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I wake up with your song playing in my head. And it doesn't help at all.

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You may have the most justifiable reasons to stay away but then there's that lingering thought in your mind and hope in your heart that maybe things can still change.

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I'm randomly going through my supposed dream diary where I used to write on the moment I wake up and discovered this:

January 7, 2011

Good morning. I just woke up and Mika Ordonez was in my dream. She was telling me to keep eating 'cause I'm too skinny. Oliver was there, too! Oh, I miss Oliver! He was wearing a dress with girls because the theme was Barbie. Some kuya rode a bike for me going down a slope. I spoke to Carlo Cruz on the phone. He told me he's planning to buy speakers. It felt so awkward. We were quiet most of the time. Angelo was in my dream, too. I don't remember what happened. I think he's planned different stuff for us to do, including a Rhianna concert (sidenote: I'm not even a fan). And when this girl found out she got jealous because her boyfriend doesn't have anything like that planned for them. She said she's bored.

... Now isn't that the most coherent thing ever?

I'm at Bo's Coffee and discovered there's free wifi here and P50- brownies (yum)

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I'm quite hooked to pole dance now. As in, I want to pursue it and be really good at it! I could earn from it in the long-run if I do shows with Pole Academy Philippines once I turn into a pro :> BUT I don't think my salary's enough to pay for dance classes :( I'm trying to find extra sources of income now just so I could dance.

( A few photos for semi-boasting purposesCollapse )


Soon enough, I'm hoping our teacher Ed won't have to spot me anymore while I do my tricks on the pole. ♥

For now, I should work on my arm strength. Weights are my friends!

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1. Girls who apply make up BEFORE their workout-- I mean, come on, you're just gonna sweat it out anyway

2. People who go a split-second faster than the instructor during classes just because they know the tracks so well

3. Instructors who can't follow or get lost in the beat/ counting

4. Personal trainers who watch your every move while you lift weights (NAKAKACONSCIOUS)

5. People who cuss during yoga or Body Balance

6. People who SUPER KADUPER KADUPERRRRRRRRR exaggerate their movements during dance class, sometimes adding their own steps

7. People who don't even exert effort but still have a yabang look on their face

8. Trainers who just try too hard to be friendly DURING a workout!

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We took Charmina and her lovely offsprings, Victoria and Levi, out to lunch in Chef Laudico's Bistro Filipino today. She said I'm the official favorite tita because they keep asking to see me. But wait, I have another title.

Levi: You're the shortest tita I ever had.

And this is coming from a 7-year-old. Hahaha!

So I imparted some wisdom to my little nephew:

Levi: I love dinosaurs. I have a lot of dinosaur toys but I still want more and I don't know why.
Best tita ever: Yes, Levi, that's okay. It's like girls and shoes-- we can never have enough.

I think it's only right that he tries understanding that early ;)

More life lessons:

Levi: I wish I were a girl instead! I have too many girl friends and no boys to play with.
Best tita ever: You'll like that when you get older.

And apparently, this boy's pretty deep for his age, too:

(My brother changes his voice while they were playing with a dinosaur in the car)
Levi: You sound like Barney (laughs)
My brother: Eww, I hate Barney.
Levi: Me, too!
Charmina: Excuse me, you liked Barney before.
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My brother: (whispers) Say, "that's in the past"
Levi: (loud and confident) Times change!

Victoria's adorable. Always singing and laughing and asking if she could come to my house. She refused to take a bite during lunch and decided to just sit on my lap. She borrowed Katherine's toy injection and kept stabbing me either on the arm or the neck. I'd play dead by throwing my head back for a few seconds and then wake up abruptly to startle her. She and Levi giggled like crazy and kept doing it again and again. It's fun but super tiring! And it came to a point where Ching Ching (Victoria's silly nickname) would tickle me on the neck to wake me up. Eep! :)

( I surprised them with the ceramics they painted in High Street a month agoCollapse )

What a happy Sunday :)

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I was hyper and uber gigil with my little sister this morning at Church. It reached the point where she'd squeal with glee and I'd feel guilty for causing a ruckus and for not paying attention.

There's this other little girl in Church that I'm quite fond of. Her name is Maxi; she's four years old, has chinky eyes, and always wears pretty clothes and a pretty smile. She used to sit beside us but I think her dad is strict and doesn't want her talking and playing during mass. I remember she always wanted to stay on my side and her dad kept trying to make her sit in between him and his wife. After a few Sundays, they finally decided to sit somewhere else. Earlier during communion, I saw Maxi lined up with her parents and holding a seemingly new Jessie doll. I smiled and she smiled back shyly and gave a little wave. It made my heart smile. And then, I saw another little girl, Angela, about 2 years old who sat near us a bunch of times before. When they were walking back to their seat, she stopped over where we were and gave Katherine a hug. Awww. :)

I saw Maxi again during the final blessing while my sissie and I were waiting for the holy water to touch us. She was being carried by her dad, who greeted hello first. I asked if she got Jessie for Christmas, and daddy said yes, Santa gave her that toy because she's been a good girl. Maxi was shy the whole time. I wish I could interact with her more. I think it'd be fun to play with her because she talks and giggles a lot.

Oh, and I want a Jessie doll, too. And Woody! And Bullseye!

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I have nothing against homosexuality. I am actually a fairly liberal person. The thing is, you gotta know when and where to place it.

Today I got SOOOO annoyed 'cause this new instructor at the gym turned a very serious, high-intensity sports class into some sort of gay aero class. NO KIDDING. You see, this class has 10 tracks that we gotta do running, jumping, push ups, crunches, lunges and all that jazz, and, normally, I'd be gasping for breath as early as the second track-- but MAN OH MAN, I didn't even feel a need for a sip of water after the whole class.

I am NEVER attending that instructor's class again. I hope they bring the old one back. He's just purely awesome. I can't believe some idiot replaced him just like that. And I can't believe this idiot was dubbed the nation group exercise manager when he can't even lead a class properly. HAY HAY!

In other news, tomorrow is pole dancing day.

I did Body Balance (kind of like yoga and pilates) again today at the gym after a long, loooooong time. And I was very disturbed by this woman who was right next to me; profanity was written all over her face. For every stretch and pose, a dirty word would come out of her mouth. She even muttered, "this is torture" when she took a breath. Wew. Hey, I curse but that was pretty exaggerated!

Well, anyway, I spent a good 3 hours at the gym today. Haven't done that in a while. I had 15 minutes of running, 45 minutes of weight-lifting, and an hour each for Body Balance and Body Combat (cardio using boxing and mixed martial arts moves) SARAP! I bet my water weight went down again.

I think I should start a photo blog soon.

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Everyone thinks I'm such a nice girl with a good heart. Well, today I just realized that there's a subtle, sneaky bitch deep inside of me.

To all the friends and loved ones that I have offended and hurt, please allow me to make it all up to you.

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My student's permit expired today. Great. I was planning to practice driving over the weekend but nooooooo. I'm gonna try getting a non-pro on Thursday. Hihihi.

Work was fun today. As usual. I got a pat on the back for having a fun and active music class this morning. :) AND we got to fix the schedule for my class already. I'm so excited, seriously. The two Gummi Bear classes are closed already. So it's possible that mine'll open up by next week or so.

Miguel's yaya told me that the little boy kept singing "Baby" and saying "Anna" during the break. That's adorable! His mom didn't understand why he kept saying my name at first then yaya explained that I would sing that to him. :)

Note: I DON'T LIKE BIEBER OKAY. But the kids respond happily to that song so I sing it to them just to see them smile, laugh and dance.

I just ate spicy noodles. Now my lips are spicy. And it had shrimp shells in it and I accidentally bit on some. I'm expecting an allergy attack anytime now. EEK.

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So many new faces in the Gummi Bear classroom today! And most of the regulars grew taller. Amazing. To think it's only been 3 weeks since we last saw them.

Today wasn't as bad as I expected. Normally, after a long break, the babies would get too clingy and have separation anxiety. Only one little girl had that this morning. She threw a mad tantrum and stayed on the floor for some time, kicking and crying. It took only around 15 minutes until she started skimming through story books and giggling over the doll house.

( At the end of the day, we gave out stamps as usualCollapse )

Well, anyway, I was totally NOT ready when our directress informed us that we may be opening a new Gummi Bear class already. At the same time, I'm stoked! Just didn't expect it to happen so soon. I gave up on the idea of me having my own class actually. And then, TADA! Surprise, surprise! What a way to start 2011 :)

Home early on a Saturday night. That's all I have to say really.

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I want to write about zodiac signs. But not now because it's getting late and I need my beauty sleep. I should stop this habit of playing with my iPod before going to bed.

PS
The annoying ads are back. WHY?

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This iPod is such a nifty little time waster. I've been downloading apps and surfing for almost 2 hours when I should be reading a book instead.

It's the first time in a loooooong time that I'm spending most of my day at home.

For 2011, I'm trying to practice and gain new habits to improve on different aspects of my being.

This morning when I woke up the first thing I did was grab a clean notebook and write about what I just dreamt about. Maybe I'll share it some time. Wouldn't want to type it now because it's quite a task to do that with the Touch. But anyway, it felt good doing that.

Right after, I read a verse from the-- wait for it-- BIBLE. Mom gave me this little book that tells you what bible entry to read each day. Just tried it out this morning.

I hope this keeps up.

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Whoever says money can't make you happy is a complete whack that deserves a slap on each cheek. Everything, including basic needs such as water, electricity, shelter, clothes, medicine and food, has a price. Considering how polluted it is nowadays, you can't fully rely on natural resources anymore (in terms of food and water at least), unless you want to risk getting sick. And when you get sick, you need big money to pay for hospital fees. Heck, bringing a newborn baby into this world has a price, too.

And you know what sucks even more? I think girls (more often than not) are pushed to spend more than boys. Since we're innately insecure beings, we always have to make sure that we look good because 1) looking good makes us feel good; and 2) single or taken, we have to look good for the opposite sex-- otherwise, guys just won't notice us, or our significant other will spot hotter girls. (Idiots). No matter how much you say inner beauty is more important, people still judge the first thing that they see. When they're interested in how you look like, then they'll make an effort to see if you're beautiful on the inside, too.

And besides, if you plan on having babies, might as well make sure your offspring gets gorgeous genes. You wouldn't want your child to suffer now, would you?

So anyway.

As a woman, you have to make sure got pretty clothes on you. Shirts, camisoles, lingerie, blouses, tube tops, dresses for every occasion (romantic dinners, clubs, day dates, work and meetings, etc), jeans, shorts, skirts, necklaces, belts, necklaces, hats, headbands, flats, high heels, jackets, sandals, bangles, bags... By golly, the list goes on and on/ Plus, you have to set a budget for waxing or laser services for hair removal. And regular hair trims and manicures and pedicures and facials.

Guys just put on a shirt or polo and jeans and shoes, maybe a little bracelet, anklet, watch, cap or whatever, spray perfume and work out to keep that hot body tight.

So. Not. Fair.

Originally written through Nokia E63 QuickOffice, November 3, 2010, 5:20 PM