an interesting mea culpa...

to my dear b, i guess it was pretty obvious on how much i truly and sincerely cared for you... i was constantly thinking about your safety. about your well-being. and im just so happy that youre doing perfectly fine.wheewwww...

i met someone b...but somehow i dont feel as happy as i was when i met you. okey, that's kinna crazy...but it's true.we managed to have fun together, yes- but why do i always end up thinking about you...really weird, if you ask me.

but i just wanna thank you. for being in my life. please do take care...

w h y

why is it that when i attempt to take this person off my system, the more this person tries to initiate a conversation again? why? why does this person keep popping up at moments when im most vulnerable? why? why is this person just too cute to pass?grrrrr...i really hate this.i dont exactly hate this person, just the predicament i am in right now.. oh well.

the distance between us...

there are a couple of people i terribly miss right now. and then there's someone i'm trying not to miss.geez. and then i've met someone from quite a considerable distance and boy oh boy do i just wanna see this person right now. but the memory of this other person that i've been trying not miss just keeps on popping from time to time. no, i dont have quite an exciting love life, but rather a complicated one...and yet, i still continue to make it all too complicated for my own good.oh well...

the wheel deal...

Eventhough I vowed to chronicle every single eventful thing that happened to me since I started blogging again, well, guess what? I'm about a week delayed in doing so... Yup, and I'm just cutting myself some slack for slacking (hahaha!) because I was too damn tired of going around.

First up, it was sort of prophetic when I said that I need em falkens already...well, last Wednesday, after my shift at Mellow-- a flat tire said hello to me just as I was about to go home after a day's work. I couldnt use my handy dandy compressor for the car because my lighter jack blew up a few months ago, not mention my battery has been acting up thanks to the effed up automatic radiator fan which has been eating much of my current. So, I ended up driving on flat til the nearest gas station to get some air. Thanks to Nel for looking out and helping me out with the air and all... So that was fixed...I was really meaning to have it checked the next morning but not quite because it just went flat again (looking even worse). I wasn't able to go to work because of this...I had to use my remaining Dunlop reserve just to be able to drive again. But it felt kinna weird. The entire day felt kinna jittery and weird..steering was such an effort and a half... True enough the next day, I made a scene along EDSA. My tire decided to blow up...much like what happened to me the first few months of driving. I shouldve trusted my gutt feeling at the first instance but I was hoping to be positive but nothing can avert the inevitable...hahaha.. Couldnt call my dad, I knew he'd freak out...Didnt even bother telling my mom cuz she already told me to get new tires when she learned of the flat tire... And so I called my brother. He came to the rescue after an hour and some minutes. A couple of MMDA folks were quite helpful. Assisting me in parking it on the sidewalk but also pressuring me with the thought and possibility of getting towed...What??? That's an easy 1,500 they're saying... I didnt bother introducing myself from the media as I'm thinking it might work to my disadvantage. I called Glenda for help just in case towing might actually happen. But thank god, my Kuya was able to get there in time. I called my dad finally and told us to go get them falkens in Caloocan. Just as I thought my brother would know how to get there, hahahaha, uhm, we got lost. And the weather wasn't any help at all as my a/c decided to join in the fun and conked out... what the!!! So while manually clearing up the windshield and dealing with the traffic plus the floodings, we ended up taking it straight to the Nlex and even paying toll to get to Valenzuela... hahaha.. As soon as we got to a more familiar route, we decided to have lunch first before trying to look for the place again. Finally figured where it was, I got them tires...whewwww! Thank god!!! I really needed new tires else I'd have to commute to MOA that weekend for a station assignment. That Celeteque gig got me to see Dindz as she had to cover for her station and also our good bud Katrina aka Sexy Teri for dinner in Makansutra at the Manila Ocean park...

Now sporting new treads, Mcquee is supposed to be aok already. But wait!!! My a/c is still effed up!!! After trying to have it fixed for days and days, as of writing, it's still a wreck. Awwww.. It's a good thing that payday was just a few days ago. If not, geez-- I'd be forced to borrow munny from my folks.

I'm supposed to have started with the new gym, but with all my Mcquee concerns, I'd have to put it on the backseat...

dress to the ninth?

Heather Whipps
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livescience.com – Tue Sep 8, 10:46 am ET

Have special plans this 09/09/09?

Everyone from brides and grooms to movie studio execs are celebrating the upcoming calendrical anomaly in their own way.

In Florida, at least one county clerk's office is offering a one-day wedding special for $99.99. The rarity of this Sept. 9 hasn't been lost on the creators of the iPod, who have moved their traditional Tuesday release day to Wednesday to take advantage of the special date. Focus Features is releasing their new film "9," an animated tale about the apocalypse, on the 9th.

Not only does the date look good in marketing promotions, but it also represents the last set of repeating, single-digit dates that we'll see for almost a century (until January 1, 2101), or a millennium (mark your calendars for January 1, 3001), depending on how you want to count it.

Though technically there's nothing special about the symmetrical date, some concerned with the history and meaning of numbers ascribe powerful significance to 09/09/09.

For cultures in which the number nine is lucky, Sept. 9 is anticipated - while others might see the date as an ominous warning.

Math magic

Modern numerologists - who operate outside the realm of real science - believe that mystical significance or vibrations can be assigned to each numeral one through nine, and different combinations of the digits produce tangible results in life depending on their application.

As the final numeral, the number nine holds special rank. It is associated with forgiveness, compassion and success on the positive side as well as arrogance and self-righteousness on the negative, according to numerologists.

Though usually discredited as bogus, numerologists do have a famous predecessor to look to. Pythagoras, the Greek mathematician and father of the famous theorem, is also credited with popularizing numerology in ancient times.

"Pythagoras most of all seems to have honored and advanced the study concerned with numbers, having taken it away from the use of merchants and likening all things to numbers," wrote Aristoxenus, an ancient Greek historian, in the 4th century B.C.

As part of his obsession with numbers both mathematically and divine, and like many mathematicians before and since, Pythagoras noted that nine in particular had many unique properties.

Any grade-schooler could tell you, for example, that the sum of the two-digits resulting from nine multiplied by any other single-digit number will equal nine. So 9x3=27, and 2+7=9.

Multiply nine by any two, three or four-digit number and the sums of those will also break down to nine. For example: 9x62 = 558; 5+5+8=18; 1+8=9.

Sept. 9 also happens to be the 252nd day of the year (2 + 5 +2)...

Loving 9

Both China and Japan have strong feelings about the number nine. Those feelings just happen to be on opposite ends of the spectrum.

The Chinese pulled out all the stops to celebrate their lucky number eight during last year's Summer Olympics, ringing the games in at 8 p.m. on 08/08/08. What many might not realize is that nine comes in second on their list of auspicious digits and is associated with long life, due to how similar its pronunciation is to the local word for long-lasting (eight sounds like wealth).

Historically, ancient Chinese emperors associated themselves closely with the number nine, which appeared prominently in architecture and royal dress, often in the form of nine fearsome dragons. The imperial dynasties were so convinced of the power of the number nine that the palace complex at Beijing's Forbidden City is rumored to have been built with 9,999 rooms.

Japanese emperors would have never worn a robe with nine dragons, however.

In Japanese, the word for nine is a homophone for the word for suffering, so the number is considered highly unlucky - second only to four, which sounds like death.

Many Japanese will go so far as to avoid room numbers including nine at hotels or hospitals, if the building planners haven't already eliminated them altogether.

and the holes are a plenty...

Hating the patches of asphalt which now have become mere dirt exposing holes and holes...and they are a plenty... Dodge em at all cost...else, suffer the consequences!!! I'm pushing my current treads to the test... but the Falkens await. I'm just crossing my fingers they wouldn't blow out before the new set takes over...

Also needing fresh supply of freon...and I really need to have my rear heads replaced. Those are just a few of things I need to do for Mcquee. Still gathering up enough moolah to kick it... Wish me luck!!!

the ballad of the rain...

I've always loved the rain... It's prolly the only force of nature I could truly say I enjoy. It's just amazing...I'm in awe. But driving can be pretty effing difficult. Not to mention, people around make it hard for you to drive safely and comfortably. Wouldn't go as far as blaming them for tryna keep it steady for safety reasons but what I hate really are effed up ballsy drivers who put you at risk. It is quite expected from bus drivers, but for private cars? Geez. Their licenses should be revoked. They've to go back to school and be rehab'd. And I don't really care if they drive a fancier car than I do, that certainly doesn't give them the right to put you in harm's way. Ack... I've already have enough potholes to deal with and then more assholes to reckon with. Argh!

I wish I had a driver though. But I have to say, in this day and age, sometimes, it's not really practical and quite risky as well. Just late this morning, a family friend's driver just molested and raped one of their househelps. She went to us because it was my mom who recommended her to my tita. Unknowingly, the ugly driver of my tita's son, was already molesting her and finally got what he wanted yesterday when he got the opportunity to do so. The poor girl was looking pretty startled, obviously clueless on what she should do, I suppose for fear that nobody would believe her. Actually, my mom didnt believe her until one of our helps backed up her story. Gawd. I wish her well and hope that justice would be served especially because I heard that ugly driver was quite annoying and full of himself despite the ugliness..yuckkk!!! I really hate it when people take advantage of other people and actually think they can get away with it. Geez. Take it from Milli Vanilli, though fake, they made sense when they told us to blame it on the rain...