(Trivial) Things that are currently bothering me

* The sore on my bottom lip left by my stupid teeth that couldn't help but bite it on the same spot four times in a row. Someone must've been really shit-talking about me that day. For clarity, google: ridiculous Filipino superstitions.

* The Fray clashing with my philosophy test, and with a weighting of a whopping 25%, bailing on the test is utterly unjustifiable, even by The Fray. I'm trying to privately negotiate a different date / time with my LIC since missing a concert just doesn't fly on an official Special Consideration form, even when it's euphemised as an "important prior commitment that cannot be missed nor rescheduled." Whew! Crisis averted.

* Recently having to start wearing a bra in my own house due to the arrival of a permanent visitor.

* Hangovers. While I'm fortunate enough not to be currently suffering from that affliction, I haven't been able to drink OJ or coke (even minus Vodka and JD) without feeling the need to gag in memory of a particularly agonising morning a couple days back. It's true what they say about smell being closely linked with memory, and by 'they', I'm going on the authority of the trivia found on the peely-offy bit of Libra pads.

* My current lack of finances, worsened by the news of my ineligibility for the $900 stimulus bonus, and the onslaught of 21sts happening over this March/April season... Current party count: 8, with at least 5 other people with unofficial / unannounced birthday plans.


Random group shot from Friday night, cause I like pictures, even blurry ones.

me & my sister. how'd those love hearts get there? :p

Mothers are from Mars, Daughters are from Venus

Another day, another argument with my mother.

While I do love that woman to bits, it seems we have close to nothing in common, save for our genetic makeup.

In another of our classic quarrels, things got heated when the topic of relationships and marriage filtered its way into conversation. I casually commented on the fact that my friends and I are closely nearing the typical age for settling down, and that where relationships are concerned, I'm still unaccustomed to thinking so far ahead for marriage to even rate a blip on my radar.

To my surprise, this is about the point where mum blew a gasket. What ensued was an impassioned 15-minute-long tirade. In a nutshell, she reckons a relationship is a mere formality before an inevitable marriage, which I understand a lot of people believe too, but it was the "inevitable" part that bothered me. She practically equated the commitment level of entering into a new relationship to getting engaged.

In the battle between my mind and my mouth, the latter won, predictably. I argued how preposterous it is to not get into a relationship unless you were certain he'd be your future husband. By her logic, I'll be marrying my next boyfriend! (Fingers crossed it's Jake from Say Anything, haha, joke!) To make matters worse, I decided to compare relationships to test driving multiple cars before deciding on the right one. Unwise, so unwise. To a strict traditional Catholic mother's ears, I might as well have confessed I was a slut.

I suppose there was never going to be a right answer besides, "You're right, mum, you're absolutely right."

x Dianne


Note to self: Blog about last week... Soundwave, Death Cab, etc.