money, money, money

It's pay day today and I have yet to see my hard work translated into $. Since this is my first salary, I'm overly excited and checked my account as soon as I felt like it wasn't too early to exert effort. Disappointment never fails to disappoint me though. It wasn't there and two things ran through my head: (a) Did I give the right banking information to pay roll? (b) Is it really pay day today?

Hmmm.

Maybe I'll just wait. It's not like I had plans to go out and spend said hard-earned money on maybe a laptop or much needed shoes. Anyway, I'm drawn to the Sony VAIO's cuteness. Gasp. How can I possibly choose a laptop this way? Well, it's because I've consulted computer geeks (yes, they know I call them that and I say it with affection. haha) and it's okay. As for the shoes, I have to wait until we cross the border and shop at Buffalo. I'm still undecided about the laptop and might only be convinced if only I can see how much I earned.

And since I know Disappointment almost always shows up like an uninvited guest at the most inopportune time, I decided to round up my expected salary to the lowest possible amount. Apparently, deductions are a killer. So now, I wait.

Tomorrow and the rest of the weekend will be spent sleeping during the day and working at nights. Hello pimples and eyebags. Goodbye bed.
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Memory lapse moment:
him: Remember when we passed by that dinosaur foot print and I pointed it out to you?
me: When?
him: Umm...an hour ago?
me: Are you sure I was listening when you were talking?
him: Yeah. You even said something.
me: Oh. I honestly don't remember that conversation.

I wonder what else my memory has been depriving me of?!

i promise, now it's your turn

Can I tell you a secret?
Yeah, sure.
But you have to promise that you'll never tell anyone. Not even your boyfriend.
Oh that kind of secret? Are you sure you want to tell me?
Yes.
Okay then.
Promise?
Promise.

I often joke that promises mean nothing to me. At least I try not to put much importance to it because they are after all made to be broken. But in some cases, secrets are secrets and they are meant to stay that way.

A friend of mine once said that when someone tells you a secret, it is expected that you will tell someone about it. According to him, we all have this need to share what we know and the one person we tell it to is the exception in the "tell no one" clause. It can be a boy/girlfriend, a sibling or a friend. It's not because you want to spread the secret entrusted to only you (at least that's what you are led to believe) but it's because it's in our nature. As simple as that.

As for this secret that my friend told me, I think I might just have to break that assumption. Maybe I really don't have to tell anyone. Not even my boyfriend. Yup, not even him.

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Can I keep you forever?
Yes.
Promise?
I promise.

talk, talk, think

girl: Is he cute?
boy: Umm... I don't know.
girl: It's a simple question - is he cute?
boy: I really don't know.
girl: Are you not secure about your masculinity that you can't even answer a simple question?
boy: I just don't know.
girl: Really! Is he cute?!
boy: Fine. I guess he is.
girl: Was that so hard? *sigh*

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girl: I'm returning this book and I would like to pay for my fines.
librarian: Okay. Can I have your card? [scans the card] That will be $3.50.
girl: [relieved and hands a $20 bill] Here you go.
librarian: [looks at bill and computer] Don't you have change?
girl: Not really.
librarian: [looks at computer more] Can't you pay it later?
girl: [irritated] I guess.
[walks away puzzled]

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girl: [thinking] Did he just say that...? But, I thought. Errr. Wow. Wait...but I swear he mentioned that... I guess not? Hmmm. Should I say something? Probably not. But what if ... ?

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girl: Do you want me to ask you permission if I go somewhere?
boy: Yeah...
girl: You're kidding right? I don't even ask my parents for permission when I go out. I just tell them.
boy: Well, I'm you're boyfriend.
girl: So? [giggling]
boy: How about just holidays and long weekends? What if I have plans.
girl: The key word there is if YOU have plans. You can tell me and then we'll go from there. How's that?
boy: [frustrated]

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I can't stop listening to Yakap sa Dilim and Nakapagtataka.
I went through the Cardiac and Pulmonary system questions and realized I'm screwed.
I wore a tank top and a skirt yesterday because it clearly said 28 degrees but it didn't feel like it.
I haven't slept pass 12 since I came back.
I saw Knocked Up for free because of an early screening ticket and it's the funniest movie I've seen lately.