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i just found out that Raoul Bova, the italian hottie in "Under the Tuscan Sun", is married.

i'm officially heartbroken for the next 24 hours.

and i shall resist every temptation to break that marriage. contrary to what *some people out there* would say, i am not a home-wrecker.

buti pa si Inzaghi, loyal sa akin.

man, i am so bored, i'm

hahaha... almost didn't recognize my LJ. i had a very good friend "improve" this lay-out. KABOOM is right. the dark colors, so angsty and intense, describes me aptly right now.

it looks like i'm in hell. am i?

* * *the last week, i read "the five people you meet in heaven" by mitch albom and watched "under the tuscan sun" starring ( Read more... )

i'm in bloody trouble. i can hardly follow a word in my French class now. and this is a RETAKE. ugh. my brain is turning to mush and i still can't wait to learn Italian. what is the meeeaning? being sensible is a rare thing for me nowadays. and that seems to attract more surreal happenings around me. my poor friends ( Read more... )

for the past few nights, this guy (let's call him J) i'm starting to seriously like has been asking me to tell him a bedtime story. but before anything else, let me assure you that i haven't been talking to someone who's still in grade school. J is actually a year older than i am, but let's just say that he belongs to Never Land, in the sense that ( Read more... )

for someone who avoids valentine's day as much as she could, i was semi-freaked to find myself removing the thorns off 2 dozen white roses last night. it's obviously not the easiest thing to do, but i found perverse pleasure in doing it. the thorns pricked me so much, it was a wonder that my fingers weren't bleeding at the end of the whole ordeal. ( Read more... )

yes, this wednesday night was relatively uneventful compared to the previous one. no passing out, no waking up on another person's bed, no selective amnesia ( Read more... )

another cliche, but i never thought it would happen to me. i've read about it in magazines ranging from Seventeen to Cosmopolitan and i always thought that i was well-informed enough to avoid getting into that situation ( Read more... )

hmm. i was just thinking. even if i did screw up my new year's eve, the rest of the year (so far) has been turning out to be pretty well. i'll elaborate on that later. the point is, i have plenty of very good *wink, wink* choices right now that i'm almost convinced that it is indeed a happy new year ( Read more... )

i am such a cynic. a rebounding cynic at that.

i haven't slept yet. i was just with someone who, if he's REALLY what he projects himself to be, then...there's hope for me yet. hope that i will not end up being a jaded bitch (or is it too late?). hope that not all the guys i meet are assholes. hope that i could feel something for someone else ( Read more... )