Ok, my blog-slacking days has got to stop

As all of you might have noticed, I don't blog that often and when I do, it always goes back a day or two. Never really up-to-date. Lately, I've been feeling guilty. I have to update my blog and actually write something worth reading...

Ok, do you guys believe in hula? Well, a psychic went to our house last week and just basically told our fortunes. As luck would have it, apparently, I'm meant to marry a foreigner. Not a Filipino but a foreigner. And I'll have four kids and I'll have a full and amazing life ahead of me. I'll finish my uni and have a good job.

The pyschic also told me that it's either I'll marry at the age of twenty-two or twenty-six. I think I'd rather go for twenty-six. But it won't be a long engagement though - that's what she told me. So it's just one of two things. Either I get pregnant or I'll pull a J. Lo. - Miss-I-want-to-get-married-straight-away. I don't think I'll be the latter. But I don't want to fall pregnant either. My mind is working overtime, please bear with me.

Another thing, do you guys believe in ghosts? I didn't. Until I went over at Crushie's place last week and got all freaked out. We were having an Inuman Session over at his place and I don't know if it's the buzz of drinking or there is something really scary about that place.

Crushie took me out the back and asked me if I saw something. "May sayad yata 'to eh.". I thought to myself.

Then he did the same thing to our other friend. My cousin thought she saw a dark (duh!) shadow as she walked past a room going to the toilet but she couldn't be so sure. Then, crushie mentioned that his third eye is open and that he sees supernatural things. That scared the hell out of me, naturally. I never met anyone who can see ghosts. Who would want to see things that can scare the day light out of you?

My stalker ex-boyfriend strikes again. This time, he visits our house like nothing happened. It's like he's in denial. He brings me flowers and actually invited me to kiss at Lova Palooza - I decided to ditch the idea of going but if my friends insisted, I'll go.

Hmmm... I still pray. I go to the adoration chapel everyday and just pray to God to please help me get over my other ex-boyfriend. I want to be happy again. And it seems to be working. The fact that I can tell him that I don't want to have anything to do with him cos I'm in the process of getting over him is a major improvement. I'm being honest to myself. I don't want to play myself or set myself up. I'm not hoping anymore. I just want peace, which I know I'll get soon. He still talks to me. I'm not being rude. But I don't accommodate either. He's already done enough. It's time I be happy.

My Auntie, who's been battling cancer for months needs to undergo chemotherapy. The treatment is no picnic but the whole family is chipping in just so she can get her treatment. It warms my heart that we all got together to help her. We love her and would do anything for her. I now know that the whole family will be stronger than ever.

My best friend is totally smitten with this guy in her class. Good for her. She's a keeper, my friend. It's about time she meets someone. As I type, I've been talking to her and our ESP is now back in full force. We type the same thing. It waned a bit when I went AWOL, but all is good.

My mum and Uncle went back to Australia today. My grandmum cried. I cried cos my grandmum cried. Uncle cried but mum was putting on a brave face. It was a total cry fest, I tell you. Now, it's me and my grandmum who live in the house for a week.

I have so many stuff to pack I don't know if it'll fit. Hopefully, it will.

I had a dream that had me laughing when I woke up. I dreamt that I was in a gang war with ja rule shooting at me. I was seeking refuge from a maroon tamaraw fx and my uncle came out with a machine shooting at ja. I ran to the opposite direction and saw Carmi Martin crying because apparently, her husband was sleeping in a coffin. Totally crazy but blog-worthy.

As I type, Crushie is outside our house looking for me. They wanted to do something tonight. They're day-off. The crush thingy is wearing off. I'm cool seeing them together. There's still hope for me, after all.