GIRLFRIENDHOOD

Bumper texted me kung ano na daw ba ang nangyayari sa akin at bakit daw single ang nasa friendster ko. Ewan ko ba. Ang corny naman kasi kung ilalagay kong in a relationship when in fact lahat naman tayo ay in a state of relationship  (syempre lately ko lang na realize to) whether or not your wallowing in self pity dahil trenta ka na at wala ka pang jowa. You can always consider having a relationship with your cats or plants. Si Rita Avila nga may mother and child relationship with her 2 stuff toys at pati yung lukaret sa Pinoy Big Brother house. Ang friendster nga naman, isang defining moment sa buhay ng isang tao.

And then Andrea texted me on my girlfriendhood state. Ay sus. Girlfriend me? Bwaha! Well, according to Maryanet i have been a kept woman  and i don't know where did she get that idea.  

So far so good. After that Downtown Morato episode things have been fairly smooth except for my constant bickerings. People i guess have a different angle as to what i really am. The mudraks thought that i was this rebound girl picked up from some bar in Libis and made to satisfy his sons' hunger pains on love.  For one i could be a rebound girl but heck who cares? Happy Mothers day nga pala.

The sweetness is just so dirty and sticky like a cow muddled in putik. Filipino men can be really sweet (haha! I'm talking as if I'm Melanie Marquez) I'm not used to sweetness dear. It doesn't run in our family. The constant i love you's and hugging to make you feel loved never ran in our veins. The first time i heard Poodrahbel told me those words was when he want away and i was 18 then. Moodrahbel was stiff and it is only now that she is melting down as if global warming had an effect on her. Sweetness was never passed on to us and i can attest that to my brothers. Saying I love you, to us, is as precious as the golden buddha.

Sweetnesswise, i am very sweet too you know. Yak! I rarely show it so it means it is a prized lot.

I am still not used to the girlfriend reportage of texting where and what am i doing so i guess he made a way out of knowing what i am doing by being with me most of the time. Even when i go to some slums in Tondo to interview a former mental patient, he goes as if he's my personal assistant. He even washes my clothes and my comforter and my curtains. He installed cable on my flat-iron dependent TV. My TV being married to the flat iron is another story and i guess Paulie knows that. Winner talaga ang TV namin.

He reminds me to put on moisturizer and plugs my cellphone for the battery. I mean how can this be happening?!? Of course, i appreciate it but then I am just boggled by the tenacity of his spirit to treat me like a fledging beauty queen. Fledging daw oh.

He doesn't like me blogging. It's like washing dirty linen in public. I say, blogging sharpens me and brings me back to my home. (May point ba yun?)

Anyway, he's just jealous that i blogged my exes before and he never was here in a positive light. Hunny, showbiz ka talaga. Here's your blogspace of boyfriend fame.