Inez (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} mariainez) wrote,@ 2009-02-08 15:06:00 |
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Wanna see me disco?
When I woke up in the morning, the first thing I did was my laundry. I realized I had no more clean jeans left for school tomorrow, so I made sure I did that first. While doing that, I facebooked and started saving photos from Raleene's party in Fiamma.
I did not know Raleene was capable of creating such an event, considering the fact I used to force her to go out back when I was a clubrat and she'd bail on me all the time. The baby is now a lady, really. (Stupid phrase, but completely applicable in this case.) I commend her for actually getting my lazy ass out of the apartment. and into the premises of Fiamma, which I have not set foot into for a whole year. Good job, baby girl. Happy 19th Birthday! It was an awesome night, even if I was completely sober the entire time.
Yes, you heard it right. SOBER. I only had one beer because I am on antibiotics for my dental surgery on, to add insult to injury... Valentines day. Last week, I could only open my jaw halfway, and I didn't know why. When I finally saw a dentist, she told me my wisdom tooth was coming out, and I need to have it removed asap.
Perfect timing, huh? I practically cried when I found out this had to happen on a day my boyfriend and I have been so excited about. I'm basically going to be bedridden for the entire weekend, and I'll be on an ice cream diet. This has got to be the worst wisdom tooth story out there. I win!
But I wish every one a Happy Valentines, nonetheless. I'm happy, and I've been happy for a good seven months. Everyday with my adorable boyfriend is Valentines day. And I know there will be more to come. I'll laugh about my first Valentines with Enzo in the future... but as of now, I just want to get this over and done with.
I'm turning 21 in twelve days. I can say goodbye to saying "I am two decades old", and finally start saying "I can gamble!". Not that I'm planning to gamble or anything, It's just good to know I don't have to stay at home the next time my family decides on having a trip to Vegas.
I remember crying on my 20th birthday a year ago, because I felt old and everything far from extraordinary. I hope I don't cry this year for another shallow reason, but I probably will. It's that one day of the year where I have every right to be, anyway. But, seriously speaking, if I cry, I hope it will be out of utmost joy that I am finally happy and going somewhere in life. 21 will be a better year. I know it.
My parents are coming over to the apartment next week in time for my dental surgery. And they're finally sending me a car. Yes, you heard it right. The spoiled brat who got her Macbook Pro, her own apartment and a Canon DSLR, also happens to be getting a car. Truth be told, I'm not going to be using it so much, since I have this irrational fear of driving around Manila. (Buses here scare me.) And I also realized I have never driven alone before. So, if anything, we'll be using that car when the family is in town... or when Enzo is coding... or when Bea and I want to go to Greenhills. Bea is a much better driver than I am.
I hired a professional cleaner to... ugh, clean... the apartment today, and it looks a million times better. How I miss having a maid to do all of this for me, and I wouldn't have to worry about dishing 400 pesos once she's done. Once you live alone, you end up missing the simple things like that.
I think I've hit an ultimate low when it comes to being bored on a Sunday. Though I was completely productive, I can't help but feel fucking bored. Perez Hilton and Bryanboy are even starting to bore me.
I'm glad I was able to blog though. I used to update this on a regular basis, but now I find it quite rare. This is all for now. Until next time...
