I have not been in the mood to write for the past couple of weeks. If you have noticed, I have been able to blog at least once a day before and it ain't happening right now.

I don't know if I'm just too tired to blog when I've been going through blogs and editing blogs all day long. Or maybe if I'm just too lazy to think about something to write about. I know there are tons of things I can write about but I just don't have the spunk to do that. In fact, I'm just ranting right now. Nothing special.

I could tell you about the Desperate Housewives issue. I could tell you more about what's happening in Burma. I could tell you about how I could eat those yummy Chocovron (or whatever it is called). I could tell you about Tae-bo and all other things. I could tell you about learning that Paypal works in the Philipines and that I already have money in it. I could tell you about scrimping and saving to have those braces. I could tell you about my anxieties and worries that come next month, I'll probably be out of a job. But I ain't doing it. Not in the mood.

Maybe I'm too tired because I blog for a living and I blog as part of my daily duties. And I've just run out of creative juice and narrations for this blog. Maybe when something extra special happens. Or maybe when my kid does another 'trick'. I dunno. Or maybe when I stop downloading and playing those trial games, that's when I'll start splashing this blog with more entries.

But right now, nothing's special enough for me to deserve some space here. Or maybe this is just PMS. I dunno.

Dear Ky-Ky,

Yes, Ky-Ky. You call yourself Ky-Ky now. You don't call yourself Sky. Your Ninong Theon says that Ky-Ky reminds him of somebody and I'm not reacting to that though.

Anyway, I feel really blessed with you around. Yesterday, we celebrated your 2nd year in this Earth. You looked so grown up now in your orange Garfield shirt and shorts and you were eating your spaghetti on your own. Very much like a grown up kid.

Unlike last year, you had more fun this year with your playmates around. You were squealing and screaming in delight and you had fun when your playmates pulled you around when you were riding in the mini-bicycle that one of your titas gave you when you were still a couple of months old. Even when you tumbled over because of a wrong turn, you were still laughing and you were shouting, "Ky-Ky! Ulog!" (which meant "Nahulog si Ky-Ky!").

We were supposed to go to the mall so you could play at the motorbike that you wanted me to buy you. Since I didn't have money, I would have brought you to the arcade where you can take a seat behind any of the different rides there to your heart's content. But you fell asleep at home so I didn't wake you up.

When you woke up though, you had a temper and you wanted to turn on the TV. Of course, you couldn't because it wasn't plugged. You were screaming you wanted Barney and Elmo. So I took you upstairs and you were clapping and laughing with joy knowing that you can watch not only Barney and Elmo but Pampa as well. Your joys are so simple it makes me smile.

You didn't want your playmates to go home when their mom came over and asked told them that it was time to leave. Hearing that they had to go, you said, "Indi uwi." (which meant "Don't go home). Because it was your birthday, their mom gave them permission to stay later than usual.

When we were watching Pampa, I told you that you were one makulit baby. And you looked at me seriously and you said, "Indi baby." (meaning "Not a baby"). So I asked you what you were now. And you said, "Ig boy." (meaning "Big boy.") My little tot is now a big boy, huh.

You really are growing up so fast and yet you still continue to amaze me and keep not only me but all of us happy. I'm so happy that He sent you to me and I'm so happy that you're growing up alright. You are my blessing and you'll always be.

Be mabait and be a good son Ky-Ky.

Love you,
Mamu

Now that I'm reading a couple posts back, I'm thinking, "Where was my head?" Sure I do get emo some times and I hate it afterwards! Good thing I don't go emo when I'm drinking. Of course, getting emo happens. And it also happens to me. But I'm pretty thankful that with the kind of people I have around me, who needs SOs? Haha. Unless you're Johnny Depp maybe.

Anyway, here I am at home. This is the first time in three days that I have opened and used my computer. Really. I have been going home tired and with eyes almost dropping because I have been tutoring this kid who's my friend's son. And it's kinda fun. I just help him out with his assignments and that's it. Then I stay over for a couple of teleseryes and that's when I go home. And then I play with my kid who's been asking me for around a month now to buy him a motorcycle. He does not want just any kind of motorcycle. He wants the motorcycle that he can ride on. Sheesh! My little kid's growing up na talaga and I'm so happy.

Tons of revelations happened tonight. Hehe. We had fun squeezing our colleagues out of their secrets. Too bad there's nothing they can squeeze out of me. I would've had fun answering questions and being in the hot seat. Oh you know me. We were 12 in all and we had fun guffawing and laughing and singing and talking and drinking and joking and playing around. Thank God I have friends like that.

And so there are plans that we may be transferred to Manila before the year ends. And when that happens, I'd probably stay here in Legazpi. I'd find another job here. Or else I can take home-based jobs. Plenty of opportunities here. And yes, I'd still be traveling to and from Manila but that would be for fun. And so all of you who're in Manila, better be ready any time for my text messages might be coming and the next thing you'll know is that I'm telling you I'm in the Big City (not New York, of course).

Hay... With life being this happy, I'd probably not even find time to write really emo posts and really heart-breaking blogs. I promise you that when I'm happy, I write less. But when I'm frustrated or disappointed or hurting, that's when you'll find me spewing away the words (and my thoughts) like there's no tomorrow. Too bad.

Last night, we went to The Chef's House. It was Ahjie's (my son's godfather) debut with the Chakiks (don't ask). I had fun looking at Ahjie and Benson who looked just so alike as if they were twins who got separated at birth. Really!

Anyhow, the night was fun though rainy and cold. We had beer and some brandy. Oh yeah. I went for the brandy of course. Beer is just not... for me.

Anyway, while we were there, I heard tons of new stories. There's this one about a friend's brother already having a baby. Of course, I was quite surprised and I was thinking what could have been the reactions of the parents of my friend. After all, I know that they're not doing pretty well that's why they are venturing in various types of businesses just to get that added income. Oh well.

Also, there's this story of this person who's now expecting. The question now though is who is the baby's father? I mean, honestly, this girl just doesn't look like she's doing it you know. She's pretty... uh... virginal, if that would suffice. Promise. And now, what seems to complicate matters most is that she's been with two guys during that supposed time of conception. And there's this one who's willing to stand as the father (although he is sure that he ain't the sperm donor).

Another story I've heard was from this close friend of mine. A couple of weeks ago, he received a message from another one of his close friends. That friend of his said in his text message that he was just saying thank you for being a good barkada. Okay. If you're really not sarcastic, would you be sending such a message IN CAPITAL LETTERS? I don't think so.

Now, after analyzing that, we believe that that message was meant to convey sarcasm that his father was removed from office and he blames this close friend of mine's family for not backing his father up so that he'll still stay in position. Hmmm... Maybe. But my friend says, grown up matters should be left with the grown ups and we shouldn't be blaming each other over affairs that our parents are dealing with. Now that is quite so true. Plus, add to that the fact that if my friend's friend's father had not been messed up with the funds and resources, he should still be in office. But he screwed up for more than a decade. I guess it's just high time he stopped doing that.

Another drinking session guys! That way, I get to know more stories. You still have to hear those stories I've been told. Straight right out of the mouth of the babe.