A VERY IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT

THE PENNY LANE IS MOVING!

Yep! You heard it right, folks...she's moving into a new cyberhome. In Djong's terms, "...it's time for a new breed of Penny Lane, a better, souped up version."

If you wanna check out her new adventures and latest inanities, click here.

last night i made a list

Only two days left before 2007 kicks in. It's only fitting that I make one of them lists that we have gotten so used to doing before the year ends. Sort of a sign of new things to come. But the one that I made last night is not your usual new year's resolution list. I figured, before I can actually achieve that fresh start, I have to rid myself of all the negative energies that are holding me back. So I made a list. Of names. Those which leave a bad taste in my mouth. Those which have angered and infuriated me in the past. I jotted them all down on a piece of paper. And there were some name-calling. Vile, vile name-calling. That was the part where I had fun the most. Beside their names I wrote:

tsismosa
intrigera
inggitera
bungangera
plastik
backstabber
immature

Then I burned the paper. There was something about seeing the fire slowly eat up their names that gave me peace of mind. It's nowhere near the vindication that I'm praying for but they've had enough airtime on my mind. Because, you know what? None of them are worth a single damn emotion from me.

I want to stop being mad at them because come next year, I just want to use them as reminders of how blessed I am. Because unlike them, intrigue, politcking, and power-tripping aren't my mere source of happiness which reflects how pitiful their lives are because they have no genuine reasons to smile (I think they may have had unhappy childhoods...). I have my family and friends who have stuck with me through everything. Unlike them, I am young, smart, beautiful, and above all, can flip my hair at any given situation (haha!). I'm battered and bruised but, hey, I'm still standing. And once I get past all the dirt and grime of 2006, I will find out the greater things that are in store for me.

And before the clock even strikes twelve on Sunday, I would have already put them behind me. I know I'll cross paths with them again someday, but that would be the time when I would just be thanking them for propelling me forward.

things that made me smile this christmas

1. Fragile Things by Neil Gaiman (from Vond and Angela).
Did I say "limited edition?" Oh yeah, only a thousand SIGNED copies to go around.
And Angela had to haggle so the salesperson would bump off someone else's reservation. Talk about evil, heehee.

2. Grey's Anatomy coffee mug (from Angela again!)
Am itching to watch Season 3!!!

2. Starbucks Roasted Coffee Beans to match (from Con and Ate Ains)
This is actually a second gift. Two months ago, I already persuaded Ate Ains to hand me their gift in advance. ;)

4. A new lineup of must-reads
And I thought I've read the last of Artemis Fowl's genius schemes in Book 4! I left the book in Laguna because I know once I start reading it, I wouldn't be able to put it down. I'd want to savor every page when I'm not so ngarag anymore. That would mean this coming weekend. Yahoo!

The other book is a little surprise from Carlo and Cay. Now who would've thought the little sometimes-pest-of-a-brother could be sweet? Hehe, peace, Carlo!

5. The BratDoesn't he always? :D

no make-up, four days straight

If you knew me, you'd know that THAT's a clear indication I'm up to my kneck with work. And I'm loving it. Haven't felt this kind of urgency to accomplish something in a long time.

Buti na lang maganda talaga 'ko kaya kahit walang make-up, keri pa rin....bwahahaha!

O, WALANG KOKONTRA. PUYAT AKO AT MAINIT ANG ULO!

:p

when we dance

The song tells the story of a man yearning to have the woman he loves back in his life. But this part...this part speaks of how it was the perfect fit.

"When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings

The priest has said my soul's salvation

Is in the balance of the angels

And underneath the wheels of passion

I keep the faith in my fashion
When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings

When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings

When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings

If I could break down these walls

And shout my name at heaven's gate

I'd take these hands

And I'd destroy the dark machineries of fate

Cathedrals are broken

Heaven's no longer above

And hellfire's a promise away..."

-Sting

It was the perfect fit.