I finished reading this novel, "the Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood." it actually has a movie version but I haven't seen it yet. Even so, I would say that the book version is better.

I bought the book for only P60.00 at Gaisano Diplomat (it's as good as new!) and was shocked to see  the same edition at Goodwill bookstore for P300.00! Imagine the difference!

I have lust for reading but not exactly for books. I have this nasty habit of carelessly throwing a book after I've finished reading it. I'm  after a book's plot, its lessons, mysteries, secrets... I don't collect books and I think that it's better to just rent them. One reason is I don't have a house so where can I store these books in case I'd buy a Stephen King collection? I'd rather store them all here in my coconut shell. Man, books can be expensive!

I'm glad we don't buy books in grad skul but we have loads of photocopies!

There's a big sale in Goodwill Bookstore but only for books that have below 2000 copyrights. I bought a book entitled the Miracle of Language that costs only P127.00. Thanks to the 68% discount hehe... I debated on whether I'll buy the book about spiritual healing but I'm thinking about that reaction paper I'll make on language acquisition so I bought the language book instead... When I arrived at the counter this kindly Manong insisted that I buy these two books (which was what my heart truly desired) but I'm not rich, ok?

I badly wanted to buy the Chicken Soup for the Expectant Mother's Soul for my sister but they don't have a sale for that... I'm broke now (and I'm saving for the rainy days, remember?)  But hey, I bought my sister this really neat maternity dress last Christmas...

My niece actually kicked my hands off when I tried to pat her hehe... strong little hussy... I'm one proud tita... I want her to be named Victoria Kristine after my Mom and I... Forget Marvic's name, it doesn't sound so cool heehee...

Cueshe's gonna be here tomorrow! But I'm not sure if I'll watch there mini-concert at SM carpark... Kate's been asking me to go there. I remember three years ago, Inday Sara, Popsy and I watched Rivermaya there. It was fun but there were a lot of drunkards.

I've been singing Cueshe's song entitled "Ulan" over and over again. It reminds me of lost love and broken relationships. :-(

I'm singing it for "him." Should I name names? Oh well, he knows who he is...