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Cathleen

Hwahhh... *taking deep breaths*

Just left an entire episode of a very long weekend. I didn't sleep Friday night and I got an early morning class on Saturday. So I was trying to get some sleep by the time I got home, around 2.30 PM.
Then Inggrid called. Her daughter, my niece, Cathleen was having her first birthday that day! Goodness, how time flies. Last time I saw Cath, she's only what...? Three, four months tops. Sleeping all the time and well, that's all I can remember.

Anyway, the ride to B'day venue (Puri Indah Mall) would be long and sweaty so, I thought I wouldn't wear any make up. To top it all, I hadn't washed my hair and instead braided it back. I took pride in braided hair, ya know... my hair's finally long enuf to braid!!!
Turned out it wasn't a sweaty ride, it's a sweat-flooding one! At one point where I changed bus, I hurried to a bev vendor across the street to flush down a glass of aqua. (No my all time fave Sosro this time 'cuz I was in serious shortage of cash then.)

No catcalls when I walked down the entrance. Curious 'coz, not wanting to flatter myself here but flirtatious catcalls and come-ons are something I'm used to *wink* (My beau brought me down to Earth by saying that it's not really because of "striking beauty" but more for my aloofness. I beat him up, of course.)
I got into the bathroom and laughed. My, do I look a total mess. Right next to me were a couple of stand guide girls, or so I suppose. They were chatting furiously but kept glancing at me. I figured they're jealous 'cos work enforced such a complicated make-up application while all I did was putting on compact powder and lip gloss! (Hmmm, I should've asked them about make-up though, research and all that stuff!)

But I was late, Inggrid told me to meet them in front of Casper - it's the kids' amusement park inside the mall - at 4 and I arrived at 5. Not to mention my cell hadn't been operating for sometime due to zero fund in the account... (total mess during the days transitioning between months is perfectly natural for a student like me, so take heart, people.)
So I wandered around the crowded site, hoping to caught a glance of Inggrid or Benny, the hubby. Finally spotted Titien, Inggrid's sis and Ching-Ching, Inggrid's best friend from college.
Titien was about to leave so I got in with Ching-Ching. She looked, as always, amazing. It was later that I realised she'd just "recovered" from baby-bearing, too. Her son, Ryan, was born around the time Inggrid delivered Cathleen.

Cathleen was about to blow the candle and I thought I better fade into the background, waiting. I caught sight of Irene and su barbo esposo Harry. Irene's make-up reminded me of someone though it was later when I found out it resembled Inul - upon my 14 y.o. cousin Ayu's remark! My, I really didn't know anything! Boss, you're betting your money on the most wrong person!
I greeted both and teased Harry, telling him that he looked slimmer. He growled, "I'm 3 months into pregnancy and you tell me I look thinner..." =)

To Be Continued...

07.07 p.m.

What In The Hell...?

This was forwarded to me by one of my forwarding e-pals. Unlike any other people, I, fortunately, had managed to get such people to fwd to me only the funniest thing.

However, this one's not funny at all.

I don't know if she thinks it funny or the mention of Jay Leno in the mail was supposed to make it funny... it's a true story of how a wedding goes down into mud in this recently held wedding reception in Clemson Uni.
The groom went up the stage, thanking everybody for coming, the bride's parents for the $32,000 party and blah, blah, blah before proceeding to urge everybody to pick up an envelope he'd stuck under every chair... containing a glossy 10R pic of his bride doing it with the best man.

I know some people might have a different reaction and all that blah about his being childish and everything... but my own first reaction was heartbreak.

How could anyone do such horrible thing as the bride did?

I've read over and over again about how grooms took off with bridesmaids and vice versa.
I know it's none of my business to place judgement on people but there's gotta be some limits, for God's sake! Cheating and other "minor" sins are, more or less, inevitable, but to do that under the shadow of something that's supposed to be an eternal vow...?

I mean, for once think about other people, can you? Had the groom been ugly or anything, you could've said something, right? (Like "No.")

Bottom line, I wish people could be a bit more considerate and sensitive. More importantly, honest.

I, myself, had been a terrible liar in the past, before I started to really realise how even the most "innocent" of lies could hurt someone you care about.

Anyway, even if it's not someone you really love, still it's a person, a human being, who doesn't deserve it.

And I don't know who has the first idea... but at the end of the mail was a comment about how it would make a good Priceless MasterCard advertisement.
Wedding party... $32,000
Caterer... $4,000
Wedding Photos... $3,000
Honeymoon Packet... $8,500
The look on everybody's face upon seeing the pic... priceless.

The one who come up with that last bite... @#$% you!

06:22 p.m.