I just arrived like, an hour ago and I can't say I'm tired cause all I did was sit in the car. But my ass hurts a little which sorta explains the "tired" feeling I have. Anyway, how's everyone else's Christmas? Mine was pretty cool. I got lots of nice stuff. One of the gifts my parents gave me was this really cute scuba watch for Christmas which I really need since my friends are pretty tired of me asking them what time it is and all.

Christmas day was alot of fun at my dad's ancestral home on Strawberry valley. After going to mass at 11 a.m., we went to a party at my grand-aunt's house where I stuffed myself with lots of yummy food. For some strange reason, I conked out after eating dessert and slept for like, four hours. Then we went back to the house and waited for my aunts, uncles and cousins who were coming from Manila. After they arrived, we ate dinner, opened presents and lit up a bonfire outside. The weather was cold and foggy. It was very Blair Witch because the bonfire was the only thing that lit the whole place up. So my uncle, who had a video camera with him suggested that my sister and I make a spoof of the movie, The Blair Witch Project. He's good at making spoofs so it was pretty funny.

Anyway, in the middle of the bonfire (around 10:00 PM), I had this sudden urge to go back into the house and call Matthew, my Casey. It was pretty weird cause I usually plan my overseas phone calls and besides, it would be like, eight in the morning. I thought he would kill me when he answered the phone but it turned out that he didn't mind being woken up at all. Which is good cause in my opinion, the worst thing that anyone can do to me is wake me up so damn early in the morning . Anyway, I really think we're psychic . I realized only after that call how much I missed him , after hearing his voice, and knowing that I won't be seeing him for a long ,long time . I'm not gonna fill you in the gruesome details but we're happy and contented with what we have, and our friendship, our relationship is going to last forever and as he quoted years ago "till death do us part". (That is if we both work on it ). Though, the long distance sucks , our life goes on as always in real life but love will always find a way . Haha, so easy to say but I promise that's going to happen no matter how sucky that distance seems right now. And that's a promise I will keep.

Anyway, this vacation was a lot of fun. I feel like I gained a little weight though. Hopefully I'll lose some of it when I play Dance Revolution at Stephen's tomorrow.

I know I shouldn't be saying this, but I don't think I like Alex very much. I hate to badmouth a friend but geesh. Okay, I know having divorced parents must suck a lot, but it's really annoying the way she acts like the world should bow down to her just because her parents are divorced. And she keeps talking about going to Scotland and marrying Shirley Manson--as if. I wish I could shake her and scream, "Come back to reality, for heaven's sake!" but she'll absolutely murder me if I do. I dunno, maybe I should be more tolerant with her. I mean, two more years and she'll be eighteen, free to go move in with her dad or marry Shirley or whoever her heart desires. Then maybe she'll stop. Patience, Lauryn, patience.

Derek wrote in his journal that he hopes I was not on the boat that came from Cebu that sunk. Well, that's quite an, uhh, odd thought. I was up on the mountains, miles and miles away from the shipwreck and I wouldn't ride a boat for a million bucks anyway. But on the way up the mountains, I was hoping there wouldn't be a rock slide that would mean the end of me. Hmm, I wonder if it's bad to have morbid thoughts on Christmas. Martin, is it? Speaking of Martin, I called him up Christmas Eve and I got his machine. One thousand bucks to the person who won't believe that I actually apologized to him. On the machine, for everyone in the damn house to hear. Maybe I was feeling charitable then. I mean, hello, Christmas day? I just hope he doesn't rub it in. He should've been the first to apologize because of what he did but see I've got this weird habit of always apologizing first. If I haven't apologized to you in like, a year, then you must know that I really hate you.

I have to go. Good nite.