boredom kills

gail is suffering from writer's block. it has been days now. she keeps checking her blog and tells herself "i want to blog today!". when she opens w.bloggar thinking she has an idea of what to write about, she finds herself staring at the text area racking her (somewhat dead) brain cells for ideas. "write about what you know", they said. ahhh. that's the problem! too many random thoughts inside her head she couldn't even put them into words. pshaw.

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on the otherhand, my sister and i have been hanging out with my father a lot. we do the grocery shopping together and go with him to the gym (he works out and my sister and i hang out at Figaro). it's about time my father excercised. he's not getting any younger and he seemed to have noticed that he has been experiencing shortness of breath. so, he opted to live healthier because he wants to grow old.

i said i'd stay away from coffee right? so far so good. i only had Vanilla Frost the other day. for two hours we waited for our father to pick us up. at some point we thought he forgot about us because he took so long a time to get there (hehe). my sister wants to go again tonight after dinner. i'm still thinking about it because when i stay at home for days i develop a certain kind of laziness that drags my energy down and all i want to do is stay home all day.

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i already have a design for my website. yesterday i tinkered with Photoshop in hopes of coming up with something worth publishing on gail.mess-up.org but came up with NOTHING. not being able to come up with designs is as bad as getting a writer's block when you badly feel the need (or want) to write. but so far so good. i just need to think of what to put on the website aside from the blog. ho-hum.

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last night i was not in the mood because i missed Alej. i told him that and we just kept exchanging text messages. he kept asking a lot of questions and then he said i should go out if i didn't want to be sad. of course, i didn't want to go out because that would mean being out in the cold in complete darkness and who knows what i might see outside? so i said i didn't want to. i'd rather stay in bed and watch tv instead. then what do you know? he said he was outside. he surprised me and brought me chocolates (because i was craving last night) and a daisy. (thank you for the midnight sugarush! literally and figuratively, of course). we stayed outside for a few minutes. we were bathed by the lighting from the incandescent lampost and when i looked up the sky it was pretty because the stars came out to play last night.

nevermind the fact that i was already in my pajamas, ratty t-shirt, messy ponytail, and flip flops.

you made me happy. :)

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9:10 PM have you read Angela's Ashes? it had been on the bookshelf for as long as i can remember. i think it was somewhere in sophopmore year when i picked it up at Booksale after rummaging the stacks of books there. i got it for just P150. anyway, the book depresses me. when you think about it, you'd think that it's impossible for a mother to go through that kind of difficult life. but losing three small children simultaneously and living in poverty? that's just too much. on the cover of the book is a picture of little Frank (McCourt) in barefeet. he gives his boyish smile to the camera with his hands inside his pocket. each time i pick up the book and read it, i keep looking at the cover because i always get that urge to reach out into the book cover and squeeze little Frankie's cheeks.

sometimes i want to cheat and skip the middle part of the book to the end just to find out how the McCourt's life turned out.

i'm in the living room right now all cozy on the couch with my pink pajamas. HAHA. i can be a couch potato forever minus the weight gain and zero income, of course. HAHA! okay, i'm joking.

oh! Medical Investigation is on right now. gotta go! aside from C.S.I., i have developed love for the following shows:

1. Desperate Housewives
2. Veronica Mars
3. House
4. Wonder Falls (i think Jaye is pretty!)

hurray for television. it keeps me sane on cold "ber" nights like this.


xoxo,
gail