'twill never be me

guy says the girl he got looks like me... hmmm... ok... let me tell you this though, she can never be me.

nyahaha... bitter?! joke!!! ; p

a day at a time

phone call at an unusual time...

me:  'why?'

caller:  'nothing...'

then the guy chuckled...

aw, he's checking on me!  : }

me:  'i've been good!  i've been good these recent days...  i was good yesterday...  i'll be good today...  i just don't know tomorrow...'

caller:  'why not tomorrow?'

me:  'hehe...  i humor myself...  i don't say 'no'...  i tell myself, 'not today...  tomorrow...'  then the following day, i tell myself again, 'not today...  tomorrow...'...  easier that way...'

: )

dying to see you

on the phone with a hale and hearty guy...

me:  'i'm not going to see you again...  never ever...  well, unless it's accidental...'

caller:  'you have to see me before i die...'

me:  'you can't predict your death...  don't tell me you'll call me when you're dead...'

caller:  'what if it's before?'

me:  'what?  you're dying and you'll call me?  you have more important things to do than call me when you die...'

caller:  'what if it's six months before?'

me:  'what do you mean?'

caller:  'for example, i'm dying in six months and now is the six months before and i'll ask you to see me...'

ugh...  the morbid things guys come up with just to see you...  : }

go or forgo

me:  'i don't want...  you've threatened...  several times...'

friend:  'have i made good my threats?'

me:  'not yet...  but how do i know you won't?  i don't wanna risk it...'

you have to know which risks are worth it...  risks are risks precisely because there are no guarantees...  things can go either way...  sometimes, that's no big deal...  other times, it means the world...  don't ever risk something you aren't willing to lose...

heart don't change my mind

how do you convince yourself (yes, yourself more than anybody else) to decline someone who's

-  offering you something you really want

-  following it up

and

-  telling you he's 'hoping against hope' you'd say yes

???

:'(

</3

it gets longer with time

i have this disney cuties shirt...  the print says, 'is it a crime to be this cute?' (nyahaha...  toinks!!!)...  the tag says, 'Buy your exact size!'...  it's 90% cotton, 10% spandex... i've had it for more than 10 years...  it used to be just hip-length...  now it's already a little above the knee...  hmmm...  shirts 'grow' too, huh!  ; )

fear not

last night when i was uploading pics in facebook, i suddenly had the creeps when notifications about likes from someone who has passed away popped up onscreen.

now i call the widow.  just as i was hoping for, 'twas she logged in to her husband's account.

whew!

shallow

me:  'let's play rock, paper and scissors...'

friend:  'what for?'

me:  'i just want to...'

friend looks at me funny and goes:  'don't make me part of those mischiefs of yours...'

me:  'haha...  i just want to play...'

friend:  'i don't want to...'

me:  'please...'

friend:  'no...'

i kept on insisting.

he kept on resisting.

eventually he gave in.  yeba!!!

go.

he won...  : O


me:  'another one...'

friend:  'no more...'

me:  'please...'

friend:  'stop it...'

me:  'please...  best of three...'

friend:  'enough...'

again i insisted.

again he gave in.

again he won...  : O


me:  'best of five...'

friend:  'you said best of three...'

me:  'let's make it best of five...'

friend:  'you think you'll win over me?'

me:  'yes!'

friend:  'you won't...'

me:  'i just might...'

friend:  'i'm telling you, you won't...'

me:  'let's try...  please, please, please...'

friend:  'ok...  ok...'

and for the third consecutive time, he won!

waaaahhhhh!!!


me:  'best of ten...'

friend:  'there's no best of ten...  it has to be an odd number...'

me:  'ok...  best of seven...'

friend:  'you're not letting up, are you?'

me:  'haha...  if i win, we'll stop...'

friend:  'you can't beat me...'

me:  'why not?'

friend:  'i always win in rock, paper and scissors...'

me:  'c'mon!'

friend:  'really!  let's just play tic tac toe...'

me:  'there's a technique in tic tac toe...  i already know it...  well, i've forgotten...  but i don't want tic tac toe...  i want a game of chance...'

friend:  'what are you up to?'

me:  'nothing...'

friend:  'nothing???'

me:  'i just want to win...'

friend:  'i don't think so...'

me:  'please...'

friend:  'i'll just win again...'

me:  'it's a game of chance...  i just might...'

friend:  'what if you don't?'

me:  'if i don't win best of seven then we'll have best of nine.'

friend:  'haha...  ok...  i'll just let you win...'

me:  'that's ok...'

friend:  'that's ok with you?'

me:  'yes...  when i look back, i'm just going to visualize that i won, haha...'

and so he let me 'win'...  ; )

call of nature

my phone rings...  i pick it up and then it stops ringing...  then it rang again...

me:  'did i press a wrong key or did you really stop the call?'

caller:  'i stopped the call...  i went to the men's room...'

ooops...  haha...  ; )

needle in a haystack

text exchange...

me:  'i'm going to meg...'

friend:  'megamall?'

me:  'yup'

friend:  'c yah there.  hahaha.'

me:  'i'm leaving my phone...'

hahaha...  ; p

what's funny?

i needed something from a friend so i requested him to come over.

friend:  'when do you want me to go there?'

me:  'up to you...  at your convenience...'

friend:  'you tell me when you're free...'

me:  'i'm the one who needs something so i'll be the one to adjust to your sched...'

one afternoon, i received a call from him.  i had to ask for a re-sched because i was out with my friend's baby.

one morning, he called again.  i was out-of-town...  : }

another afternoon, 'twas a text message.  i was sleeping over in another city...  : }

last monday, we, at long last, were able to 'finalize' a sched.  guess what, it didn't push through!  he was already in my street but couldn't get through to my phone so he decided to just go home.  (what the...?!  he should just have knocked!  ugh!)

yesterday, i texted him asking for a call when he has time.  'twas actually for something else.

his reply:  'i'm <out-of-town>, hahaha'

hahaha?

sweet revenge, eh!  ; p

friend zone

guy: 'i'll do it for you...'

me: 'i've seen how you do it...'

guy: 'you have?'

me: 'yes... i was there one time...'

guy: 'how come no one told me?'

me: 'that was so long ago... 'twas still us then... us?! hehe...'

guy: 'you still loved me then...'

me: 'i still love you now... but we've, what do i say, progressed? retrogessed? to the friendship zone... they say that's the hard part... when you're in the friend zone... you get stuck... you can't go beyond...'

could be good or bad... ; )

'the secret'

on the phone...

guy:  'i'm going to ask you something...  i know you're going to say 'no'...  it's a long shot but i'm taking a chance...'

me:  'you already say i'm going to say 'no' so i'm saying 'no' now without hearing the question...'

you expect rejection, you get rejection...  it's as simple as that...  next time show some confidence...  \m/

too late

me:  'wow, you're taller than me!'

nephew:  'sleeping early is the key...'

me:  'well, i'm past the growth years so no matter how much sleep i get now, it won't really make me taller anymore...'

there is such a thing as a window...  once that closes, you just have to find something else...  and sometimes, that will never lead to the same thing...

yet we understood

i was telling my friend's housemate to go easy on his leaves as those are monetized upon retirement...

friend's housemate:  'we don't retire...'

me:  'what?  you go on working forever?  joke!!!'

friend's housemate:  'we're not permanent...'

me:  'casual?'

friend's housemate:  'no...  the one where you have to re-apply when the term ends...'

me:  'oh, contractual?'

friend's housemate:  'no...  what do you call it?  it's a spanish term...'

me:  'spanish?  co-terminus?'

friend's housemate:  'yes...  yes...  co-terminus...'

nyahaha...  spanish, my foot!  ; )

follow your instinct

i was supposed to enter our street on reverse but my sister told me to wait for the car perpendicular to us, backing up to the parking slot right AFTER our street, to get settled before i make my turn.  for some reason, i had this feeling that i should move immediately but brushed it aside because i have this self-imposed policy to just keep quiet and not react to / contradict whatever this younger sister of mine says so as not to, uhm, sweat stuff, hehe...  ; )

now even after parking, the driver took a while to turn off the car's headlights and all the while i was just there waiting on hazard.  when the lights finally went off, that's when my sister gave the go signal for me to move.

i moved forward and made a turn to enter our street on reverse.  suddenly i heard a slight thud.  ugh!  a tricyle hit me!  the tricycle stopped and was looking at me but i know it was ultra-super minor and i'm sure it wasn't my fault so i didn't bother to get off my car.  the tricycle driver and i didn't anymore sweat stuff as well...  : }

talk about timing...  talk about gut feel...  had i followed my instinct...  had i not waited too long...  had i left that spot when i felt like moving, we wouldn't have had that collision.