Miss Wilhelmina

It’s American Idol day again. Performance nights are Tuesdays in the US and Wednesdays in the Philippines, but well, I got friends in the US that like to update me and also like to spoil stuff for me, so I might as well blog about it and tell everyone. The Idols sang Lennon-McCartney songs again, and some did well, and some didn’t do too well.

Rocker nurse Amanda Overmyer went first and sang “Back in the U.S.S.R.”. It’s either I was too young or wasn’t born yet when this song was written. Umm, a little scared for the nurse. Too much talent on this show.

Read the rest of this entry »

A few days later, Online Buddy asked me to be his girlfriend. There was this couldn’t-help-but-smile moment. And I said yes. I figured he couldn’t do anything to hurt me since he was overseas.

Still hung up on the ex, I focused all my energy into forgetting the ex and drowning myself with Online Buddy’s attention. I’d ask him if he could stay until I fall asleep, so I won’t have time in between being asleep and awake to think of ex. He worked during the night, so we basically had the same bedtime. He’s about 12 hours behind.

Read the rest of this entry »

“I really like you.” Online Buddy says.

“Huh? Why?”

“I don’t know. You’re different. You laugh at my bad jokes and you’re funny.”

“I like you too. When you make your bad jokes, my jokes actually become decent.”

A pause. He probably was snickering on his end. Or giggling.

“I just wish you didn’t have a BF.”

“Why?”

“Because I think I’m falling in love with you.” Read the rest of this entry »

I’m a health freak, but only do exercises whenever I feel like it, or when I find spare time to do it.

Last Sunday, I was bored out of my mind and didn’t want to write the articles that I needed to, so I picked up my brother’s 12.5-pound dumbbell and started working out with it. The dumbbell had a total of 7.5 pounds on it, but the bar was as heavy as five pounds.

Read the rest of this entry »

Well, I thought she and I were going to be friends, she even sent me friend requests on MySpace and Friendster, but who knows, maybe she just wanted to snoop on my profiles, but I don’t really give out information about myself like that, especially on the Internet. Oh well, like I really care. I have a far better life without him and her in my life. A much much better life.

Oh and just in case one or both of them ever see this, I hope you two have really cute and smart children. You know, like how both of you are; so smart, talented and very attractive, right?

Read the rest of this entry »

Now why would I want to get back with someone who did nothing but harm and abuse me? How can I still say that I love him? I thought being in love’s supposed to be a happy thing and not so hurtful.

Where’s the fluttering feeling of having butterflies in your stomach? The smile that suddenly creeps up to your lips every time you are reminded of that person? Where’s the feeling of getting tickled every time you hear him say, “I love you”? Where’s the feeling of being beautiful even if you still have drool on the side of your mouth in the morning?

Read the rest of this entry »