black eyed peas

i hate it when you start the day right (or spend most of it right) then towards the end, things just sort of screw up, and for no particular reason, little things suddenly start to bother you, such as:

1.) you weren't online enough today

2.) you didn't order anything in mcdo

3.) you, as usual, arrive in mcdo with your hair all over the place and looking like you just woke up (as always...)

4.)you can’t find the charger

5.) your lava lamp isn’t “lava-ing” fast enough

6.) you weren’t able to check your mail

7.) and most definitely, the black eyed peas did not show up on time

well, that’s all I can think of. crap, I really would have waited for the black eyed peas to show up, I REALLY would have waited for 3 more hours just to freaking see them (and hopefully get them to sign my tsinelas, though I know only cd inlays or posters are allowed) if I didn’t have to go to Mass at 7. as a result, mace and I left The Podium around 6 cause she too had to leave after waiting for nearly 2 hours.

while leaving the podium, mace and I spotted strabucks.

me: “mmmmm…. gusto ko ng starbucks…”

mace: “ako rin.”

then mace told me about an episode in oprah, where she featured this really rich family. what was funny was, they weren’t rich because they owned or operated a multi-national company or anything like that. when oprah asked them the secret of their success, they said “it’s not about what you earn, it’s about what you don’t spend.” that shut me up about my starbucks fixation. that is, until we passed Seattle’s Best and mace complained that there were too many coffee shops. I agree.

while walking to the shaw mrt station, we were trying to think of reasons to console ourselves since we realized we couldn’t have the black eyed peas, such as:

1.) well, at least we got time to spend with maita, barre and franco

2.) um, we got to enjoy the rapping “skills” of mike swift

mike: “I say right, you say ‘yeah’!!!…. right?”
audience: “yeah!!”

mike: “right???!!!”

audience: “yeah!!!”

and on and on….

mike: “I say black, you say eyed…. black??!!!!”

audience: “eyed!!!”

mike: “Peas…. awhhhh!!!!”

naks… how creative.

3.) the REALLY cute guy, who was rapping/singing along when the mobile started playing the APL song…. with a kid (hopefully, that’s his younger brother and not his son)

4.) the guy with the HUGE muscles in the blue sando. I would’ve found him cute if his muscles didn’t scare everyone off.

I can’t think of any more. hopefully, those 4 reasons compensated those little trivial things (above) that completely managed to tick me off.

I’m feeling better now, though, thanks to YM moments with jimabitch and sasha. oh and thanks to lala’s offline messages.

that’s all for now. now if only I can find another opportunity to get the black eyed peas’ autographs.