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meet the predator
call me jenie
born on 02/20/83 after my Dad & Mom drank beer and ate balut 9 months before
lives in Singapore, but always a Pinoy at heart
works as an advertising copywriter, but hates proofreading her blog entries
loves true friends, fake DVD's, alternative music, alcohol, sarcasm, boxing, hatha yoga, and House (the TV series,not the music genre)
loathes indifference, power trippers, narcissists, giant egos and bad breath
tries to live by the quote "Postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing." by Anais Nin
Tattle tales: a 5-day recap
Because this is the journal of my days:
Friday
- took an FX and had no coins. Had to pay P500 to the utmost dismay of the driver
- met up with T in front of , had dinner at Oody’s and had another memorable night =)
Saturday
-got home during the wee hours of the morning but managed to drag myself to the gym for my 1st boxing lessons
-had so much fun punching, but was tortured during the latter parts
-commuted to Katipunan after, then met up with peeps at Tia Maria’s
-free wonderful alcohol c/o Paula, with her juicy hush-hush kwento :-D
-People present were: Tatoff, JM, Pau, Jeff, Pong, Coni, Randy, Abby, Kim, Joseph (Jm's pinsan) and I
Sunday
-took Pau home to Cainta then had to stay over T’s house because it we were groggy and Makati is not near Antipolo
-slept in his sister’s room
-woke up early to watch Pacquiao’s match and little did we know that they were celebrating their town’s fiesta that day, and I was wearing the same clothes I had since Saturday
-was glued to the television from 930AM despite our lack of sleep
-his parents prepared lots of food then distant relatives dropped by and watched the match too
-knew that Pacquiao would win in the 10th round, but just when that round began, the group of loud Ati-Atihan dancers paraded in front of their house and we couldn’t hear a thing; hooted and clapped anyway =)
-went home because I felt stinky already, heard mass at Don Bosco then went to the roof deck. Realized I’ll miss that place and all the cheesy moments if ever we move. Hekhek!
Monday
-work load’s not that bad but body pains from boxing began to take its toll. Couldn’t walk properly, and even laughing hurts
-was supposed to donate blood for my officemate’s mom but before going to MMC, we realized that most of us in this floor aren’t qualified because of the happy brownies almost 2 weeks ago. There goes my 4th failed attempt to donate :-P
Today
- I’ll go to the gym after work inspite remaining body aches because I’m even more inspired and determined to learn boxing, thanks to Super Man-ny :-D Idol, grabe!
4:05 PM
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
