today i was betrayed.  not by the system because that’s no news.  but by another who calls me his friend.  and tonight i cut him out.  like i’ve done before.  i cut him out and it hurts.  but i did so he can man up and learn to stand his ground.  like i stood mine.  like any man should.

i hope in the years to come he will learn something from this.  and i hope in the years to come i will too.

good bye, my dear friend.

i’m off to bali with vie for 10 days.  we’ll be looking for a house there.  wish us luck.

on another note, i’ve been stressing with work too much to a point where i’m developing a very serious chronic headache.  everytime i get into an argument or get upset my head feels like it would explode.  and me and my partner aren’t seeing eye-to-eye right now.  we’re both too consumed with our “shit” that we can’t land on the same page.  too much turning the table lately.  i’m this if you (blank).  if you’re (blank) then i’m (blank).  i hope this is still salvageable, unlike my other shit a few months ago.

i hope bali will fix me up a little, and i hope things would pick up while i’m gone.  peace folks!

it started raining a few days ago and i’m happy. but then i start getting these headache attacks out of nowhere. vie thinks it’s stress. i think it’s laser radiation. either way it gets me down pinned to my bed. but the spirit is high and we’re going to the mall to get vie new shoes for bali. yeah we’re going to bali again. in 3 days!

when we were in bali there was this song played at paddy’s and it was so good to dance to it kept ringing in my head until today. i didn’t know what it was called and i didn’t know what the lyrics say (some strange spanishy tune). i was lost but i was curious. so today i put my mind to it (and i didn’t even know at first) and somehow one song led to another and i found nore’s oy and it sounded similar and it turned out nore was featuring daddy yankee so i looked him up and there it was.

gasolina. fucking gasolina.

a ella le gusta la gasolina
(da me mas gasolina!)
como le encanta la gasolina
(da me mas gasolina!)
a ella le gusta la gasolina
(da me mas gasolina!)
como le encanta la gasolina
(da me mas gasolina!)

and there it went. i’ve been playing it since i found it and i’m still playing it now.

so i guess the secret really works. if you put your mind into something hard enough you’re bound to make it happen.

tomorrow i shoot for my million again.

yesterday me and vie celebrated our yesteryear when we met and decided to give ‘us’ a try. we weren’t alone, but had a great time anyway. we ate at the restaurant where we had our first real date as a couple last year, and we watched the invasion with some friends.

it’s pretty amazing that we stuck these entire 12 months, and although this isn’t something that i normally do i have to say that i’m very happy. vie’s a great girl who’s willing to accept my ‘insanity’ and support my ‘world domination plan’. plus she does the cutest things while maintaining her ‘bitch’ image just perfectly.

she got me a black ipod nano to go with lestat (my macbook black). maybe she wants to bust my ears but i’m not complaining since i’ve always wanted one.

ok another year to go, let’s see if i can behave and be a decent person for her.