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weekend + movie marathon + over sleep - work = relax = :D

Ok, so last Friday I had this worth EMMY nomination of sad, on-the-verge-of-cry acting just so Durward could gave one of his blank 4.7GB dvd-r to me. Adorable that I am (100% natural, ang moreklamo affected!!), he gave me 2. YEAH 2! Perfect. So, I had this bunch of movies to copy courtesy of Ryan, Ate V, Purl (Greys Anatomy :p) and PJ. Yay! 10 movies is more than enough to make my weekend a smashing-carefree-fun escapade of my tiresome and overworked mind and spirit (ok, i'm being over-acting). Anyways, I had this vision to wake up 12:00 NOON the next day and just eat & watch, eat & watch, eat & watch movies :D

Then, Saturday came. Atchie woke me up at 5:00am (she was there to buy dress for my younger sis's ringhop and graduation). This is so not the morning I want to have. What happen to 12:00 NOON?! Then, sisterly bedroom-voice chit-chat. You know. GIRLS equals big-mouth. Take a bath. Meet my future-sis-in-law with cutie Thirdy (naay ADHD ni bataa, kaug keo but still cute) for wedding errands. Eat and talk, talk and eat. Then I left the group at 10:30am and went home. So this is it! MOVIES!! I started watching New Moon. Ooops, file wont load on my player, check the file format, it's mp4, that's why. wahhhh.. Loading Precious, player wont read either. This is bad. Then Avatar. There it is, loading loading :D But, after more than 2 hours, when there's still 10 more minutes to go, and just when my adrenaline is overflowing out of excitement, THE FILE CRACK --> SERIOUSLY???? OK. Is this a joke? James Cameron, what did you do? Nah! Better take a nap. This is me, napping. Darn, El Niño wont let me!! Stupid niño. Its almost hell in here, I am soak with sweat. Climate gone bad. Global Warming? Tsk-tsking. Stand-up, turn-on the aircon. Whoa! I need an aircon to turn on an aircon, and I don't have one, so how can I turn an aircon on? Back to sleep with my sweaty shirt.

Sunday, Pacquiao vs Clottey (Im not a fan) means over-crowded room. So you could imagine a smaller-than-Kris-Aquino's-walk-in-closet room full of 10 peole yelling over Pacquiao's Kamao. My head hurts plus NO MOVIES! Lord, please get me. I'm ready. JOKE ra to Lord ha! Much to say... This is sooooooo not the weekend I envision. wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

revising the formula --> weekend + sleep deprive - movies + hot hot hot = World War II

MANGHAGIS NAKO!! Ayaw ko pugngi.. Di ko papugong!!