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Mood Swings…
My dear fan club (Yes, I do have a fan club. Hahahaha!) have been bugging me to update my blog. Since it’s Chinese new year here in Singapore…meaning no work for at least a week, I have no excuse not to write. Can you imagine the pressure I have to go through just stay a diva? Hahahahaha. Hello, I’m also busy with other stuff. And just because I don’t work full time doesn’t meant I have all the free time in the world. You have no idea, how difficult it is to take care of a dick-head husband who constantly requires a 24 hrs care and attention. *Wave to Fafe…Thanks for the wonderful breakfast in bed this morning*. Hehehehehe! Can you believe that don’t even have the time to play with myself right now? That’s how much I am preoccupied with other things. Further more, I’ve been feeling depress-depressan (again!). Ok, it’s not really like “Bukas luluhod and mga tala” scene, with heavy tears and tulo-sipon eksena. It’s just a small issues in life that I am not even sure if it’s really worth my time. But for some reasons, it affects me in so many ways. This is what happened when I can’t watch my favorite porn show. Hahahahaha! Ano ka ba joke lang. I ate papaya last week kaya wala rin urge is inday. I tried, pero nanigas lang fenger ng lola at feeling ko may rayuma na ata ako. Kaya, etetch luhaan lang ang beauty ko and nafagod lang aking mga veins. Hahahaha! Charing! Kaya warning, don’t eat papaya they can ruined your appetite. Ows! Kayo naman, puro kalaswaan, e di ba can cause indgestion.
’til depth do us part…
Every time I watched this, I really can’t stop laughing. Even the face of my ass smile. Hahahaha! Can you imagine if this happens to me? Sguro wala na sa mundo yong best man. Palutang-lutang na lang siya sa air kasi kinuha na siya ni lord. Hay! E kasi naman that gurl eklat, major venue talaga sa edge ng pool. Kaya hayan naging sirena siya mama! Kaloka! Life is really like a rock of Darna. Too hard to comprehend.
Anyways, tomorrow til end of the month, your diva is gonna busy freelancing for work. Not as futah in the nite. I need to make money for my cats you know. And since, they belong to upper crust so they only eat imported food. Charing! So it’s really like shoveling such as marine (translate to “kayod-marino” eklat). With the economic situation right now, anything is possible. We can’t forever pretend that it’s not happening. Yeah! If you are the only son of god. Or just like a typical Filipino would say,”bahala na si God!” (In english, “God will provide”). I don’t have issue with people who have such a strong faith, but please you know damn well, money doesn’t just fall from the tree. We have to work hard for it. Even the futah have to make a major effort to earn some money di ba? In other words, we have to be aware of what’s happening right now and be cautious of our spending.Hahahahaha! Natawa tuloy ako sa sarili ko. I mean, coming from me getting concern of this stuff is like I am being abducted by aliens. And to think, I don’t even read or watch news that often. Ok, tama na ang pagkukuwari. Masyado na akong plastic.
Today, also happens to be the birthday of my youngest sister and she just turned 20. It’s overwhelming that she grew so fast and at the same time I am afraid that I might not be able to catch up with her world soon. Kasi, iba na eksena nila ngayon e. Like their drama is, I’m alone in this world, and I don’t f***ing care. I have to admit though, that I’m lucky because my younger sisters never really gave me problems (so far). They grew up to be human beings, respectful and courteous not only to me as well to people around them. My only worries, if they get married some day, it’s gonna be a very dramatic scene or perhaps a comedy like this….
Merry Christmas, You’re Fired!
This Christmas, the diva just made the biggest decision (again) in her life. Nope! I’m not divorcing my fafe. Haler! You know, Scott is an endangered specie from mars. So, definitely it’s not him. It’s about my bimay (nanny). I’m divorcing her. Futah! Feeling rich ka dyan. Ok, serious na etetch. I just fired my yaya few days ago. I know what your thinking. I’m like so evil with capital E. Gurl! I swear I really don’t want to do this especially since it’s few days before Christmas eve. In fact, I lost 2 pounds of my precious bilbil just thinking about the whole eksena. I even rehearse for 7 days of how to say it right…you’re fired (with compassion). Day! Feeling ko sa tindi ng rehearsal ko pwede na ako magmediacorp artiste since chaka naman mga artista nila etetch….hahahaha. Neng, ang wrinkles ng lola mo, parang siyang buhok sa kili-kili na nagmumultiply araw-araw. Hello! Botox is not cheap. Di na keri over ang magpaBello. Mahirap kumita ng dollars ngayon unless ibenta ko lahat ng puri ko. Anyways, highways, I really tried from the bottom of my twins to understand her and consider where she is coming from. But my powers can no longer hold on. It’s like maximum level of Louis Vuitton.
She had a good life with us. That’s why my mini brains can not comprehend why she have test my patient and make things complicated. Imagine, her usual routine everyday is wake up at 9am, breakfast, lunch and dinner for more than an hour, mega watch TV and read books for 8 hrs and play brick game while doing laundry in the washing machine. She only works if she remembers her job description. Dyosa ang arte ng gurl etetch. Kaso, si inday di pa nakontento, naki agaw eksena pa sa spotlight ko. Like Gretta says….this can not be…we own the bank! Three divas in the house is already a crowd kaya. There’s me, Tico (the beauty) and Taco (and the beast…hahahha). I thought getting someone to help me around with the household will do me favors. But in the end, para gusto ko maging vampire at kagat-kagatin ang siko ko sa inis. As in! G na G ang lola mo (galit na galit! In english, my eyes are rolling up, side, down but I am not cumming…hahahahha)
My own little world…
Yes, I’m officially a blogger, since I have my own website now…hahahahaha…as if I can really write. But due to some reader’s demand (Yes, I have readers and ende sila bayaran noh!) I decided that I should write more often. Not only because I have free time now. But hearing from my friends how much they enjoyed reading my blog (hmmnnn…wonder if they are bored with their life or they are just being nice to me) it’s so touching. Even my belo boobs is so touch-ed. Actually, when I was young and a virgin (and my outfits is still in the 80′s with matching shoulder pads ok) I really love to write. Unfortunately, when we move to Manila to pursue my Fine Arts degree I stopped. Why? Because I was busy with my studies and coming from an island (hahahahhaaha…parang naman native ang dating ko) my Ilonggo accent was very strong. So, whenever I start talking, everyone find it so funny. Ok, writing is totally different from talking. But medyo nashy-ness ako. Being in all-girls school, where you’re surrounded by bitches and divas. I wasn’t sure if my grammar will pass. Alam mo naman ang pinoy, saksakan ng mga pintasera lalo na pagdating sa english grammar. It’s not that I was intimidated. Kahit kasama sa pangookray ang outfit ng lola mo (Day! Freego jeans and fake benettton t-shirt ang aura ko). But I honestly feel that someday, I can afford to buy all the branded stuff in the world. I guess, pag dyosa ka ende siya malayong marating. That’s why, I feel for those purleta, kasi I know how to be in that situation. Kaso naman, they want freebies all the time. Kaya now, I only hang out with upper class….hahahahahaha.
Anyways di carabo, I’m so excited of writing again. Kasi, not only I can make okray here but also bitch about those things that matters to me. So, if your expecting any relevant issue…Day! I’m no genius noh! This blog is all about me…me…me…gosh! I feel such a diva. Hahahaha. But I hope, whoever read my blog, you get to entertain since libre naman ang pagpapatawa ko. But please don’t take it personally. The stuff that I am talking here is not meant to hurt anybody. Unless nasa hate-list kita…hahahahahha.
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