catch ups.

It has been more than a couple of days I have been holding this thought.

I just didn’t have the lux to blog.

Here is my chance. No queue. No buggers. Just some texts mockers!  [ y’know, the Inday stuff and the Halloween boo’s and hey, OTL.. Ü]

but I’ll attend to those later.

So what has been up with me?

Mucho.

Hmmm.. I couldn’t recall the exact days chronologically, but here’s a recap.

Me and The Cdo Chiqas namely : Lucky, Jaquie and Dujie, are of course, partying in any given chance.

Boom : the I-Want-This-Serious guy to Lucky. Uh, hello Boom? Wazap with that?.. You freaked owt your luck with Lucky! Busted!

 And Boom’s friends namely : I forgot and I forgot. Jisazz!

And Paolo F: the Ledge Grinder!

 “wa bitaw kaila sa atu dini!” then he goes up some stage in the mid of Cabana and grinds his waist way low.

A few steps away came a big “ Oi! Paolo!”

Yes, naa nakaila sa iya, despite the fact that he is a thousand miles away from cdo/bukidnon.Hahaha! And the rest of us, walked straight and fast to the exit.

Paolo G. : The It’s-All-About-Me guy.

“Ang babae nirerespeto yan” is one of his infamous verbiage!

“Next year I’m in Pinoy Big Brother”..And the giggling Lucky, Jaquie and Me : “greet us! Greet us! On Air! On Tv! “ mga dakilang pasakay ever..Hahaha.

Days were packed up lately. We were here, there. Everywhere.We wanted to go moalboal, kawasan, bohol.. all over. Time is hindrance. Who discovered Review and Work? Aaahhhh ∟oooowwwsserrrr..

All is random. Spontaneous. But it goes so well, you’d think  we planned it in days.We just really know how to enjoy. *wink*

Hmm, there was this one time.. [ of course, not in band camp] I was all set to move from reality zone to dreamland.

Then,“pwede ikaw nalang adto sa meeting sa baseline karun?” from Mohawk Sup, Ntadifa.[ the meeting was for the Don Bosco Invitational inter-Corporate Touney]I

t was the release of the game schedules. And the PSFC needs that for Team Spam. [ hello, IT!]

So up on my jump clothes, met up with Paolo G. and zoom to labangon republic. Ripley’s  turf.

Dido and Jaja and the group were there, Ripley’s at tsi fyush working..

Then,“kit, the schedules had to be here tonight” message from one of my boss. Kiddo. Duck Holiday!

And then my keypads went tiktok “ok. I have it na. shot sah ku ginagmay”

Duck Holi : “if manimahu kang chiko, the guard won’t let you in the office”.

Me : “I’ll text you the schedule.”So done with the errand for the night.

Lucky and Jaquie were at Formo. Waiting for me and Paolo.Ripley’s at Tsi Fyush, waiting for me.. Ü

So the the Goodyear path went labangon ► IT park ► Pump, wait, howd we get to pump? Oh oh oh  Lucky moved from Formo To Pumpaloo. So we pick’em up.Went back to IT for Ripley’s bikey. And off to C24.Jaquie was in the bikey, her soul-detaching event.

Tanduay! Tanduay! Tanduay! And the meaning of each letter went pouring.

Chuck was there too, the Kaplan Librarian! He looks like the worm in ScrabOut. Peeaacee y’all!So we drinkin and drinkin and laughing trippers!

Time to get home aroune 3am.Ripley’s and me. In the airnook.

He was feeding ducks in my bathroom. Ew. But ok. Doosh.He was emotero!

El emotero! El emotero my koi.

And in the morning? It came..Hehehee *double the wink*

Roomie Lee’s friends and my friends crashed the place. Alotta fun!

Ripley’s to SM.

Me, An and Quennie to Pope John. Futbol practice.Grasses were green but it was knee high.. say play Find the Ball!We walked home. Singing in the rain. Literally, drench.

Sunday. Futball Tourney. I was late. Oh no, me and An were late. Hehe. Ü

We won second. Just because we lack one girl to form a team.

Then to Gerry’s Grill for munchs.Then to Tsi Fyush for the Koi slash Ripley’s.Then home,

 I slept while in a conversation with Lucky.

“kiki, tulog naka?” [lucky’s face smiling like one of her pix in kindergarten] I din’t say anything, and she knew what that meant. Zzz..zzzz..The days, the days. The Zzz’s.the zzz’s

 Next blog might be a bit emo.

El Emotera in me sinking in..          

bullet points.

Me and the Bullet Points :

 • OTL has long been waiting. I promised him Mid October, but I’m still in Cebu.

• Ripley’s in limboville, I think.

• Me, too.

• Met a new amigo, Paulo G. so inlove with his wife, it makes him cry.

• Lucky and Jaquie are leaving in a month. =(

 • Replica has a gf already. Ok kewl.

 • I have been catching up with a lot of sleep lately, and it rox.

 • I miss Zizou. It breaks my heart.

 • Jon Gacayan is a dad, again! So so happy for him and tontin.

• I will be ninang, ofcourse! =)

• I miss pregnancy.. did I just say that? Ftw!

• If it happens again, I’ll be dead meat.

• I had a nightmare last night.

• Ripley’s did not go to my place, but it’s better, than having him see me sleep like a beast. Hehe

 • I want pizza today. I will get pizza today.

 • Julius is dead. And it breaks my heart.

 • My dear cousin has a bright future ahead of him, supposedly.

• And zip. I am speechless.

• It is prolly his time.

 • I am melancholic, again.

• I’ll be at 4p-1a starting Nov 4.

• So party starts at 1a right? And sleep til 3p? spell BLAST!

 • Hahaha.

WGA.. yes, we’re good again. Ü

On the weekend that Botoy was here, everything went too Beery Festive.

From Foods to Booze. it was Centrum A to Z! Ü

I thought it was just the same ol’ fun fun fun Real-friends-Get-Together,

but it was more than that.

not another point to make it more special as it was, but hey, a.. prolly memorable one.

So there, Mr. Wga. [this used to mean, Mr. Wrong Guy and Asshole, but now..it means We're Good Again.. hehehe]

what about Him? hmmm..

as me and my friends went to the local disco, i din’t see his car, not that i was nosing to see it, but it’s just too foxy you’ll have to notice.

The place was packed up,we were forced to chill outside.

then, the spider.

My friends knew who he was, we’ve seen him the week before,i got a tap on my shoulder, i smirked in return.

This time, i saw him again. i was thinking we would really bump into each other, it’s just one place, one cebu, one pinas.

so yeah, we did literally bumped each other.

now, blame the alcohol and the fun and the whatevers, we smiled to each other.

then the How Are You’s came out just normal.

then the Digits went given.

Then the Hugs went it’s way. it was there, in the middle of the crowded, noisy place.

then we had a li’l chitchat which was interrupted by everybody,

so we had to find the way out to finally talk.

the park lot was a good spot, then we talked. then we laughed. he held my beer,

i drank from my glass. he was smoking and i’m not used to it, so i threw his cigs away.

so we’re ok.

i was sitting on the passenger seat, him on his throne. it was like a scene way back a year ago. except that this time, it was no longer full of fondness with each other, it was just respect, anticipation of the next words that will come of our lips, and acceptance.

we were just there, two individuals with different paths, different plans and separate worlds. the only thing that kept us together was the seats we were sitiing which was right next to each other. the closed car doors that can voluntarily be opened at any time. and the finally, saved friendship.

we had a bit of talk about our fruit, but that remains within.

whatever is mine, is mine.

whatever he denied, will never be etched out of my skin.

I have seen Wga around lately, and it just so nice that i din’t have to throw a smirk,

a blank face or a throttled mind thinkin, how to get away?far and far from this being!

i saw the spider yesterday, but Wga saw me.

he called me and we had a li’l unnecassary conversation,too short, i only blinked twice.

then i dooshed.

All these events are those that were not thought of.

never been anticipated.

it just came.

Forgiving is a hard task if you push it, but is easier when time passes by.

Whatever the day gives, live it.

Whatever the day denies, accept it.

the rawness of his smile. and the innocence of the day,

made me realize, i do know him.

The person who gave me my everything. my son.

the past be kept done, the present be lived.

seeing outside the box.

nothing is predestined: The obstacles of your past can become the gateways that lead to new beginnings.

out of the box. starting Oct. 15, 2007.

And I shall find some guy perhaps, and a better one than you, With eyes as wise, but kindlier, and lips as soft, but true, and I daresay he will do.

metal grandpa

Yesterday was food fest at Roma Mia, with Jon “ter2x” Gacayan and Eng “jiwil” Cinco. and i am Kit “bitter” Vee.

Hulking Mozzorella Cheese Sticks, and two Full Godfather’s Chop in Gravy,

it was so foxy. i could lie torpid forever with those chow!

We were virtually loungin with the solemnity of the area, Ayala’s kind of this is really head-rattling, y’know whattai mean.

We spent almost 2 hours of non-stop talking. eating, ofcourse.

then we all felt so full, that eating phase was getting slower and slower, while our tummies got bigger and bigger.

our mouth was in full motion, talking and eating and talking, sipping iced tea, and laughing. finally, yosi.

Then we all went home and greeted the night with smiling bellies.

At home, i chilled a bit and had Ripley’s dropping by after his dinner at Tsi.

We talked a bit. then he went home.

i got glued to the tv for awhile, then i was back to my phone.

I was texting with Au au, Bybutch, and Lucky and Ripley’s.

Bybutch Bybutch in Cebu! woohoo.. additional beer bud. hehehe.

uhhmm, did anybody here heard me when i said i was quitting the liquors? hehehe.

spank me! =)

so there.

Lucky said she was on a diet, so i got all guilty of eating so much when everyone else is tryin to shed off weight. shyet. maka panilap daw ku pag magkita mi.

i opened the challenge.

Even before i could get excited on the day i’d go panilap,

she texted me she was hungry. Lowser. i told her to just sleep it off.

Few minutes later, here she comes again, not telling me she’s hungry,

but selling a night out at Formo, where Pipip was at.

“Tag isa lang ta ka beer” she said.

“i’ll pass king. it’s late nya i’ll catch up on my sleep kay mag weekend na raba.hehehe” was my response.

and we both dozed off.

so today?

early morning. i got a message from her,

telling me stuff. sorry king. but yeah,

to you, my ever loving billabongz takatak buddy,

i said that as well, too many times already, no more beer no more beer

focus focus concentrate concentrate on main priorities.

ironically, i got too focused and still, i needed a beer for chill.

and another beer, and another. and …

mis sent messages, heart pouring dramas, and metal gandpas!

HANGOVER MANUEVER alert!

i are a Miss Mess

So what’s up blog? Hmm. It’s been like a day, since I last posted something.

And I don’t feel good about that U-Turn thing yesterday. It’s untrue. Or I dunno.It was what I felt yesterday so be it.
hmmm.. what thu what thu? Ef the what!

I walked in the rain yesterday. For no special reason. After that,I was just home. And indulged myself to tv, bed and the pillows. 

 I was busy on the phone after around 11p, Mitzil and I were catching up, then now I’m guilty, guilty of always MIA to them, Tin and Mitz. Guilty of Mitz phone bill! she said I am an expensive friend. Hehehe =) don’t worry I promise to reply to every YM message you’ll send me, when time comes. You are the expensive friend Mitz! Hahaha =) 

I was also busy texting with L to the Ucky. She was hungry at 12am. Imagine? Hmm..I said I din’t wanna go out. Because, One: it’s 12a, very hold up. Cannot! Two: She mentioned BEER. She wanted to drink, too. Yes, it’s the weather. Was that me? Saying no to the All-Time-Teenage-Counselor called Beer? Uh huh.  I don’t wanna drink nowadays, it has been bad. And you don’t wanna know.

I are a Miss Mess. Not so wooot! 

But anyway, I was also texting with Abet. He just got back from his mom’s balwarte, Indonesia. And it’s his beerday, I missed it, he said he got sick due to too much fun. I am jealous. Not of getting sick, but the fun. It’s been 702 years since I last chilled slash drank slash hit up slash be with Parekoi slash Ikong slash Koi.

Hmm.. Talking of Parekoi’s, the cebu one is stressed. And his stress lead to you’re jealous you always ask too many questions. It’s a bit annoying, I’m sorry. OK! So, no more questions for you. I dunno why he had to shoot me that kinna thing but hell, I’m sure he’s just trying to fish out a guilt-free pass, so go ahead and enjoy the night, without me having to be a second mother or granma.FYI: I’m done with my ManCandy Back Again thing, it’s a disaster for me. I’ll just keep this portion zipped. 

Take it easy kit, you’re at limboville again. And it don’t rock.

Relak my ass for  now. I’m taking it easy on the booze, the cigs and the night life. But, wait not that, I can still go out without having to drink and smoke, can I? hmmm.. Lowser king?

Yeah I can. I will try to. Try to be. A KillJoy? Hmmm.. who cares.

My friends would never understand but I will explain like an airplane, I am doing this for my own good. What the F! Ayaw pag sige lamlam dya bah! Yada yada.. from pseudo Mini Lucky and Daryll sitting on each of my shoulders right now.

 I only smoked a total of 3 sticks yesterday. Yes people, I’m taking it gradually.Abrupt withdrawal will kill. Nobody wants me dead. Feelor!

And the Booze? It’s been Two Days without it. So.. I’m seeing progress here. I am stressed out. I need food. Like so many, that when I burp I would release out all these stress.In the mouth or in the ass, either way. Hahahaha. I mean that! 

I will miss BlowJobs.I mean the drink bitch! the last I had, the tip of my straw got burnt. Boohoo..And to the other thing that you might have been thinking about the word up thayr, hmmm,I’m sure I can live without it.

Stopping this blog in 2 seconds for now.                               

limbo fuck.

i would really wanna let go and go.

again? the pit. of confused emotions.

i know i do not want him. or am i just chicken?

ok, call me Kit the Chicken.

i do want him. maybe.

wait, i like him. but no.

i told you i was done, i can’t be going back again.

*hammer in my head* thug thug.

someone asked: “you’re taking a u-turn huh?”

me: “what u-turn?no way.”

but i did.

i’ve parked back again.

in this space called limbo.

hey, i wanna fuck you now.

Botoy in cebu.

early morning, like 7am, sept 28. my phone rang.

” kit, aha ka?”

” balay. namukaw kah, naa ka Cebu nuh?’

” naa. gahapun ku abut, hubog pa kaayu karun. kita ta unya mga 1pm.”

” sige2x! i want dinner ok?”

” where man?”

” i2. Abuhan Tres.”

“ok kit. unya. text2x lang.”

click. end call. it was Jason Marabe a.k.a Botoi..

the Big Guy. God made him Big so his Big Heart would fit. =)

i miss Botoi. he’s my all around buddy. i miss our Malaybalay hits. In the morning, id go crazy with his horn blowin right outside my Auntie’s gate, i get up with my pj’s and off we go to Can-ayan. drive his LandCruiser way past rivers and rivers, then we park somewhere and smoke our lungs out. That’s just one of the things i miss. 5course meals anyone? Botoi’s dad cooks for us too! and spell YUMMY GOOD FOOD. heaven, when he cooks for us! oh oh oh and the Buko Pies they make, knocks me off my feet. and when the day is clear, we get a case of beer and drink it with some friends, after sipping the last drop of our bottles, we jump right off to Nasuli Spring! chilly trip, they all go to this floating pad in the mid of the spring, and leave me working out how to get there. i always make it in time for them to get back, and i get stuck in that middle thing worrying how to get back to them. it’s basically just fun with Botoi around. he’s been to cebu for more than as often as you think, to what? just party with me and friends. =) they are originally from here anyway. i love hunbun botoi. that’s what i call him and his gf’s would raise a brow, who cares? i love my hunbun. i could remember him chasing the bus i was at on the way to malaybalay, i told him not to chase, but to wait in the terminal. but he said he can’t wait, so he’d rather drive around and when he sees my bus, he’d chase it. i’d see him from the bus windows,ready to party. hmmm, we eat first ofcourse, and we love Hungarian Sausages from MintLeaf in Sumpong. then we start going around, then he brings me home, hmm, not home, but hmm, to OTL’s house. =) OTL would turn a bit pissed because i arrive almost 5hours way past the his expected time. i just hug him though, and we’re good. he knows Botoi is one friend i couldn’t live without. i want to hug him all the time, i love his fats fats fats fats fats fats. i simply love my Big Friend. Even in cdo, i never slip the chance to see him, and in the mid of drinking, i always go home to have dinner, so what he does is, he makes me bring his car home, so there would be assurance that i’ll get back. nice one. =) oh those days were just too good i want to get to a time machine and repeat the whole thing. driving Sayre highway for a minimum of twice a day ain’t healthy but we just love it, cdo – malaybalay and back is piece of cake. i miss everything, when life back there were simple yet memorable. like eating cacao, they said i can just eat it like how i eat gauvas, when i was almost done, they said they were sorry, they fooled me. i am the only human being who ate that cacao from skin to seeds! it wasn’t funny, i hid in in their pockets.  hmmp. When i was five months pregnant, Botoi paid visit, so we chiled and they drank. me, tin, paul, botoi and hammer. we had fun, after the long night, Botoi always gives me his usual Abuhan treat. he knows how i love puchero. =)

so he was back lastweek, and everything went close to perfect. a bit chillaxing at Starbucks then dinner with Lucky, Daryll,Jaquie,Kc and Botoi at Abuhan Tres. We headed to San Vicente village with Juan, then there i met Mark Teves, Titing, Ronald – the ronald brioso that Arnel [Kuya Aaron's bro] was so proud of. so we had beers and beers then we decide to get it groovin at the local Pump. so at Pump? Botoi was dancing with a Korean—o. hahaha. yes! Koreano. hahaha. the geek type of Koreano who seemed to have been lost in a dance club. Lucky was at her feet, grooving and dancing every bit of note in the air. dancing with juan. me? i was all over. had tequila with francis, endless beer with my troop, and dancings with aquaintaces present. the highlight? the hug with WGA. hmm. yeah, him. we just gotten ok. i mean, yeah.. we talked, and we even had to get out of the place to talk better.  i guess we’re ok. i can’t say anything as to what the friendships extent is, but ok, we talked. he has gf and i have a, hmm, i’m very happy with my life, so we are not seeing each other. end of that area, i still don’t feel like blogging each and every detail of it. but, hmm.. whatever. The next day? i was with the same friends again, at san vicente and at the ghetto area back at philosophy. drinking again and was super as usual. we had sets of cool shots. =) the following day? me, lucky and Jaquie drank again in El Loce and then to san vicnete again. another blastful evening but Botoi already left for cdo woth kc. i missed him. then a few friends came by to visit. then we’re all off to home. in general? i had three days straight blast! Botoi just brings the best of sudden visits to cebu! =) and i’m goin home home soon. off for more of the beers in cdo. =) i can’t wait.