ME TALK BANGER SISTERS ONE DAY

This all started with a boring day of being a pseudo kept woman working in the grimy pit of showbiz.  I cannot take too much coldness so i have embraced this heat wave waving inside my room. As in i really embraced it much that i don't use any electric fan at 3pm in the afternoon kung kelan nakatitig talag sa noo at batok ko ang hitik na init of the sun. I could be the UV rays queen for appreciating all the heat in my room. Of course me in my underwear again and sometimes in a bikini.

So i sipped this very cold water while the saddest song on the planet played on my laptop--- Everybody Hurts by R.E.M. The room has been clean with a tangy bit feel of emptiness after Paulie's diaspora to the great hulabaloo that is Manila. Of course naman, i was always used to his sweeping presence in my room and the fact na andun na siya to our country's capital; it does feel a bit dramatic.

So i'm alone with the newspapers na naman. Texting people who can come with me to watch Pan's Labyrinth. Of course wala namang nag reply to which a song in my head suddenly played (All by Myself by Celine Dion).

So i went to my homosexual neighbors and tried to water the anthuriums until i saw the spraying bottle. Natulala na naman ako and if it weren't for BlueTooth (Omar's blue fighting fish) swerving my peripheral view i wouldn't have awoken from my katulalalaan. I took it home, the spray bottle, along with some cold water. I sprayed it on my hair dahil wala lang probably because of dumbness. I saw my scissors that is intended only for cutting papers i paste for my liquidation. And i had a bright idea to cut my hair;  my hairs at the forefront of my face.  And i did this without thinking that's why its a bit misconstrued.

Behold! I look like Jennylyn Mercado in SuperTwins but then if i added more pout and silly frowning i would look like Mia Wallace in Pulp Fiction. Siyempre i would have preferred the Mia Wallace effect. Does that mean i would have to look drugged? I do not know if R would approve of this  but R approving of my spontaneous actions would be another story.  What the heck. Who cares if i don't look like Jennylyn or Mia basta gusto ko i-project yun.

So right now I'm listening to The Lively Ones and imbibing it altogether.