there was this book from my childhood, that i just saw and oh my, i bought them all and showed my sister...it was very surprising that i've seen it again after so many years and how the memory came rushing in...i realized too, that the words are repeated a lot of times to hone maybe the pronunciation or whatever and one more thing , those story books really doesn't  tell a  story, but the purpose is  just repetition ...another reminder of how life was so easy back then, and yes quiet and laidback...i wish i were seven again.

 there are those that you just cant let go easily...things that has become a part of you...things that you own and that reflects who you are as a person...for once i want things simplified, i wanna own and manage only a few of me...letting go is really a hard thing to do, i wish i could just throw mine that are  not significant...but its not easy listening to oneself and accept  self lecture...i always have to battle with myself and myself is always my worst enemy...

 nothing much....i know ... i know....i just fell out of love in writing

the little journalist in me doesn't exist anymore...i prefer reading than writing and lurking other people's blog...so here i am in my old home and still in love wlith it...when i go back and read again, i felt the feelings i had then...i wish i've never read it....it came back rushing and regretted for a while, but anyways and highways and all the by ways i am fine and thankful and grateful to my God...my questions been answered, what's there to be sad for....

maybe i'm content, that's why i dont write that much,  there seems to be no words to say at all.  or maybe i am just a lazy fool or i am at that point that i need to be quiet and stop speaking my mind out, or like my friends say, maybe i loose my mind, hahaha...crazy about eeteuk, park jung su... maybe post a picture of him one day, mm hopefully... even the title is so argh...

r came unannounced so what happened was an impromptu get together ...we had the usual hi hello with matching tight quick embrace and  a punch in the arm here and a kiss on the cheek there. so after the nonstop story telling we decided to meet the next day,

so the following night, we headed to starbucks and got drank with latte and frapuccino with some sweets. and after the endless talks and nonsense stories we headed home and i drove, and  I drove quite slow , well. maybe for him.

r: you drive this slow?

me : yea at  50 km/hr at the most.

r: seem like your passenger's are all senior citizen.,, for sure we will arrived home  by tomorrow...

me: you think so?

r:  aha,,

  so r was becoming impatient to s driving slow and what would a good host like me will do to please the visiting friend? you bet... i started speeding up,,,...50...60...70  90 and then 100... and everybody said woohooo....there were less car so i started feeling comfortable,,,when suddenly a cab cut me in... and the break said a loud eeeetttcccchhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!

everybody hold on to their seat belt and seem more quiet.... i kept going ....at 130...so r stared at me and said trying to sound as casual as he could...

r; you can drive at your comfortable speed s.

me: really?

r: yeah, its ok, really

me: no, we will arrive by tomorrow then if i do...

r: aw you know me...(feeling sorry  )  (oh not sorry,but nervous I guess)

    i decided to maintain the speed at 130, and did'nt notice some rough part so we went bumpety bumpety bump.

r: slow down, s...   what's the rush?

me; never done this before!!!(beaming with pride )

r: whhaaat?

me : once at  120, but that was at  the express way..

r; well, i hope that you know this is not the express way...

me: you scared?

r: yea...... nooo

me: relax my friend (i sound very unconcern  ) want me to sing?

r: NOO!!! ( I've never seen him glare at me like that before

  so I started humming a tune , a song from before he hates so much...and i heard him yell...

r: CONCENTRATE!!!!!!!!!

me: with my singing?

r; yeah,, Nooo , with your driving.

me: am I scaring you?.... hello?  am I scaring all of you?....... why is everybody so quiet?  helloooooo!!!!!  

 nobody answers ( and i gave them an evil laugh) bwahaha!!!

so as expected we arrived safe and sound to their relief...and each one let out a big sighh while I stay inside the car for a while and just sat there quietly and let out a big sighh , maybe, umm,  to gather  my strength I suppose?  And after a couple of minutes I went inside the house still pretending that the drive was nothing to me,  like you know?... that it was just natural like I do it everyday, you know?...hah

All in all,  glad I was able to give justice to the brave act I did...bwhahahaha.    shh,  promise,  I will never do it again, it scares the hell out of me...wheww!!!

hunk  (hungk)  (plural hunks)  noun   

a.k.a. hottie, cute guy, crush, prince charming, babe magnet, heartbreaker, stud

1. An extremely attractive male, considered to be God's gift to womankind. Usually with a well built physique.

2. May also refer to a male who despite his ordinary features, is capable of making girls go gaga over him with his wit and charm.

3. A guy oozing with appeal and charm, leaving girls with no choice but to say, "yes"  to anything he wants.

4. May cause excessive giggling, flirting, heart palpitations, and possibly swooning of girls within a 5 meter radius of the hunk. Miracurously makes girls tongue-tied and silent.

5. Brings about an unusual helplessness in girls, making them 'unintentionally' drop things, feel too weak to carry their bags or 'accidentally' trip and fall on the hunk.

6. A male who goes to the gym primarily to meet women, but accidentally works out and builds up a gorgeous body.

   

 

 

so now, i'm gonna experience fall for the first time in my life...I never thought I would be seeing the leaves  transform into diff'rent colors...the once wishful thinking is now a reality...and what' s best is I'm gonna diffrentiate imagination from the actual experience...Would I love it ? or would I consider it just an ordinary thing, but whatever, i am so looking forward to it ...maybe I can post picture too...

On a diffrent note, I saw a squirrel one morning when I went out to the porch with my freshly brewed coffee...I think I scare him away...

Now the weather is so diffrent from my tropical country where it is summer the whole year round...so my get-up is always jeans and sweat shirt...I just feel in the sorrounding, the neighborhood, and all the nice things I see... But the best part among all these experiences is.... I am near mommy...

 

it's been raining for days now and I so love it...the street quieter and the road cleaner...the drive is as smooth as ever...

one thing to remember before the heavy rain strikes is to check the fridge if it is complete with junk chips and dips...and of course my can't live without coffee should be within reach at all times, rain or shine, come hell or high water...take everything in the fridge but not my coffee, ok? ... so there... at least you have a hint on how to freak me out...

 i really suck updating my blog...it's because more often that not I only blog when I'm feeling down in the dumps...So instead of writing negative, i rather read or surf. But i'm not feeling blue right now, or maybe i would just delete this whole thing and start another, but oh well i am sure it would just be the same so what's the point?

Well, the highlight of this week is ... I had a foot spa at my friends abode. And oh, it felt so good like i wanted my feet soak until i'm blue in the face...so my next target is to get my own foot spa unit with foot gel and foot scrub and all.

It is again summer time... But i have no plans at going  to the beach as it would mean tan and more tan...and i am naturally a  little bit on that side. I so hate summer and i love the rain more, but hey i am not weird ok?

I have my week fully booked with random activities so I guess it is going to be a little hectic for me and the one thing that fill my schedule is the errand thing and that is why it sucks when your the youngest and your expected to obey the elders,,,,hu  hu  hu

by the way, i am cleaning my room everyday now and it shocks everyone in the house...I wonder why.

 

been frequenting starbucks with "a". mostly, just listening to her tales of woe.

she needs me to listen to her, though I knew everything that she would say.

she  sounds like a broken record and I knew she didn't notice her self, so I just sat there, sip coffee, munch my strawberry belgian waffle and ocasionally nod my head to agree and managed a laughed or two  when there's something funny to her story.

but most of all, what she needs right now is someone who is patient  with an ear to listen and a company whenever she wants too, and i can always give her that no matter what.