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i am crazy. but someone is way way better at it than i am.

her name is regina. but i love to call her beeyatch. she texted me last night, saying that she was disturbed by my previous previous previous entry and asked if i was alright. heehee. and she was starting to get violent already, thinking that someone made me feel bad. awwwww.

don’t worry, i am uber alright. promise. more than alright, actually. i am fabulusch. i am doing this entry while she is in transit and by the time she reads this, she has already travelled all the way from r. papa to ortigas (and back) just to see me and to ascertain that i am indeed alivealertawakeenthusiastic, sunshiney and kicking (ass). crazy, really.

but… that’s agape. and i appreciate how fiercely protective aji can be especially when it comes to her friends. and because she’s one of my bestest of the best, i know that i can be counted on to do unimaginable things with and for her (like shout profanities at a cheating scheming lying dude in the middle of tokyo tokyo during dinnertime).

i always find myself staring at the tail-end of whatever statement redgh spews forth; statements that are highly-lunatic in nature, bordering on the grotesque. she can be frustratingly crass, which would earn us disgusted stares from strangers but i would choose her over anyone who pretends to be prim and proper but is actually full of crap.

if redgh be poured in a mug, she’d be boiling acid, extremely bitter and unsafe for drinking. it would be like adding in spoonfuls of angst, sarcasm and attitude in a thick syrup of brattiness and bitchiness, brewed and aged over a period of stormy nights and blistering-hot days. a concoction so potent that you wouldn’t want even to inhale its fumes lest your insides burn. but she’s my thirst-quencher. when life becomes dull, she’ll bring you fireworks and set them ablaze. indoors. so cheers and bottoms up!

i remember one time when redgh and i exhibited the classic characteristics of groupies. hah. we went to every gig, tried to know every detail, and committed to memory every article of clothing owned by this musician. and we didn’t talk about anything else for months except HIM. redgh even urged me to murder the girlfriend. hah. i almost got swayed. she saw him last week and demonstrated to me how he ran and shrieked. turns out he’s gay. garrrrr. that’s how things are with redgh. always taken to the extreme.

she rarely cries. but i witnessed The Fall. since then, i cannot eat andok’s chicken without tasting her tears. that lucky one-balled jerk really knew how to work her. and he worked her to the ground. yeah, redgh can be really stupid too. stupid to the point of stupidity. she’s learned her lesson, she says. but i don’t think so. shhhh.

but her wisdom and wit really are something else. earlier i told her that when my hamster gives birth, i will hand over one to her. she looked really happy about it, and i could have been relieved to hear that someone would care for my hamster’s spawn until she said "sige, para makita ko yung hamster makipag-duwelo sa daga sa bahay." bejeezus. some friend.

but seriously, i am touched that she will actually come over despite the rain to check if i am really alright. i said i was, but she wasn’t convinced. maybe she just misses me.

and because i love her more than i love a sister (given that i don’t have any), i will let her buy me a drink. yey.

wait, she’s here already…