Believe it or not, I'm still here, still alive and kicking some good-mannered ass lately. While I was gone, I wrote some stuff on my trusty old notebook from high school, which I can't believe I still have, and I plan to copy them on my computers notepad once this thing starts working again.

So finally, my computer is resurrected. The motherboard fucked up so I have to buy a new one, thanks to my brother -from-another-mother Raymond, who helped me out in replacing the motherboard. He knows a lot about these computer hardware thingies, while I, on the other hand, is a total dummy when it comes to this. Of course, I know the basics--some softwares, installations, I can name some parts of the computer (the mouse and keyboard for example) but don't rely on me about technical specifications of the computer's hardware. Those are alien to me.

I remember when Raymond would ask me like, "Is your video card the built-in one?" and I would give him a blank stare and all I could say was, "The what is built in to why, how, when?" Then, he would just roll his eyes at me, "Never mind".

Anyway, he did help me out in choosing the right motherboard to buy. To make a long story short, I'm back to the online world of social networking sites, blogging, and other what-have-yous! Hurrah!

Now, about this blog, well, I'm terribly upset when I look at the calendar and notice how many days have passed and how many posts I've missed. I haven't moved from the last post which felt like ages ago. I've been busy, for one. Two, without my computer, I'm not in the right mood to write about anything.

Oh yeah. I did mention about the stuff that I've written right? All's well prepared. I'm only just gonna type 'em here, copy then paste on my site. Easy as that. Piece of cake. However, as I read what I've written, I realized there's no sense in posting them anymore. I have shared what I've gone through to my dearly beloved friends, some of them, I know, takes the time to be patient in reading my blogs.

They know what I'm supposed to not tell until...maybe.. I don't know when. Until maybe when my father knows about it? Yeah, as if that's gonna happen...

When I told them about it, I prepared myself for them to be surprised, like the reaction of my colleagues, but I didn't expect it to be the other way around. I was the one surprised. They kinda knew about it. Kinda, sort of, something that crosses their minds. So I asked, how'd they get the idea? 'On your blog?' Mario answered.

Dang! I rest my case. I'm not good with words. I made it all too obvious. I should've stayed mum and maybe talk about how I look, why my hair feels dry, what dress to wear, or maybe post LOTS (and I mean LOTS) of 'me' pictures in different angles and so on--that's what most girls are crazy about doing in their blogs, right? NAH. Not me, in another lifetime, maybe...