Sweet Home Alabama…

…okay maybe not Alabama but Iligan. Although the latter may not be as “civilized” as the former, there’s a different fun that envelopes from it that makes you want to go back home — and that’s called friends.

See y’all (probably) in Gatz! ^_^ …and I’ll drink to that! *clinking of glasses*

I lost my phone

Whoa…people who loathe me will have themselves a victorious “Good for you” laugh at this one. But don’t belt out that laugh just yet…you’ll see who’ll have the last laugh at the end of this post. ^_^

Well, as what the title prescribes, I did (as a matter-of-fact) lose my cellphone. I’d like to think that it’s now in a happier place — in the hands of a desperate person who might have snatched it from me while I sat innocently (and voluptuously? hehe) sat on the jeepney. Or better yet, it could be within the bowels of a mute and inanimate trash can — mistakenly thrown by me with my amazing ability to be such a klutz.

I’ve been waiting for something like this to happen. Ever since I moved to CDO, I’ve been anticipating for something to go wrong (as it usually does). And voila! Here it is! So you can only assume my level of astonishment when this incident happened. Oh well. What happens happens (in relation to my previous post, women deal with these sort of things).

Thanks to my ever-trusty ability to lose things, now I have an excuse to ask for a new phone.

See? All’s well that ends well. Not so worth the laugh now, is it? ^_^