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Hi, my name is AJ Junior. Just AJ will do. I am a skinny individual with the heart of a lion and wittines of a mouse. I have THE most loving fiancee EVER! I love making friends, so why not facebook me and be my friend. =)



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Tuesday, December 30, 2008 @ 4:29 PM
AJ's No Hotline

The household is in sucha deafening silence that every single squish sqwash from Sharpy (my arowana) which is inside the 6-feet glass tank located some 20 steps away from where my lappy is, could be heard. That fella likes to coil his body up and smashed up the pebbles inside the tank and messed up all the accessories in there. So, if you are planning to keep an arowana, the least "toys" the better.

It is so annoying that everyone decides to have fun in lalaland than waking up and talking to me. Tsk! But then again, mom and brother were doing night shift. That explains the hour of their sleep. Then sis?! She twilight-ed herself to sleep. She was reading the book and fell asleep. Pfffttt!! And then you got me. Very free, alive, alot of errands to run but simply damn bloody lazee to open the gates and step out of the house. Bluergh!

Maybe I should pack my bag for tomorrow's 5 4 3 2 1 party. Hmm. More or less it looked to me like a couple of friends along with me, will be doing this year's ushering of 2009 at the beach. Like why not right? Pop the champagne and start the new year with a joyous mood. A clean slate of life a new beginning. Just fresh and leave the scars of 2008 buried in the sands forever.

Obviously I am praying that 2009 will bring me more than just a new chapter in life. In fact, I'm awaiting more than one chapter to be written here. Really. A new career perhaps. A love to share with maybe? Hehe! It all sounds so damn good that I can't wait enjoy happiness with someone deserving. Hee.

Now lemme get your attention to something else. I got a problem....

A problem with the ex or the other half of a friend. Meaning, my friend's ex-es or their partner. What is it about them that bugged me? The fact that they call me to know the whereabouts or what are they doing and all those what/who/when/with questions about my friend. It is bloody annoying to think that I could be the person with the answer of their questions BUT to have them called me up at 2 3 in the morning, now that has got to fall in desperation retard personality category don't you think so mate?

If a certain someone, do not want to be found or disturb, then for sure you would have got the signal by then. You know, like when you call or text, they won't answer. Especially if you're not on good terms hours before. Plus, what makes u think, calling up the friends and the friends will jolly well reveal their hideouts to you. Even if they know, they will just put a masquerade, which is most of the time, a damn good one, to shoo you away.

Where do you think this is going? Well I got a call last night, from a girlfriend of my friend whom both names I won't cite here. The time was 2:37am. I am not an owl who wakes up in the wee hours and jumped online okay. No. I don't know if there's any of you with those capability, then kudos! I get sleepy at 12 already. Tsk! Except if I'm outside of course.

So I received this dumb call, I answered groggily and this girl was talking to me with fiery hot tempers flaming all over her voice tone. I don't like it one bit. You are calling me in the dark hours and there you are, being a mad cow and you expect me to give you candy when you ask for it? My scat. That's what you get ms frosties. Haaa...when she yakked all of 3 minutes, I just put the phone one side on speaker and when she's done, I hung up and off. Too damn bad honey. Go bug someone else.

I'm not saying I will not help or anything. But please, if it's urgent, like life and death, call me. Anytime. But if it's because you fought and she/he is not answering your calls or replying to your text messages, just leave me a text alrite? I'll get back to you when the sun says hello. And when you call me, be nice. I am not a customer service officer.

Phew. That sure feels good. Ouh well, just the avenue I need to lay out some couped up emotions in me. At times I just think I am about to implode at any given moment. But it's all in the mind ya know. It's your choice to choose the angle at how you see your problem and the solutions to it.

I'm done with this piece. Now I'm gonna go packie bags time. Try to have a rather nonchalant Tuesday evening will ya? Relax. Life is simply just too interesting. You know I love you...

xoxo,
AJ

PS: Pictures taken on one of my November meetups with Andi.






















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