What took you forever to see I’m right?

Life certainly is full of surprises. I think that’s what I like best about being alive; you can never tell what will happen to you next. As I was saying yesterday, Kriya and Glaiza and I were supposed to watch the Johnson and Johnson Cheering Competition this afternoon. But Glaiza was again not able to make it and Kriya and I decided it wouldn’t be so much fun watching it if it was just the two of us. So we decided to go see The Princess Diaries at The Power Plant instead. It’s been awhile since I last went out with her and we kind of missed each other’s company. Kriya and I still had some time to kill after we bought our movie tickets. So as we walked around with no destination in particular, we talked and caught up on each other’s lives. I was really surprised to learn that Kriya went on a fling around July. Kriya is not the fling type. Although she’s got awesome taste in guys, she’s a true-blue independent woman and I know that she can live without a man in her life. So to learn that she had an actual fling and kissed a guy was kind of like a shock.

The Princess Diaries was a really good movie. I expected it to be the typical chick flick but the story was really awesome. Gosh, if I could be given the chance to have a total makeover and look like a different person, I would take it. Not that I think I’m ugly or anything, but I’m still very dissatisfied with the way I look. Then again, most teenagers are. If ever I have a boyfriend in the future, I want him to be a member of a rock/punk band. I think that would be kind of cool to see him singing or playing his heart out. And while all the girls scream for him, I’d stand there quietly with a smile on my face and feel so proud that I’m dating someone so talented and loved.

During dinner at a grillery restaurant this evening, my dad told me he would open a bank account for me. The thing is, I’m not allowed to touch my savings until I turn 18. I readily agreed; what’s three more years? Although I don’t really know what I’m saving for, I guess it’s always good to have extra money just in case. I was thinking of using that money to buy myself a car, even if it’s just a secondhand CR-V. But I probably won’t be able to save such hundreds of thousands of pesos, even in three years and besides, my dad says he doesn’t want me owning a car until after college. Ugh, that is such a long time! I can’t believe he expects me to walk in the heat and grime of this polluted city. I could get kidnapped and raped, his worst fear. Perhaps now is not the best time to convince him that I’ll probably be safer roaming the metropolis in a car, so I guess that argument can wait until I finally have my license, which will come three years from now as well.

Ten minutes before we were leaving for mass, the doorbell rang and the helper announced that someone I knew was there to see me. I wasn’t so surprised; I thought it might be Dona or Angelica or Michelle (not the one from school) dropping by to say hi while they were around the area. To my surprise, I saw an somewhat familiar face waiting outside. It took me two seconds to fully realise who she was, and this was to be the biggest surprise I received today.

“Alex?” I called out uncertainly as I stepped out to meet her.

“Hi Lauryn. What’s up? How are you?” she greeted me. She looked a bit nervous, I think.

“I’m…fine! Yeah, I’m real fine. How are you?” I inquired.

“I’m okay. I hope you don’t mind that I dropped by your house tonight,” she said. “It’s not plastic or anything..I really did mean to see you,” she added hastily.

“No..no, I don’t mind at all,” I replied. Then I paused before saying, “I thought you hated me.”

“Well…I did hate you before, what with you being so close to Chris and Stephen. But I decided to put all that behind me. I mean, it’s in the past,” she told me with a little smile.

Ahh, so she does know how to get over a grudge after all.

“So how’s life? How’s Stephen?” I asked.

“He’s been studying and studying these days. And me…well I’ve been to the States recently. New York was being bombed as we were leaving. We only learned about it when we arrived in Hong Kong.”

If I was still my old, unforgiving self I would’ve probably thought, “Too bad you weren’t in the plane that was hijacked.” But I’ve practically forgotten about her existence already and I’ve stopped hating her a long time ago. She told me she was lonely in the States. She said had no one to talk to there and missed company.

“Stephen, Chris, even you,” was what she said. Which again surprised me because I never realized she had given me more than a fleeting thought.

We talked a little longer and before I told her that I had to leave because we were going to church. I offered her a ride to the gate but she declined, she said she liked to walk. As I turned around to go to the car, she called me back and asked for my cellphone number. Still feeling surprised I gave it to her, and when she asked me if I wanted to take her number I told her to just text me because my phone was inside the house. We said bye and she left, and I climbed up the car still feeling surprised but strangely fine. It feels nice not to harbour a great dislike for anyone anymore. I’m glad there are no more hostile feelings between the both of us.

I wonder what tomorrow will bring.

It looks like we’re wearing some kind of disguise

I wish I went out at night. I’m practically a vampire; I hate sunlight and I don’t know why but I’m so attracted to how the entire world looks so much prettier at night. Unfortunately, none of my friends except Kriya and sometimes Glaiza go out at night which really sucks. When I’m older I will spend my days cooped up working or something, and then night time having fun.

I had Spanish class this morning and I was supposed to go out with Kriya and Glaiza to watch the Johnson & Johnson Cheering Competition afterwards. Unfortunately, Glaiza still had some sort of hangover from the party she went to last night so Kriya and I didn’t really feel like going anymore. But there’s supposed to be some championship tomorrow afternoon as well so at least we’ll still be able to watch. I kind of wish I wasn’t going out this weekend because as I’ve mentioned before, I’m having my PMS. And for some reason my skin erupts in pimples and I always tend to eat a lot the week before I get my period. So you can just imagine how horrible I must look at this very moment. Not only that but when I’m with people like Kriya and Glaiza, I wear really feminine clothes. But when I tried on my planned outfit, I looked so awful and fat and just simply disgusting in it. Yeech. Perhaps I won’t eat a single bite tomorrow so I can feign a thin body. I notice that if my tummy is empty I don’t look and feel as ugly. I think it’s important that I look pretty tomorrow because I’m going to be around really pretty and kikay girls and if I don’t feel at least cute, my self-esteem will probably go down by a thousand points for the rest of the day. It’s a Lauryn thing. I know it sounds kind of stupid, but that’s how I feel when I’m around pretty girls and it just so happens that I’m not in an I’m-an-irresistable-goddess mood at that very moment.

I found out one good thing about my Spanish classmates though. They like to read the same kind of books that I do! They’re all working already but that doesn’t matter cos I can still relate to them when it comes to things like movies and music and going out and yeah, books. They’re like, the first (offline) people I’ve met who don’t cringe at the sight of a really thick book. Finally, I can now talk about a certain book I like without anyone looking at me like I was some kind of freak or something. One of my classmates is going to lend me one of her books called Anthropology and 800 Other Short Stories which is a compilation of morbid and funny stories. Sounds interesting. It’s when I’m with people like them that I start wishing I was in college already. Apparantly, most people my age don’t appreciate the fact that I’m always myself and not some sort of monsterous creation by today’s teenage trends.

Kylee is like, the only cat I’ve ever known who enjoys my baking. Seriously! I know cats aren’t supposed to taste sugar but when I made oatmeal cookies before, I left my half-eaten cookie on the table. When I came back to get it, I saw my cat nibbling at it, and then finally ripping it apart. Which really surprised me because I didn’t think cats ate cookies. I thought it was just because of the oatmeal but then this afternoon I made macaroons and then left them on the kitchen counter. When my sister went to get one she saw a macaroon that was mostly eaten, rolling on the floor. Who else could’ve eaten that but the cat? I may be a lot of things, but I’m not a pig. And my mom’s such a neat freak so she couldn’t have eaten that and then tossed it on the floor when she was full. Aren’t cats just soooo adorable?

I’m your late night head rush

Today was at least better than yesterday. It wasn’t very exciting but at least nobody pissed me off or anything like that. Maybe I’ve been very moody these days because I’ll be having my period soon. But for some reason, today it really irritated me that my friends never did anything exciting. I mean, they never go out, they never do stuff, they don’t even have guy friends. On days like today, it bores me to be with them because we don’t do anything. We always talk about the same things. And when we talk about sex, which we don’t often do, they always have the same “eww, gross!” reaction. I really don’t understand why many girls are so “eww, gross!” about sex. I mean it’s a natural part of life. Dogs do it, cats do it, their parents did it for heaven’s sake! My friends and i plan to go out but we never get to because at the last minute they would all back out on me. So for a little excitement and variety in my life, I usually turn to Glaiza, Glyka and Dona. I really don’t understand why my closest friends have to turn out to be the complete and total opposite of myself. I mean, they’re real nice and all but I dunno…sometimes I feel like they’re too nice, if you know what I mean. *sigh*

As of this moment, my two cats are playing around the computer room and they look soooo adorable together!

We had shortened period today because we had a club activity this morning. Since we weren’t doing much anyway, around four Chiqs cut class because one Chiq, MC, is the muse of Don Bosco’s Intrams opening. I honestly don’t know why so many of my batchmates go for Bosconians! I’ve had it with them; as far as I’m concerned, the interaction was a total waste. I wish I called in sick or something. The only thing I really learned from the interaction is that you can classify the Bosconians into three groups: a) those who are too shy to talk to you, b) those who are too airheaded and who have a really horrible sense of fashion (the ones I originally despise), and c) those who are effeminate, which are probably the only Bosconians I could get along with, except I’m not so close to any of them. I’ve had it with Lee; he hasn’t texted me or anything but he does text Dona a lot. Which simply shows how lousy I am with guys. I couldnt’t even snag a measly Bosconian, for godsakes. Perhaps I am destined to spend the rest of my life in a convent praying for the poor, doomed souls of this ungodly world.