III? Who could predict what could happen?!

2nd - I've met MJ's parents countless times already. But aside from exchanging the awkward HIs and HELLOs, we've never really had a conversation. MJ on the other hand,
has met my parents gazillions of times already. He doesn't just swap greetings with them, he jokes around, fools around, sometimes trying to carry out a deep conversation -- in true MJ fashion. So you expect things will be comfortably easy? NOT.

3rd - I'm in Sydney and they're in Cebu! You're thinking that would save me the face to face embarrassment, not to mention awkwardness of the whole situation by trying to act as pacifier to these two parties that haven't met in their life! Both having the protective-possessing feeling for their kids. But just being present in spirit was not easy - NOT AT ALL.

Tension rose between MJ and me. I think both of us were anxious about this happening. I do have to give him credit though having to go through this alone. At least I could just space out and forget about this meeting of sorts (well, I tried to but to no success). Minutes before picking up my mom, MJ and I got into this argument which ended up in me hanging up.

But as they say, Alls well, ends well. I do not have a clue what happened in the arena of the parents meeting with MJ as referee. The only thing that concerns me is that all parties left with a smile on their faces. No tears, no bloodshed. Resounding success. Whew.

Something tells me it's just the beginning of things to come.

Before and After

After what originally seemed to be just a quiet Friday after-work-dinner...

and camera hogging.....

Hubog na si Kelly! haha!

*and my hair has gone flap*

Highs and Lows

I had almost resigned my social life to non-existence -- until last weekend. Yeah sure, I've had a few night outs but none too impressive. I just miss the "culture" I had if I met up with Macmac, Louise and the rest of the gang, or even just with MJ. Even without meticulous planning, we would always know what to do and how to have fun. Even if we just met up for coffee or a full-blown club night - I always had a blast. Which is very different to how I've been having it over here.

Yet, it has been a rollercoaster the past few days for me.

At Ed's housewarming party last Saturday, I had a blast. Ended up spending the night (morning - to be more specific) at Pam's place. I just learned too that Ed is also Chanel's uncle! I met Marco who comes from Cebu too, and taga TC pajud. haha! Such a small world.

Then I was dead the whole day Sunday. Dead with a massive hang-over.

Monday was pretty dull.

Tuesday was alright.

I got really pumped from my work out on Wednesday.

Thursday, the brokerage run was really draining. But then I met up with Meg, Asa (Meg's friend) and Marco at Star Bar. It was fun. The place wasn't as good looking as it was on their website. Food was alright. But we had booze - that made everything else better. Got home at 1AM. f**k.

Friday - had to wake up. Was 10mins late to work. I wasn't too worried coz usually, my bosses aren't in on Fridays. But lo and behold, Sarah (my manager) was there when I got to the office. Bugger. I fininshed allocating all my files which is a good thing. But I've still got an hour to go, and it's pretty boring already. Got nothing to do!

Marco said something about purple sneakers tonight (the guy does have frequent ramblings of weird stuff *peace,marc*). I don't know if that's pushing through. I'd like to go out, but I haven't heard from Marc or Meg. Maybe that's because my friggin' phone is dead! But then, I got into trouble with MJ too about last night. I didn't have enough text messages.

At least I still have Spiderman with Maricel tomorrow.