adobo ala asukal

just when i get my hopes up, i get jitterbugs when i try to think of the possibilities that may come up. happy days are back, im always full, and things like ciggies arent much in my mind. oh god i miss those days. stimulants? nope, they depress you. promise.
just when i thought it was my payday, yep it was. it was. i just held on my money for like, four hours and then it was all gone. but lets not talk about those stuff. i would get it off my mind in like a sec, but look its back. twice in a row i met somebody whom i wish i wouldnt ever meet again. and i had to wait for a month to really get over the previous encounter. dammit. but hey here goes my irony. i enjoyed it. bwahaha.
i felt happy just getting home cooking my own dinner, well technically my breakfast. cooking for yourself really is therapy, it lets you choose what you put into what you eat. it lets you choose the color of the food, its flavor, and well how well it is done. cooking adobo, plain adobo is simple. i was gonna put into the pan but i thought, hey lets makes this adobo special. i looked around for things i might put into and something caught my eye. perfect.
brown sugar.
i cooked the brown sugar first, turned it into "latik" and put it into a serving bowl. then i cooked the adobo as anyone would do. then i poured the "latik" into the adobo and hey, its adobo ala asukal! but i was not done yet. another thing caught my eye and it gave me this perfect idea. for a dip i mean. mayo!
im full. even writinf this entry makes me hungry. better get home and cook!

Never Sleep For A Few Hours

just when i say to myself i'm gonna sleep for a few hours cuz i'mma go sumwhere early and then i sleep so deeply when i wake up its way past my deadline. im definitely pissed off at the thought but hey, whats done is done. and then i try to cook sumthing in the kitchen and i recall, hey i had this dream. this wonderful dream.
i dreamt i was in a beach with sum of my friends. dont recall who they were but i kinda knew they were friends cuz we were having fun and all. it wasn't in a typical beach with white sands and everythin, it was in a crytal clear one with only big rocks instead of a long stretch of sand. people across were telling sum people to go there and they did. they walked on top of the water like Jesus did on one stormy night. i wasn't even amazed by it. i just looked at them like it was sum normal thing. thing is i tried to step onto the water to try if i could do it like them and sadly my feet dipped and got wet. i thought i was supernatural or sumthin. i thought i was gonna swim for it but sumbody mysteriously put wooden planks into the water so i can ride across. when i reached the other side i was suddenly overwhlemed by so many people and i felt like im being crushed so moved to the center where no one was and sat, laughed with them, listened to their jokes and everythin. then the brother comes in, shakes my hand and hands me sumthin. nothing to be suprised of, its a bbq on a stick. so i ate it and while i was eating it here comes my soulmate, my acclaimed soulmate. only i know that. sits beside me and says "can we go sumwhere?" i thought well since im suffocating in all this how about we go? so we stood and walked towards my house which magically appeared in front of us and walked in. another magical thing our neighbor was selling things on the first floor and i said to her "manang, papasok po kami". my soulmate suddenly took my hand and walked me into. and then another magical thing happened. when we walked into the door when we came in, or out, we were in this pathway to somewhere i dont recall. i think i knew the place cuz sumthin reminds me of it. walking towards sumwhere i do not know and just holding my arm gets me weird jitterbugs and stupid mind flashes but hey i enjoyed it. we came onto this intersection and so many people i knew were there but mostly they were people whom my soulmate would be seen with. we talked to a few of them cuz my soulmate was asking for sumthin and i was acting puzzled just trying to be cute or sumthin, tryin to be in control is not my kind of a guy. then i suddenly got flashes of consciousness, streaks of coming to and thats's it. the end of my wonderful dream. nonsense dream, but hey i enjoyed it.

What's wrong with staring?

How nice it is to stay at home.

Hehe. I stayed at home the whole day. And I thought it'd be boring. It was. But I enjoyed it. Maybe I like boring things, boring people, boring events. Rather than hyperactive people, action or PVP's, and even drinking sessions. Cuz I get disappointments after them. Because I look forward to things when I'm in them. But when you're in boring stuff, you don't expect things to happen. But sometimes things do. Like today.

Something un-boring came up during my boring day. I just stared. And stared. Stared. Stared. Getting tired of staring? Well I'm not. And that's what I did. I stared. God I love that word. Stared.

I stared for like, eternity and I got myself full. With just staring you'll get full? Sure, why not? And like I stared so hard the person ran. Who ran? Secret. Maybe won't even read my blog. But I guess someone'll get jealous. I hope not. What wrong with staring? It's plainly unmalicious. Right? Stare at someone. Try. You won't get slapped in the face for staring at somebody. Just don't stare at those things you're thinking about.

Please don't get jealous mind you. Won't change the fact that its you I'd rather stare than anybody else. And how can I stare at you. Someday I will. I want to. And I know you'd never run away. You'd even stare back at me.

I hope I get more boring days at home. Then I'd get to stare at more people. Then someday they'd stare back at me.

A lot of things since then

Finally SOMEONE read my blog. At last. I was waiting for that.
I haven't been able to post since I'm busy(buying and selling red broken seal stones mind you).

Announcement:
I have long hair. Once again. Everytime my mum sees me it's always the same script: "Patupe na intawn dong, maluoy ka sa imong buhok. Kalas kay kag shampoo."(Please have your hair cut, have pity on it. You're to costly on shampoo).
To mama:
Ma, I buy my own shampoo. My hair is allergic to other shampoos mind you.
To my hair:
Don't mind mama. Keep on growing, I love you for that.
To myself:
Keep up the good work Maux, then have it fixed. Its what you've always wanted.

Next up:
My get-up. Its not a get-up but I'm back to "my basics". Waa since I bought something(secret), I think I just want to wear the same thing everyday(not my underwear mind you). This consists of any short pants, any no-collar shirt, slippers, and a hat. Dammit Alden palihug ko intawn akong cap(please my cap) return it. Along with the money you borrowed.

Note:
I don't drink as much as often mind you. So if someone is reading this, hopefully, then here it is. I don't drink as often. I only drink when Socy asks me to, or when there is an occasion. And I don't drink with any person. I usually like intelligent conversations during drinking sessions. This keeps me sober.

Still on my mind(meaning, still evaluating):
Nooo I not enrolling myself at any gym. It is pretty tempting, considering the fact that most of my buddies are enrolled, but the fact remains that it is a manifestation of someone's vanity. And I am not vain. If I were vain, I would have done that too long ago. I've had opportunities long before. But that would mean I would have to let go of many things. Like:
My vice. Not shabu OMG!
My time. I like to just sit and think.
My fasting. I love to eat, but my appetite isn't telling me to eat.
And if I were to enroll, possibilities like these would surface:
Getting highlights.
Spa everyday.
High-protein diet.
Purchasing a pair of shades.
Complexion enhancing products.
Silence.
Going out with "healthy people" with no drinking liquor involved. Noooo....

It pains my liver not to drink, pains my *secret not to *secret. Haha, its not what you think.
Maybe I should read a good book. A new book. Something intersting. Not fantasy. I like non-fiction. But not encyclo's. No way.

Sometimes I just feel like dying. Like now. Or be somewhere else. Like five minutes ago. Or be someboy else. Like an hour ago.
Maybe this is who I am. Noob.