Post-birthday Special Treat

Uh-okay, you wanna go puke? Hehe. Just please bear with me a little. this is gonna be my last post about the hacknetyed subject. Promise.

I just came back from 2 nights and 3 days of crashing in in a friend's place in FAIRVIEW. From the number of rides I had to take and the number of hours it took me to get to our rendezvous, I think it's more apt that the place be called FARVIEW. Be it resolved *gavel sounds*.

I arrived at the place, with my fingers crossed, hoping my host won't send me home or worse, strangle me. She killed time in a mall waiting for me, it was so long a wait she was bloody when we met... *Whaaaaaaaaaat?!.BLOODY?? Yeah!, y'now...she was KILLING time...laugh! you dimwit! . But being the kind soul that she is, she did neither. Not only was I forgiven for my tardiness, I was given a birthday cake , the one with a sweet name - Dulce de Leche. Ain't she sweet? She is. She's so sweet she's now covered with ants.

And I thought the sweetness ended there, but I was wrong.. The yummiest of all aromas greeted me as we arrived in her crib. The one person from whom my host inherited her sweetness from was preparing a sumptous meal that reminds me of home --- HUMBA! [it's kind of like an adodo or patatim, only that it's sweeter, and part of the ingredients are bayleaf and dried parts of a banana heart]... And my host had to wipe my drool on the floor...Hehe, that was ffigurative. I was tounge-tied all the while, I has to keep my mouth closed, but not when it was time to eat, I devoured the godly meal like there's no tomorrow, I can't help burping aloud, they were staring at me. Ehermn, excusez moi. I even DEMANDED for a clear soda - the beverage that goes perfectly well with Humba. Yum!

Plus, not only that. Although my sweet host's equally sweet elder sister was dogtired from doing their week's laundry, she still prepared another mouthwatering treat. It was so good I had to try my hand at baking it the following day. Fast forward to me sweating my soul out to bake what the recipe-owner so easily prepared . >>>The meal looked the same, yeah. But did it taste the same? Uhmm... let the leftover spesk for itself... Really, I tried my best. I must have used the wrong butter. And no, it was the weather that burnt the cheese topping, not the oven temperature! !!!

And then there was the sweetest of 'em all. The sweet family's two-year old sweet tot (toddler, yo) who kept parroting sweet words.

Yeah, they are a family of sweet souls. That can also be taken in the literal sense, for when I entered the bathroom to take a shower before hitting the sack, I noticed chunks of bath soap carefully being stuck onto the little holes on the wall... to keep ants from entering, they told me.

Thank you so much Tita, ate Malou, Juan Miguele & Tina.
Thank you with all my heart. Sana araw-araw birthday ko...
*or huwag na lang, tatanda ako nyan bigla!!! horrible thought!*
And oh, I might crash in there again for the holy week...
hehe, joke lang po...kapal ko naman...

Salamat TINA, love love!!!
me luv yah, luv yah looooooooooong time

Deluge of De Luxe Blessings on My B-Day

Did you ever get the feeling that you're so whole, complete, and contended you're ready to go to heaven the soonest? *hey bitch, are you sure you're gonna get there?! Hehe, not exactly.*

That's what I felt today.
I wallowed in everything I could ever want or wish or need.
For some these may not be much, perhaps it may even amount to nothing, but I have a shallow bliss, y'know.

• prayers that await answers, prayed in a favorite church where you offer a tray of eggs
  
• a very thoughtful gay brother *do I really hafta' mention his gender, or lack thereof, all the effin' time? *
• friends, friends, friends, more more more friends
  
• birthday greetings right from the break of dawn, all throughout the day, and right before the next day breaks --- so great in number that you have no choice but delete the quotes and jokes you saved to give space to it...."Awwww...I thought you've forgotten...*yakap sa ere.."
  
• a well of apt words to express gratitude (for well-wishers) with
  
• another well (of words), a deeper one, to string and weave poetry with
• dark chocolates, chocolates, chocochococholates!
• a custom-concoction of green tea (two teabags) and milk (non-fat)
  
• huge, juicy, sweet Fuji apple in the morning
• music, music, music, non-stop non-stop non-stop music
  
• dose of art
• rain and rainbow after
• International call
• Inter-island call
• Inter-street call during caller's break from Nursing Board Exam. Review
  
• surprises
• sweet words from a hot guy *wink
• favorite sweet treat
• must-eat birthday food (according to superstition)
  
• star earrings, pop-colored belt, fab wedges, new bag purchased in Baguio to match --- fashion that invites glances from male and female alike
• nice make-up
• fresh issues of fashion magazines
  
• compliment from a friend whom you accidentally bumped into (in a cake shop)
• a birthday song from little children (landlord's children and nieces) who have to keep repeating, "1,2,3 ready sing" so they'd harmonize
• gifts from these (same) little children --- ripped-off page from a coloring book, depicting four princesses, criss-crossed with colors bleeding outside the lines;
  
• more gifts from these (same) little children --- their own take on art, with sweet doodles and innocent scribbles at the back that read: HAPPY BITRHDAY ATE TONI, I LOVE YOU from KHYLA...ATE TONIE HAPI BIRTHDAY, mec-mec
  
• and yet more gifts from these (same) little children --- old toys that are dear to them yet they know I'd love so they pile it neatly on my dresser ..."ate Toni, sa'yo na lang 'to, diba gusto mo si Minnie Mouse na nakasakay sa pink car?"..."ate Toni oh, di ba favorite mo ang yellow? sayo na to si Spongebob"...."eto pa ate toni, blue fish"...."gusto mo din ba si Shrek?"...Happy birthday Ate Toni!!!
  
• a recent favorite song
• enough moolah to afford six to eight hours of computer rental fee and cab fare, home may just be a stonethrow away but it's like 3:00AM alraedy and you know the cliche - better safe than sorry.
• plus more sweet words from the same hot guy *kileeeeeg
• Nyt nyt texts from the same well-wishers
• greetings from social network pages
• greetings over YM just a little earlier
• a greeting in Japanese
• greetings in bisaya
• a greeting in French
• greetings in English
• greetings in tagalog
• greetings even in gibberish (from 3 toddlers - the little birthday singers' cousins)
  
• et cetera, et cetera, et cetera

So did you? I mean, did you ever get the feeling that you're so whole, complete, and contended you're ready to go to heaven the soonest?

I got that feeling today.

In fact I felt like JOHNNY DEPP just kissed me on the lips and gently took my hand to guide my way on to our waiting stretched Limo, with the chauffeur ready to take us to the airport, where my man Johnny's luxe private jet awaits to take us to Paris. Whew!

Happy birthday to me.
It is happy.
I am happy I couldn't ask for more.

On second thoughts, perhaps I could.
And it's a grand, albeit futile thought...


like, say...

JOHNNY DEPP HOT!

Now, you know why I'm still single. I'm biding my time... Haha.
You wish!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



Oh, JD I just love you so.

The First Heavy Rain of Summer Fell on My Birthday

The first heavy rain of summer fell on my birthday.
Must it be to wash away the most recent year that has freshly passed for me?

The sky has let go of its heavy nimbus...
I woke up to it today.
I bade my gratitude, but not my farewell..
for I know I'll be needing its bridges.


On my birthday, I've known enough what gift I deserve the most,
and as it should, I knew from whom it's gonna come from -
from the most almighty Giver.

Today, on my birthday, God will give me a rainbow.

He's still painting it now with multi-colored rain.




*Written when I woke up at 9:00AM today,
at the height of a heavy rain.

Boitdei Ko Na!

Multiply has a cross-post feature that automatically, well, cross-posts blog entries from here to your blogspot account should you, of course, happen to have one. And since facebook doesn't have that, I am taking time to manually rip my status wall 'graffiti' and paste it here...


It read:


TONI ANTONIO thanks those who greeted her HAPPY BIRTHDAY at 12:00 midnight, on the dot today... one did so in FRENCH, another sassily sashayed saying: HAPPI BOITDEI BITCH, like HE ain't a bitch himself..hehe *my gay bro, Chol*... and more... DAGHANG SALAMAT KANINYONG TANAN.. :) <3 XOXO

Another Best Pre-birthday Gift: Forgiveness *from an April Fool's Day victim =)

Yeah. Excuse'z moi, I'm flaunting too much about my birthday, yet concealing how old I'm gonna be..Oh, well... as my status wall on facebook says: I'll be a year short of the big 3-oh, but I remember blogging last year that I'll stick to being 28.

I liked my cake that year [see photo], I wonder how I'll have it decorated tomorrow. Maybe like this:
for heaven's sake, grow up TONI!
Uh-huh. It will take celestial blackmail (for heaven's sake daw eh..) to summon me to act my age, and even seven heavens are no guarantee that I'll really heed 'em concern people's plea. I'll stubbornly stay a kid at heart as I noticed that it reflects my countenance, aided a little by the miracle bottles purchased over the cosmetic counter. Oh, okay, aided not just a little, the vanities are a HUGE help. They take quite a portion of my allowance after all.

Wait, I'm soaring far from what I really intend to spill here. Stay! Focus! Behave, your haywire thoughts! Ei you guys're supposed to read about forgiveness, aren't you?, that's what the tittle suggested!

Okay.

So it was like this. I tried all strategies. I battled with my thoughts. I tried all ways to spill out my contrition. A simple SORRY just wouldn't suffice.

So I tried this BITCH approach:

<<>>

My sarcasm went to waste. *sigh

So I let the issue sleep. I, however, did not. O_O

The following day, I gave it one last try. I tried a different approach. One that I so rarely use. And it worked as a reverse psychology would, for he was quick to reply:

Okay, don't be sad now. Just don't do it again even if it's April Fool's day.

Yipee. The sad emoticons worked wonders. I laced the text with these . Hey, don't get me wrong, I was sincere there, yo!

But at the back of my thoughts, I wanted to say, "Don't worry, it's still gonna be a long wait til next year...heehee"... but I supressed that child in me...


...and for once, I grew a little.
But that growth brought tears.
And I wet my pillow.

See, that's why I prefer not to grow up.
It's happier here in my carousel,
and my candy cane covers up for the bitter taste of pain.

Just let me not grow.
I'll take life my way.

I love you all.

PEACELOVEHAPPINESS



*Oh, btw... that character there that looks like a smiley drawn by a kindergarten who couldn't stay still, reads, FORGIVENESS.


toodles, love. Airborne kisses.

Pre-birthday Special Treat

I just came from a friend's crib. She had a stressful day at the office yet she still spared a breath to make me feel how I'm loved. Her call woke me up from a lazy afternoon nap, and her giggly voice was like a pail of water to my still unbathed bod *yeah,katamad eh... haha*, her bf will pick her up and they'll meet me at my favorite coffee shop, their treat. I looked forward to a venti - and I mean not my drink, but the venti convo (largest helping of conversation, yo! bashing and backstabbing, included...hehe) we are to exchange.. and by golly, I have like a barrel or two stocked in my system and it made my tongue itch .


On my way there, I suggested, no, make that demanded...(it was after all a treat for me, haha)..that why don't we just hold it in her crib... go foodtripping, and watch reruns or have a DVD marathon, I guess that's more intimate. I'm just a shallow gal, y'know, give me a Hershey's Kiss and I'll kiss you back like a puppy.

And so the itch in my gabber subsided a little *just a little. So much to share, so little time*... I bet a bunch has bitten (has bitten? not sure if my past participle is correct. I need a grammar refresher course) their tongues by now.

My burnt-out, sweet host still managed to cook the pika-pika we picked at the grocery store, while we were yakking our heart's out as her boyfriend listens. Poor thing, he can only relate to like 3% of the crazy things we were talking about... he must be mentally scratching his head, saying, tsk tsk...young girls, will be young girls... yes, YOUNG. I may grow another day older on saturday but it's just my age. *Hehe, give it to me*

The gesture was so sweet. And when I thanked her, she answered - "kaw pa, eh love kita"...

The embrace was warm and tight, as he assured, "We're always here for you".

The gift was so selfless and sincere, for when I asked them why they chose to hold it today, they answered,"for you are sure to spend it with your other friends on the day itself".

Awwww....

I wouldn't exchange it for anything in the world, for what could be grander than the gift of love and friendship.

Any tangible thing will perish.

But oh, you might get me wrong there... I'm open for other gifts.
Say, *hint, hint* a magazine subscription, gift certs for a spa or a makeover, good books (yes, plural) or whatever you feel like giving... haha.

But of course these things fall down second best. Nothing compares, lemme' repeat - LOVE & FRIENDSHIP!

Thank you with all my heart, Russel and Dada. I love you, guys.

Oh, btw.. we didn't need to watch movies...nothing beats the cinematography our chitchat could create


Toodles,love.
Early birthday greetings to me.
Cheers to a great life, and to friends who make it greatest.
And I thank God.

How To Lose a Guy in One Day

Bring down title:
How to lose a guy in one day.

Rephrase in the interrogative form:
How do you lose a guy in one day?

Answer own query:
Choose APRIL FOOL's Day!

Moral of the experience:
Not all fools are as fool as you.
You cannot expect everyone to fathom your folly.

Concluding remark:
......... err.....uhmmmmnnnn.... ahhhhh.... Sorry?...*sigh*






P.s. Note to you whose eyebrows are raised:
It's a different guy... har har



P.p.s:
Yeah,I noticed it too... Spellcheck text on photo...
Well anyway, [grabbers] can't be choosers... *wink*

My Valentine's Day

I celebrated it with him.

And yeah, it's still HIM.

just a different US.

And this time...

As long as I won't fall in love

I won't lose.

I won't fall in love.

I'll fly over it.

I'll fly.

In love.

Hard ordeal, yeah.

But I can deal with that.