For the Record
Tuesday, July 3, 2007Wise-ass comment from somewhere: "Man with hand in pocket has ball in hand."
Can't seem to get that off my head.
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For the record, the lack of posts is due to sheer laziness, sheer monotony of life and the lack of exciting events. The writer in me is still there, just that I get inspirations in the weirdest of times. Like when I'm in the middle of crossing the street, while I'm standing in line in the supermarket cashier counter or when I'm in a conversation with someone. I'm finding it harder to grab hold of that 'idea' and write about it later. It's really just all there in my head, the intro, the body and the conclusion all jumbled up. It's the process of getting them out of my head that I find hard. I blame the inactivity. Mold and rust grow on the idle and the inactive.
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To get started I will write about the deardarling's surprise birthday party. Under my previous blogger hyped up circumstances, I would have posted tons of pictures and a detailed entry about it only a few days after. Okay, I just noticed something funny, in all of my posts, I never really mentioned my boyfriend's name. Hahahaha.
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Anyhoo, his surprise 22nd Birthday Party was at MacDonald's King Albert Park. We were on our way to KAP, he was under the false pretense that I was meeting my cousin's friend who's hostel was nearby. I thought I was going to die when his friends kept calling me (telling me that they were there already and who and who will be late). It was pretty hard to be discreet about it but he was pretty much surprised.
My Beloved McBirthday Orge Boy.
Fin tried (and succeeded) in blowing out the candles before the birthday boy. His cake was so cute, it was this tiny MacDonald's chocolate cake. I didn't know Mac's made cakes.
