Oh crud... if this is how it is to have a kid, PLEASE DO NOT SIGN ME UP UNTIL I'VE HAD ENOUGH PRACTICE. Crud! Is it always this stressful?!

Alright, so admittedly, what I am doing right now is NOT TAKING CARE OF A REAL BABY, but it can come close. I've just recently adopted a kitten -- female I think -- who I have named Choco, mainly because the li'l 'un seems to like chocolate. The duty just got kinda relegated to me, since they won't touch the kitten. More of don't want to touch the kitten, and I'm the one supposedly allergic to cats and other furry animals (yes, people, even in real life, Ana is supposedly allergic, and it helps to have had bronchial asthma).

If I hadn't taken a hand in it, the kitten will most probably have been, erhm, eliminated, by the other stray cats roaming about in our backyard.

Is it just me or is MSN and Yahoo both wonky?!

So back to my griping... The kitten can fit into my hand, and I've held her like that actually, when I was trying to clean her up. I still do that. Damn, who does that for them?

Alright, so I don't know much about having a pet, but give me a break, this is the first animal I've taken in/ given this much attention.

ARGH, it doesn't matter if my connection's at the maximum...! It's still slow as a turtle!! And don't give me that bull about slow and sure being the best way to get to your goal! Work damn it!!


Ooh... Baguio. New story, Countdown (working title), haven't written much of it, but I do have a working outline of it. I know what happens when, but... hehehe haven't written the whole thing yet. And here I am, already dreaming up the sequel. ^__^

Baguio also makes me remember Vaughn or was it Von? I've forgotten how to spell his name, but I think I'll got with the former, sound and looks more okay to me. He's this guy a friend of mine introduced to me and another friend when we went up to Baguio for a week. Nothing serious, just a week at a friend's house. It really shouldn't matter that this friend was a guy, and that he invited me, another guy and another girl. Sounds cozy? Sure, just add his entire family to the mix.

Damn, why am I reminiscing about this all of a sudden? I have an albumful of photos of that time, but I don't have one of Vaughn. Oh well, lose some...

Hell.


No one wants to, nothing is made
Think a moment to fake a gasp
Surprisingly truthful
Enchantingly sinful
Disarmingly beautiful

I should have left
I should have done a lot
I should have
I could have
I would have
Excuses I can't


Argh, terrible poetry. Who am I kidding? I only got high marks for Poetry in high school because I was the best in English, and not because I was a real poet.