to begin with, i resigned last Monday, with all the best intentions in mind. (kidding)

so when the news came out that i REALLY was going home (coz i have been telling them, but they won't believe) all i got was WHY?! you have a nice life here, it's better here than in the philippines. and a whole lot of speculations, one of which, of course, is the unending tale that i am pregnant (how i wish i were), which sometimes go down to i will be having an abortion. crazy, right? that's how it is here in bahrain. i thought gossiping was filipino's past time, how'd you guess other nationalities do best? or worse? (whaev)

so i had a list of REASON WHY. and WHY SO SOON, two-page enumeration of those two. well, it saved my time and sweet saliva.

i had men actually threatening to hunt me down in the philippines, when i don't wanna give them my address and number (like, why?!) and one boy (okay, a man who acts like a little boy) ho actually cried. oh i broke his heart :( poor thing.

it's because i always eat pringles, like almost daily, and i don't like carrying this last name of mine after all....

Kristelle Pringles... sweetness!

it's past 2 a.m. and i am just about to sleep. i just finished making my chicken macaroni salad (painstaking!) and jellies for a friend's birthday tomorrow. i just thought that since she's away from her family, i'd try to make her happy even just a tiny-teeny bit (whatever that is).

so i got home 10.30, because my friends and i went to Marina mall after (my) work to have dinner, which i barely touched (coz i'm sad for a reason). and then tried to help another friend look for a decent white dress... i was wondering, really, how and why i met this one! she's a heartbreak. her life, and her present job, and she's helpless. i know i have problems of my own but i just feel like helping her the best i can.

so, after tiring myself from walking around the mall, (back and forth the racks and fitting room --like a mother!) i finally got home and hurriedly ran to the nearby cold store to get the ingredients we don't have. when i got i the store, the cashier introduced me to their new help, by saying "this is my best friend" ... of course i was polite and said hi back, but my mind was asking "since when have we became best of friends?"

i mean, i don't even know her name! hahaha... yeah, i go there, we spend time talking, but best friend? no worries, she's not gonna read this. i'm just surprised that somebody actually considered me her best friend. it takes a long time for me to consider somebody my best friend, so... there.

and a best friend for me, is someone who knows you inside out, and accepts you for who you are. and is there in good AND bad times. maybe i have high standards, and also being possessive, makes it hard for me to find one here in Bahrain. anyway it's not like a requirement.

and before i forget... last night, while waiting for the pedestrian to clear between Seef mall and the parking lot, i was talking to my friend, and a car stopped so we could cross. and oh my god, it was a Ferrari in front of me! i mean, i have seen one before, but it was gliding with the Porsche. nothing i just wanna make a blog note.

Economic Crisis and Global Warming prodded me to stay... ;-)

i'm planning to go home on August. i hope it comes true. i really don't like it here anymore. nor the way i am...

i don't know if i actually losing or gaining weight. i go hungry most of the times, so my face is a little haunched, but i eat so much at applebee's or chili's (or macaroni grill) that i always feel bloated! what's with me? i don't want to be too much fat, nor thin. but i love eating. moderately if i can help it.

notice...

...july 02, 2008 - july (almost) 02, 2009

i have new friends, and i like hanging out with them, but i believe in the saying "familiarity breeds contempt", so i'll be a little reserved. although -- i'm happy that some people who once snubbed me because of some tattletale about me a colleague spreaded, are actually coming to me now, making friends with me.

that's why i believe that -- let me rephrase that -- i STRONGLY believe that vindication is better than revenge. as long as i don't and didn't do anything wrong to anyone, i will not stoop down to anyone's low standards...

MICHAEL JACKSON died! i remember writing on my journal earlier this year about the dreams that i had... one was that a famous singer will die. next is that most plane crash will be caused by storms. it's happened. last summer, i told my former officemate that she will be pregnant this year, (i saw it in my dreams) and last night, they told me that she was, and she was blaming me? imagine?

so i have to sleep. hoho's in guimaras now. envy.