My throat feels itchy from the sugar rush

Wow. I have been steadily consuming Coke for a week now, and pretty soon I’m going to have to take the dire consequences. Already my tummy is starting to bulge out in front of me. After all the birthdays are over a week from now, I’ll be able to resume my normal eating habits again. Thank God.

Anthony’s house is starting to become my second home. It was his birthday today, and he said there would be lunch but when I got there he apparently changed his mind and decided to have a dinner instead. My mom was too lazy to drive me back all the way to Makati so I hung out there the entire afternoon. Dinner was good, and there was some karaoke afterwards. I used to think that karaoke was so corny, and that I’d never try it because I have awful stage fright and I can’t sing in front of an audience. But for some reason I become very un-shy when the karaoke mike is handed to me. I know that there’s no reason for me to be afraid to sing in front of people because I at least know how to carry a tune. But the thing that scares me is that that everyone might think that I’m no good. For some reason, I don’t worry about that anymore when I sing karaoke at my cousin’s place. I guess it’s because I’m very comfortable around them; they’re practically my brothers.

I wanted to make takas (escape) and go to Tapika after the dinner and karaoke, but my dad decided to go to my cousin’s after work so obviously I couldn’t. Dave, so sorry I couldn’t go! I guess Jason’s lecture on the evils of alcohol this morning had gone to waste. He gets so worried every time I go to those “drinking parties”. I appreciate his concern, but just because the people I hang out with consume alcohol doesn’t mean that I do too. Really. So maybe I used to, but I dunno…I just don’t see the point of it now.

It’s really quite amusing how I ended up with a guy who is as straight as an arrow. I never thought it would ever happen to me. I mean, I always get attracted to dangerous/artistic guys who will probably treat me like a piece of crap should we ever become a couple. And I guess I’m used to being snobbed at or trampled over by the guys I like (and stalked by the guys I don’t like :P). But things never turn out the way you expect them to. I love Jason more than life itself, not just because he treats me well but because he is Jason and I care for him so much. I don’t ever want to be with anyone else but him. Even if we are complete opposites.