story number 1
for extra income, my mom decided to rent out the guesthouse. after months of going through people, she finally found someone she could live with. our family friend's friend's son is moving to cebu from manila and he decided to stay at our place. he and his mom came over the other day to check it out and slowly move into our guesthouse. paolo rivera, my new housemate, is a 28 year old church going fellow who bears an uncanny resemblance to emil will be living in my house for about a year or so. he plays the guitar, doesn't drink or smoke, watches football and is nice to my dogs. we probably won't be bosom buddies but i think we'll get along.
story number 2
my nono's not doing too well. i hope he makes it to my birthday.
story number 3
my dad's mom (my lola) came over to the house to speak to my mom. her opening line was "dai, are you and mariano ever going to get back together?" she made a last ditch effort to convince my mom to take my dad back since she disapproves of what he's been doing. she came to report that my dad has been practically living with his girlfriend and apparently they're trying for a son. they can't get married yet since my parent's marriage hasn't been annulled but it's in the works. i haven't processed it yet and i think i'm still in the middle of wishing that my dad never gets a son. i'm a daddy's girl and i will die before some little bastard son comes and takes my place. i can't bear the thought of him going home to another family and going on vacations with them and other fun stuff. but i also know that i can't piece my family together the way i want it and everyone's entitled to their own happiness. i just have to be grown up about it and swallow the bitter pill life has given me. well, one day at a time.
story number 4
i've been working on completing my album art for days now. my coverflow's starting to look gorgeous.
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