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Thursday, April 25, 2002

Listening to: Sick of Myself by Matthew Sweet

5 seconds after i got out of the shower this morning, i was already perspiring. So much for feeling freshened up. I quickly checked my palm for any meetings scheduled today. Luckily, there was none. Because of the heat that i just cannot take anymore, i decided to wear my super sleeveless top (its like a sando already) and my long black skirt to work. It was so weird....i was walking to my office and it got cloudy, then windy, and then it started to drizzle. It stayed that way for like 15 seconds until the sun came up again. What is up with that?

Forgive me folks, but i just need to let this out. Eversince the bombings that happened here in Manila, mall administrators have instructed security personnel to frisk and check the bags of anyone who enters the mall. I'm completely fine about that. But since the bombing issues have died down, so has the ability of the malls' security to really check your bags. Because of the astounding number of people who go to malls everyday, a line builds up by the entrance. You line up for like a couple of minutes, go through the hassle of opening your bag (i get really pissed when i bring my backpack) only to have a security guard (male security for males and female guards for females) poke a stick inside your bag, hold your waist and let you go. I could have a dynamite hiding at the bottom of my bag and they'll never know!!!

Enough griping!!!

I'd like to say thanks to Mona for writing my site up "as a fun read, splashed with ocassional bitchy banter.". Visit her site and read on how she is reborn daily by the love of her family and friends.

Bunny @ Thursday, April 25, 2002

about moi

Loves the beach, wishes she had more time and money to travel, recently got hooked to climbing mountains, reads anything she can get her hands on, frustrated writer, adores her 3-year-old Lhasa Apso, Tashi, constantly needs caffeine, ~~wonders when she'll quit smoking~~, and will most likely die due to liver complications from drinking too much ~~(if the cigarettes doesn't get to her lungs first)~~. Can't live without accessories especially big, dangling earrings, shoe freak (aren't we all?), sucker for discovering hole-in-the-wall restaurants, will ingest anything spicy, enjoys giving and receiving massages, addicted to Friends, Sex and the City and CSI, goes gaga over kids, dreams of being alone with Jim Morrison and smoking a joint with Bob Marley. Would love to party with Gwen Stefani, shop with Patricia Field, write poetry with Maya Angelou and have Sting, Nelson Mandela, Mark Twain and Bono over for dinner.

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