Rosie and Alex are destined for one another, and everyone seems to know it but them. Best friends since childhood, their relationship gets closer by the day, until Alex gets the news that his family is leaving Dublin and moving to Boston: At 17, Rosie and Alex have just started to see each other in a more romantic light. Devastated, the two make plans for Rosie to apply to colleges in the U.S. She gets into Boston University, Alex gets into Harvard, and everything is falling into place, when on the eve of her departure, Rosie gets news that will change their lives forever: She's pregnant by a boy she'd gone out with while on the rebound from Alex. Her dreams for college, Alex, and a glamorous career dashed, Rosie stays in Dublin to become a single mother, while Alex pursues a medical career and a new love in Boston. But destiny is a funny thing, and in this novel, structured as a series of clever e-mails, letters, notes, and a trail of missed opportunities, Alex and Rosie find out that fate isn't done with them yet.

I'm excited to read this book but I'm scared of what I'll find.

Misery loves company

Coffee tastes best with a friend and a little misery. Ever since Starbucks opened here in Marikina it's been the place of choice for me and my girlfriends to share our life stories. A quick call to each other or a text..."Libre ka? Coffee naman tayo. Starbucks?" simply means... "I desprately need someone to tak to!" and an impromptu gimik has greater chances of pushing through. And yes, we're willing to pay a hundred bucks for coffee which actually just costs twenty pesos to make. Nevertheless, the company is priceless.

Hmm... wonder why we never talked about our problems over beer?

Depressed and slightly Suicidal

A girl's companion on a lonely monday afternoon...

I had to get out of the house yesterday afternoon. The loneliness and depression was really getting to me. I'm still unemployed and my birthday is fast approaching. Getting older and still a bum is making me really miserable! And there are other things happening in my life which also isn't going as well as I hope it would. So, I drove to Tapa King in front of Eastwood and ordered comfort food... Banana Cobbler (with FIC). And while the rain poured, I also poured my thoughts and feelings in my journal. Whenever I feel this way, there's an uncontrollable need to write. As if writing down nonsensical words would ease all the pain.

For a couple of hours I did feel better. Well, it also helped that I did some shopping too. I got a brown Boho skirt with belt, a silvery sash, and two capri sweat pants for working out. Today, I also bought a navy blue shirt. It's for thursday's Ateneo-DLSU game.

Sigh! Life!

Blabberings on music, t.v., et al...

Since I'm desprately trying to get my mind off things, I keep myself busy watching t.v. and downloading music (but this is bad! NO to piracy!).

Since I left the music industry I've noticed a surge of really good local bands and singers. I'm really very picky when it comes to OPMs. We have really good artists but they get stuck singing remakes and revivals. Among the relatively new ones I really like Kitchie Nadal (Wag Mong Sasabihin, Same Ground). My favorite bands of the moment are Hale (Broken Sonnet, The Day You Said Goodnight), Cueshe (Stay), Session Road (Suntok Sa Buwan, Leaving You), and SpongeCola (Gemini, Dragonfly, Neon, She Don't Care). I've been gone for quite sometime so I have yet to update myself to other songs.

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The O.C. is back for its third season! I'm so excited to watch the first episode. Sigh! Oh Seth! Oh Seth!

Other than The O.C., I've been watching Rockstar INXS. I just got hooked. Last episode, Migs (he's a filipino who grew up in Australia and now living in London) had a mediocre performance compared to the others but he wasn't in the bottom three. I guess even though he's barely a pinoy all the pinoys in the world still voted for him.

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I'm trying my best to get tickets for thursday's Ateneo-La Salle game. It's our last game for the season before the semis. I'm sure it's gonna be one helluva game.

FALL TO PIECES by Avril Lavigne

I looked away
Then I look back at you
You try to say
The things that you can't undo
If I had my way I'd never get over you
Today's the day I pray that we make it through

Make it through the fall
Make it through it all

Chorus:
And I don't wanna fall to pieces
I just want to sit and stare at you
I don't want to talk about it
And I don't want a conversation
I just want to cry in front of you
I don't want to talk about it
Coz I'm in Love With you

You're the only one, I'd be with till the end
When I come undone
You bring me back again
Back under the stars
Back into your arms

[Chorus]

Wanna know who you are
Wanna know where to start
I wanna know what this means

Wanna know how you feel
Wanna know what is real
I wanna know everything, everything

[Chorus]

I'm in love with you
Coz i'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you

ALL FLIP-FLOPS

My Havaianas

Yesterday, I was in flip-flops heaven! I visited the House of Havaiana here in the Philippines. It's called ALL FLIP-FLOPS found at the 3rd floor of Glorietta 3. I did try so hard to stop myself from buying a pair. After all, three pairs of Havaianas is a tad too much already. But four??? But I wanted one with the Brazilian flag and the yellow and the blue looked so cute on my newly pedicured feet that I just couldn't resist. After all, a girl can't really have enough Havaianas.

I know someone who has ten pairs so maybe having four isn't that bad.

In less than a year I've accumulated this much Havaianas. You can tell they've all served me well by how much grime is on them.


Flip-flops addict!

But my collection grew even more when I went to Canada. The brown floral one was from H&M; black and hot pink with hibiscus print were both from Garbage, a clothing store also in Canada.

Now I get blisters wearing regular shoes.

I'm thinking if I could find a company that would let me wear fip-flops all the time...

The Workforce Be With You!

Today I had my first job interview. The company was in realty and they needed an in-house sales manager.

In my head, I imagined my first interview after MBA differently. For one, I thought I would be confident in stating my desired salary. But I couldn't say it! Maybe because I felt I wasn't worth THAT much... regardless I spent tons on my MBA. But we were taught to be ruthless... to be capitalistic bastards... so with a squeeky voice I told the general manager my desired salary.

"Would you consider anything less?" she asked.

"As of now, no." I said trying to keep a straight face.

Then another head hunter friend of my mom called me up to ask about jobs I preferred.

1. Marketing or Sales for consumer products.
2. Marketing or Sales for telecommunication companies.

"How about banks?"

"Well, then that's my number three." as in last resort, I thought.

She said there was an opening for management trainee for this consumer company (name withheld) but they were only looking for dean's listers. Kung ang pagkakaroon ng boyfriend ay di sukatan ng kagandahan... sa aming paaralan (AIM) ang pagiging dean's lister ay di rin sukatan ng katalinuhan. Sukatan lang ng abilidad manggago ng mga guro!

But of course I didn't say that.

She said she'll be sending my resume to a bank needing a business strategist. Shit! Am I that desperate already?

"Oh, that job sounds interesting. Yes, please send my resume!"

Zara is opening in October. Need money ASAP!

I feel like a sell-out! But, my need to shop is greater.