another day in "paradise"

a.m.

threw on my 20 peso top (bargain!) and gap stretchies and set out for recording before noon. the goal? to sound like a 16-year-old cheerleader. since i'm neither 16 (i wish!) nor a cheerleader, it was one of the most stressing 45 minutes of my life! imagine saying "funky downloads of britney spear's feel-good movie 'kissing madonna'!" again and again in this chirpy, staccato voice till your head (and yes, molar) starts to pound. but what can i say? my producer's a luv and the cash is more than welcome. so i say, bring on the pep squad. i have a bottle of advil at my disposal.

p.m.

got to work a bit early - just in time to gorge on cake. anyway, spent what's left of the day tripping on-air (how I can f*ck up the word "points", i will never know) and watching my colleagues fly paper planes around the office.

is it saturday yet?

O o O

talked to my back-from-bangkok friend and started planning next year's annual beach getaway. we're thinking bohol. never been there and am (forgive me) "stoked". i can almost smell the ocean and the tanning oil. can't wait.