it’s valentines day and cha just got her new phone, a sony ericsson k800i. so what do we do with a new phone? test it.
now the photos here are the results. the phone has an incredibly good cam shot. even at vga, the details and color are already amazing. what more if we decided to put it at 3.2 mp right?
the first photo here are our anniversary gifts. from cha a digital unisilver watch, and from me, a dazzling stretchable bracelet.
it’s raining again, and i don’t wanna go home until it tills. so im here trapped in the internet cafe trying to pass the time out.
i thought this sudden pour was quite unusual because the noon day heat was burning just hours ago. but i was reminded – unfortunately- by a far memory of a chubby – mayhap bulky – mrs v that science tells otherwise. the water was simply condensing that time, giving off the bloody heat. now the process ought to be finished coz sky’s dropping all the water down.
actually, I celebrated my christmas at my aunt’s house. everything seemed mundane with the exception of the spaghetti which was carelessly placed onto my plate that it looked like an instant pancit canton draped in spicy sweet tomato catsup. The presence of the spaghetti told me that somehow, the night was different, though it didn’t exactly tell me whether it was to be exciting or not. I found out later it was not.
I was watching a movie from either the star movies channel or from HBO, or maybe from both. and i can’t exactly tell whether it was home alone, or harry potter. But there I was on the couch, and it was incredible how all my body parts worked altogether at once: my mouth, was obviously eating my spaghetti; my eyes were of course, on the tv; my ears were listening in vain for the dialogues of the movie; my left hand was holding the plate, while my right hand was trying half victoriously to gather enough spag with the fork; my butt was continuously adjusting to the couch; and my feet were fumbling to keep my annoying 4 yr old cuz away from me.
After the meal, I browsed over my cousins’ phones and found out that one of them (the older one) has actually kept a 30 sec sex video clip, which I may admit, I was enjoying at that moment. After which I took a few photos of us and many of myself. And just when we were starting to feel sleepy, I told them of the bloody mary ritual. At first they thought i only made everything up, but later I sensed that both of them were starting to glance around as if bloody mary was in the room with us. When I took notice of life-size mirror resting at the bottom of their spiral staircase and suggested we perform the ritual by midnight, both of them were quick to say that i was crazy and have to get my own life and why in the goddamn hell would they? ha! cowards.
By the time we were in the bedroom, the sisters (oh, did i mention that the one who kept the video was a girl? she asked for a copy of that from a friend.) were blasting up all their energies in telling me that it was time to sleep. It was already 3:00 am, and I still won’t let them. 3:30 stroke, and finally I surrendered, and slept a dreamless sleep.
my christmas has never been that weird.
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