Tiring Thursday

Man, I just ate a Starbucks' sausage roll and I'm regretting it. Not that it tastes bad. In fact, it tastes great, but it is 9:30 in the morning and I'm already bloated =(

I had an awful dream last night. The most awful of all dreams. I was watching something on TV (I think it's a football game) in our house in Bataan when I heard my sister screaming from outside. I went out and saw her crying, with two men behind her, one pointing a (I'm googling itak for its English term… Oh yeah, machete) on her back. Then I looked behind and saw my mom and dad with another two men, also pointing their machetes on my parents' back. The odd thing is my mom's not crying, nor I could see fear in their eyes. Just nothing. Then the leader — so that makes them five gangmen, fyi — pulled me near my sister, and then pulled me again to join my parents. Then he said, "Magba-babay na siya (my sister)," then blew his machete on her.

It was 12:45 midnight (I checked my phone for logs). I was so freakin' scared that I called dad in our house. He said they're safe and sound. I hung up, checked on my sister (she's ok), but then I couldn't sleep.

That's when I realized I haven't brushed my teeth from last night. Eeeww. I just changed my clothes fresh from work, then slumped to bed then zzzz. But I was so lazy I shoved it off, then dozed again. LOL. So lazy. I'm always tired every Thursday. Yeah, tiring Thursdays. Dunno why… Must be my body clock. Bleh. So this morning I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth TWICE. Then I spent an entire time scrubbing my face and body in the shower to wash off the pollution from yesterday's work. There.

I was checking on some Hollywood buzz and it seems the current trend there is celebrities checking in to rehab. The latest is him.

Photos of the day:

My sister. My ever-reliable sister. Fun times. I love her for this, and she will kill me for this. Hehehe!