I heard his name said a lot of times even before we met. Usually it came from women. Sexy, chubby, confident, shy, long haired, short haired, even lesbians. All these women say and act the same way when his name gets mentioned, "Do I know Neil?!" eyes would widen with excitement and a smile would break their face then they would say "Yes, I know him" and in a tone lower they would whisper "He's so cute" and then a giggle would enthuse.
They said he had boyish features like a freshman… Continue
Added by Darla on March 26, 2008 at 7:30pm —
I was meaning to blog about the challenges of eating (the Darla way) as soon as I opened my computer but something distracted me as I logged in to Friendster.
My mind went to a silent gasp when I saw the number under "Who's Viewed Me?"
. 97 times since 3/1/2008. Don't get me wrong, I am self-absorbed as any person in the same block and enjoy the attention. It wasn't the number of views that got me distracted, it was the faces behind the number. Okay, not really faces. Lest I… Continue
Added by Darla on March 25, 2008 at 10:00pm —
Traveling is still something that I have yet to master. That's too broad. Packing for traveling is still something that I have yet to master. Either I am too scatter brained or I need lists for me not to forget something when I pack for a trip. I always leave something behind. And it's something that I would need.
Take for example my previous trip to Boracay. I packed hours in advance while I was still sober just to make sure I don't leave anything behind. I was pretty positive… Continue
Added by Darla on March 20, 2008 at 6:30am —
On a rare occasion you may just make me speechless. In my 28 years and more recently the last five years I have caught my self speechless so on far these three occasions:
~in a fight
~in a really sweet compliment
~in an indecent proposal
Today, I add one more to the list that makes me speechless:
~in an uncalled for opportunity
Sometimes despite the noise I am surrounded with or the absence of silence I mentally retreat from everything and go inside a… Continue
Added by Darla on March 19, 2008 at 7:30pm —
I had a night out last week with my friends in The Corporation. My pathetic life was, for a couple of hours, packed with people who I once worked with and smiled with and really mean it. Except for a minor blip of questionable characters popping up once in awhile and exclaiming “Darla!!!” and would sit with us to hob nob everything went well quite smoothly.
These minor blip of questionable characters who popped once in awhile saying my name and would sit with us to hob nob are really… Continue
Added by Darla on March 19, 2008 at 12:30am —
I walked the familiar sidewalk heading towards the Arts & Science Building and climbed the stairs towards the Office of the Faculty. Nothing has changed. The cement walls are darker though due to smog and aging which added more to its dreary look. I opened the door of the Office of the Faculty and sighed with relief as the cold AC caressed my face, at least there are improvements. I inquired to a petite forty-ish woman of the status of my clearance form so I can get my grades. I had to wait… Continue
Added by Darla on March 18, 2008 at 4:00pm —
Weird nights and funny days! I was dreaming last Saturday night that I was thirsty. So in my dreams I would grab water and gulp it down but I would still be thirsty so I gulped Gatorade, Coke, more cold water but I was still thirsty. I woke up really thirsty and my roomy, Pi, gave me a glass of water.
Don't even try to psychoanalyze my dream, Dr. Freud, I went to bed thirsty and woke up more thirsty because summer is here. That's the rational explanation of it all.
Added by Darla on March 17, 2008 at 11:00pm —
Ooooh, today has been pretty fun. I had a chance to catch up with Tanduay Babe and we shared a few laughs. Don't bother asking about what, it's a sibling thing. We caught up in Yahoo Messenger which is a good thing because no one has to spend their load on cellphones and she is hoarsy from cheering for the Bugsay Dragon Boat Team
and for the 2008 Ultimate Frisbee
. If… Continue
Added by Darla on March 15, 2008 at 2:00am —
If you find my blog confusing as posts suddenly appear dated on previous months when it wasn't there the first time, sorry. I have three reasons.
1. I am really confusing.
2. I am moving my old posts from another blogsite I started from Blogdrive as I plan to bury it and just focus on this site and my Friendster blog altogether.
3. I am really… Continue
Added by Darla on March 14, 2008 at 12:30pm —
I feel accomplished today. After more than a month of waiting I finally got my new passport. Yip Yip!!!
May not seem much to you, but for someone waiting on moving to Canada this shiny maroon booklet is a treasure. Now all I need to do is wait on my diploma and my transcript. This whole waiting game is quite challenging.
Jay came over again and tried to cheer… Continue
Added by Darla on March 13, 2008 at 6:30pm —
I have been wanting to blog about this but have been holding off because blogging about it would mean exposure. Waking up this morning I was having a blueberry danish breakfast and my iTunes was playing Fergie's Velvet. Everything was calm and a sunny happy day until I got to my third bite and Fergie seductively sings, "what you do to me conjures up feelings I’ve never felt before and your company I adore".
This combo punch made my knees quiver with the avalanche of memories of Mr.… Continue
Added by Darla on March 13, 2008 at 10:00am —
I'm having a writer's block today. I want to write but I don't know what of and how. From my experience, I know that the best way to survive this is to keep on writing. Write silly things, write even it won't inspire, write and write. Because if i don't write the longer it will take for my muse to come back. So I will go on writing even if this is going to bore me.
I woke up late today after watching Season 1 of the Ghost Whisperer. If it's scary or not is something I can't decide… Continue
Added by Darla on March 12, 2008 at 11:00am —
The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last,… Continue
Added by Darla on March 10, 2008 at 11:00pm —
Two people came up to me today and each of them made a statement that made me do a double take.
Mr. Sizzle said that me being in his life is a good and bad thing. Good because I get him grounded and help him grow in his pursuit to have gazillions of relationships
(i.e. he wants to be pro player in the women's realm). And I am bad news also because he doesn't give much effort starting these relationships
because he has me as a fall back. Another bad thing he mentioned is… Continue
Added by Darla on March 10, 2008 at 3:30am —
I think I got the Colonel frustrated. He thinks I have too many of everything that corrupts one's soul. I don't blame him, I tend to be a freak when it comes to shoes, books, and toys in no particular order.
The first thing that caught his eye on our flight back to Manila from Boracay is not that I was sniffling but my brown pair of boots. I admit, my boots are an eye catcher, anywhere and everywhere people notice me because of the boots. A cute guy who rode an elevator with me even… Continue
Added by Darla on March 10, 2008 at 2:30am —
I have been spending half of my days in airports and cars the past 2 days. We've been traveling out of Boracay, to the Farm, to Manila, to Jebsen, to Hotels, to Malls, to Legaspi and to more Hotels.
How exciting. Really. If not for the new toy my parents and sister gave me I'd probably go crazy for all the wasted time. Hopefully by Monday I'll be back in Cebu and resume my job hunting.
Added by Darla on March 6, 2008 at 10:00pm —
I can see the anguish in his eyes. Something I want to save him from feeling. In his eyes I saw a man defeated, my the reality of things he thinks are irrefutable. How can one think that such is the end of all things, I wonder. Yet I wonder most, why there is a high price of importance given to it that it consumes a man's spirit, a man's hope and reduce such to feel himself a complete failure.
Of whose standards does such matter? Why is it important to him that people's affirmation… Continue
Added by Darla on March 3, 2008 at 3:30am —
As I write this post, a mixture of pineapple and orange juice slither down my throat. Ah, sugar. I need my sugar. I can feel my old self returning. I was thinking of the events that just happened why my sugar level plummeted. The weather is hot. Unbearably hot.
Don't get me wrong. I love the sun and the beach and the fact that I get a great tan after. The fact that I go to Boracay almost thrice a year proves that I love the sunny weather and the unlimited sun bathing opportunities I… Continue
Added by Darla on March 2, 2008 at 12:30pm —
I am cranky today. Too much margaritas, karaoke, girls night out with gay friends has resulted to lack of sleep. And that small amount of sleep is worthless because I have been having nightmares the past few dawns which makes me wake up all of a sudden. This dreams are gory and twisted (and in colors too!) where one dream was even my MacBook splitting in half and the rest are death, are prolly the result of too much margaritas.
How I wished it stopped there. When we wake up from a… Continue
Added by Darla on March 1, 2008 at 2:00pm —