Friday, September 28, 2007

super funny Jim Carrey

the better woman

(this was a comment i made to a blog... it's worth posting as a blog entry, i suppose)

hm... in a supposed love triangle, there will always be 3 sides to a story. his, yours, and hers. you said you trust him... that's good, then. yun ang anggulo mo.

maraming angles ang pwede.... sabi nga ng bf mo, she likes him... so maybe, gumagawa lang ng away yung girl.

yung isang angle, pwede namang nagsisinungaling yung guy at sila nga nung girl.

kahit san mo ilugar, magulo yung situation... if you really trust your bf, then, you should stop checking his friendster account na lang altogether... para wala kang nalalaman or nababasa. and besides, the message was obviously not for you.

saying this based on experience.

sa totoo lang, mas gusto ko na lang that i don't know everything, para di ako nasasaktan. Coz if i really love the guy, kahit masaktan ako, i'll give him another chance... so why bother getting hurt?

kung mahal ka naman nung guy, kahit na ilang babae pa ang makilala niyan, ikaw pa rin ang gagawin niyang gf. ikaw ang kanin at ulam, silang mga kabit--dessert. oo nga, masarap ang dessert, pero hindi naman nabubuhay ang tao sa dessert lang eh. nakakasawa yun. and men will always be men... they'll flirt, they'll hurt you... in the end, they always choose the better woman.

so, be that woman. =)

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today was my first day with Nivel 3 and Erick Manorca (Pinoy)... Dapat si Lola prof namin, pero hindi eh... ok lang... it was fun... namangha ako sa kanya and i envy him... Ian, naging prof mo ba siya? anyway, we played a game... verb conjugations... syempre nalito na naman ako. pero ok lang, di naman namamahiya si Erick eh. At wala na naman si Eng-Eng dun to make me feel like a lesser person. *huhuhu*

anyway, sabi ni Erick, di daw ako mukhang 32. oh, hah?! hehe. Pero tong si Jaime Antonio, sabi sa kin, 38 na daw ba ko... lintek. Siya kaya yung mukhang 38. Joke! haha. *peace tayo, Jaime! Arriba Letran!*

Mukhang mapapasubo na naman ako sa oral nito (ang fanget pakinggan!!! ew!!!)... so, i think i really need to review before coming to class. Buti na lang Wed and Fri lang sked ko ngayon... i have time to spare.

Zzzz...

Thursday, September 27, 2007

on HMOs

kanina, pumunta akong Intellicare para magpacheck-up. Kasama dun ang pagpapakuha ng dugo, urinalysis, ganun... eh papakuha ng lipid profile whatever, so kelangan, fasting.

pagdating ko dun, siyempre andun na naman yung imbyernang babaeng nasa front desk (na itatago natin sa pangalang Manang Blowfish)... you give her your card and she'll give you a referral or something... basta dun ka muna pupunta. maraming tao.. andun na ko.. la akong magagawa but to wait.. pero lintyak! ang bagal niyang kumilos... kwento dito... nood ng tv dun.. inom ng tubig... basta, ang daming kaartehan...

so nung tinawag na niya ko, sabi niya, 2-5 pa daw yung sked ng nephro sa MMC. Sabi ko, pwede ba na pakuha na ako ng blood kasi ganun din naman rerequest ng doctor, she can check kako the records, laging ganun... and besides, covered naman... sabi ko nga kasi i fasted.

aba, ang taray na hindi daw pwede. so sabi ko, i cannot wait and come back at 2, so sabi ko pacheck up na lang muna ako with one of their own doctors para lang mabigyan ako ng order for tests... again... ang daming ginawa.. swipe the card lang, it took her 30 minutes... tapos she gave the card to the nurse, the nurse took another 30 minutes... when the doctor called me, she was kind enough to give me a prescription naman for my Recormon injections, and the request for the tests.

Again, i have to give it to them for verification... biglang sabi ng nurse...

"ma'am, hindi na po kayo pwedeng patest today."

*sana nakita niyo mukha ko*

"baket?"

"kasi po fasting to dapat."

"oo nga... gutom na nga ako eh."

"opo nga. eh ano'ng oras ba kayo huling kumain?"

"around 7 or 8"

"opo. OVERfasting na po kayo."

*sana nakita niyo talaga reaction ko dito. as in.*

"that's precisely my point! kanina sinabi ko na sa front desk yan.. na nagfasting ako so i need to have the tests done agad."

"eh kanino ba kayo nakipag-usap? sana po tinanong niyo muna sa aming nurse."

*muntik ko na silang batuhin ng mineral water*

in the end, sabi ko na lang, gawin na yung pwedeng gawin na hindi kelangan ng fasting. so, okay daw. kelangan na namang itawag sa lintek na head office para aprubahan ang tests. si manang blowfish na naman. ang dami pang tinanong.

tapos pagdating ko sa Medtech, yung guy na kumuha ng dugo, kakatawa naman coz parang ang simple lang niyang kumuha ng dugo... walang "ok, take a deep breath, make a fist.." na mga usual na litanya ng mga bampirang yun.

sabi niya lang..

"next time ma'am kain pa rin kayo *tusok* ng mga 10am *hugot* ng gabi *stick a cotton ball* para di kayo ma-overfast. basta po 10-12 hours lang ang fasting"

ah.

"So, kelan ko makukuha result?"

"tomorrow po, tutusok po ulit tayo ha... para sa lipid profile, 10pm po kain kayo mamayang gabi."

sabi ko di pwede tomorrow agad coz fresh pa yung tusok kanina. pwede na daw. sabi ko hindi pa. ma'am pwede na, sabi niya. magaling na daw yun.

sabi ko...

"alam mo, hindi pa... kasi nung naconfine ako sa MMC, they did that, sumirit yung dugo sa dating butas, natalsikan yung medtech sa mukha."

and that made him shut up. ang tigas ng ulo eh. eto na nga, o... may pasa na.

hay... i miss Maxicare! I never had this much drama with them.


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i deleted my online business contacts... coz they're flooding my inbox! di ko na nakikita updates from my real friends. anyway, sorry sa mga dinelete ko... i'm not fond of buying via online din naman eh. i'm not much of a loss.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Nivel 3

will start on Friday... yes... isang araw lang pahinga ko from Nivel 2. Di daw po kasi magbubukas ng intensive (tues-fri), so Wed and Fri ang sked ko ngayon sa Instituto. Mas matagal lang akong matatapos, pero di bale na... Ok na rin yun coz I don't have enough time na tuloy to review my online classes. Wala na kong time the rest of the week din. Wala pa akong work nito ah.

Lola is the teacher again for N.3... and honestly, after Jose Luis, i think i need a little break from all the stress, thus I took Lola's class. Dapat yung Tues and Thurs, kaso lang morning lang available, eh baka ma-late lang ako lagi... and i can't oversleep na... hehe.

it was a pretty hectic week... Sat and Sun, we were in my Kuya's place in San Mateo, as in sa bundok. Birthday kasi ni Chad and Vhon, my nephews. When we got home, I was so exhausted, I felt sick Mon til Tues. I feel a little better today, though.

Today was our last day for Nivel 2. We watched a comedy, El Penalti Mas Largo Del Mundo... funny movie about football, and love, and all that... it even had dirty language, unlike the previous movie we watched in Nivel 1 (Elsa and Fred). It was so funny, I laughed til the movie ended... After we watched it, of course, Jose asked us a lot of questions.

And that's when I got pissed. We have this classmate (na itatago natin sa pangalang Eng-Eng), who's so nakakaimbyerna. May tendency siyang maging know-it-all. Yung mga tipong may ibubulong na lang siya sau, iispañolin ka pa... tas sasagot kahit di naman siya yung tinatanong... eh kanina, Jose was asking our classmate beside me... I forgot the question, but, it started with DONDE, meaning where. So, obviously di ba? Hindi RAMON ang sagot dun. Lintyak siya. Ipinagdudukdukan niya dun sa katabi ko na ang sagot is RAMON. Syempre, nalilito tuloy yung katabi ko. Di tuloy nakasagot, until this other classmate answered na lang tuloy.

The whole time Jose was asking us, Eng-Eng was anwering... kahit di siya yung tinatanong.. and Jose was just taking it all in. Sana kung lahat ng sinasabi, tama. Tas, ang hilig niyang kausapin ka ng spanish lalo na siguro kung may nababasa siya sa bahay nila na ibang terms or something... tas para you can look like an idiot if you ask him what he meant.

Blah-blah-blah.

Kakapagod magreklamo. buti na lang, hindi ko na siya classmate sa Nivel 3. Di na daw siya mageenrol. Woohoo! Good riddance.

Anyway, one of the reasons for the stress is the renovation of our rooms here sa house. Since may tumutulo sa kisame at lumala ito kasi La Niña, kinailangan na talagang ipaayos. Tanggal ang kisame.. so smelly... kaya siguro laging nagkakasakit si Tony eh... coz of the mold and stuff. So, everything came off, even one part of my cabinet and the paint. The other room was divided into 2. One for Anea, and the other for the boys.

Dale cried yesterday when the carpenters went home. He said he wants them to finish his room agad. He's so excited na daw.

So, our house is so magulo since Sunday evening when we took out all our things from the rooms and dumped everything in the sala. We also sleep in the sala. Ang saya pala ng may bed sa sala, pahiga-higa ka na lang watching TV. Kaso lang last night when we were sleeping, I woke up at around 3AM, coz a freakin roach was climbing on my arm. Ew!!!

Anyway, that's why I don't get around posting here much... My notebook is locked away. And I'm tired.

...Ho-hum...

Til next week.

how i'll die naman din...

You'll die from an Unlikely Illness (like the plague).

You will unfortunately succumb to a random and unlikely disease. Only to find out after death that eating more broccoli would have cured you.

'How will you die?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Thursday, September 20, 2007

New modus operandi…

Dear All:

I would like to share with you my horrible and scary experience last Friday night at Glorietta. Maybe, by being aware of this incident, you will be more vigilant as you do your leisure shopping.

It was one rare moment on a weekday that we, my daughters and I would have the chance to have a leisure evening together. And a rare occasion that I would go around Glorietta as I am used to the South shopping malls.

Anyway, we took the escalator leading to the Rustans store (the Bon Apetit entrance). The same escalator to the bus stop at Ayala Avenue . I was about 5 steps away from my daughters and in front of me were 2 people (a gay and a girl) in white.

They were about 5 to 6 steps ahead of me. I noticed that these 2 people were walking backwards and to my mind, how could adults play in the escalator. I only see children doing this. They continued stepping backwards until they were about 2 steps away from me. I noticed that the gay removed his pony tail band from his hair. Then as I reached the top, the gay bent forward trying to pick up something from the floor. I was standing there trying to hold my grip for fear of falling down. All I could say was "Ano ba, Ano ba!" and I felt I was being squashed. I did not know that my daughters were overtaken by another 2 people and they thought that it was rude of them to do this. The next thing they saw was that I was being squashed in front and at the back. They thought that the one in front of them got their shoe stuck. I finally got out and was cursing the two people in front of me for being so ignorant in the use of the escalators. My daughter noticed that my bag was opened and she asked me to check it out. My celfons were there, but my wallet was gone.

She immediately ran outside to chase the 2 but they were gone. The other 2 according to my daughter went the side way.

I told the security guard by the door leading to Ayala. All he asked was that "Inipit ba kayo"? I said yes. And then he said that it is the modus operandi and if I were to interpret what he said, this is not the first time this happened. I was shocked for a while. I did not feel like looking around anymore and just confined myself inside Rustans.

The next day, a construction worker called my house to say that he saw my wallet in a planter box near the bus stop. He saw a receipt with my name and phone number and called hoping he can find the owner of the wallet.

Am passing this email to you so that you will be more alert when you go out. This can happen anywhere where they have these escalators. For those who have connection with the Security of Ayala, please tell them to pose some guards at the escalator areas.

Pass this on to as many people as you can.

ylena
RGMA Network, Inc.
GMA Complex, EDSA cor Timog Ave. , Dilaman QC
MVIsidro@gmanetwork .com

Monday, September 17, 2007

Let her go.

I always thought that finding a person who can keep your secrets is non-existent. That people who claim they live in imperfection but looked seemingly like the opposite can ever be true. That beauty and brains cannot go together. That broken means 'i can be fixed'.

The impossibility of finding someone who can melt into your very soul and weld itself in your being, I now pronounce possible. And I found her 3 years ago.

Many have asked. A few have been privileged to be in the know of how I met this wonderful woman. How she thought of me as a snob, and how I thought of her as, well, 'maarte'.

Many have speculated on the nature of our friendship, even kidding us, and saying things like "Nag-quickie kayo sa elevator noh?!" And us just laughing it all off.

A lot has happened with our lives, and many have been shared. Teardrops were simultaneously shed. Laughter, filled every room we shared. Songs have been exchanged. Curses are our petnames. Looking at people and telling stories about them, our favorite hobby.

I miss everything that I have experienced with her. Yes, even the tears. Yes, even the insults on how I look like and dress. Yes, even the days that she misses out on our 'dates'.

She was the one who pulls me up from every quicksand. Who picks me up from every fall. Who slaps me for every fatal thought. Who curses me for every stupid thing I have done.

And for that, I am still alive today.

No matter how life changed us both. No matter how she even changed her preference in love. No matter how she screws up. I have always tried to be the one who challenges her to think, to look into her self, to choose with her heart.

I noticed her today. I know when a cloud is hanging over her head. I know when she lies to me. I know when she wants to tell me something but chooses not to. When she bends the truth a little to suit my ears.

I noticed her today. And her eyes were sad. And I pity her. And I am mad as hell to those persons who make her feel like a lesser person, to those who says loves her but doesn't give her a moment's peace, to those who came again and makes her life miserable, and to those who stayed but still makes her sad.

And all I can do is to listen. To tell her to stop. To tell her to think. To tell her to choose. To tell her to defend herself.

But no matter what I tell her, and how I let her know, it will always be her decision. I hope I can just tell everyone to 'leave her alone'. To let her be happy, because she was... until someone came along. Until someone took something of hers that she fell in line for. Until someone she thought was different turned out to be only human.

Some people are just cruel. If you truly loved a person... I believed you wouldn't want her to be confused, miserable, and sad.

I believe you should just let her go.

Spanish Lessons with Jose Luis

*huhuhuhu*

need i say more?

joke.

ok. actually, it's nice that he's our professor. with Lola, it was fun. With Jose, it was browbeat, study-til-u-drop kind. That is if you wouldn't want him to comment or "Naku, patay.""Susginoo" when you answer his questions. Si Jose marunong palang managalog, pinahihirapan pa kami. *lol*

when he enters the room, he starts asking you questions like what time you come in, have you eaten, what you ate, where you ate, how you came (LRT, bus, walked), what was your course in college, where you studied...

you may think that these are easy questions, but try it in spanish! especially if you do not know the translation in english yet. The verbs and their conjugations. And I get the questions mixed up, like COMO, QUE, DONDE, CUANTO... they're actually easy, but since he surprises you, you end up blank! With him, you'll never know who's next. one moment it was the farthest guy on your right, then on your left, then you. And he always asks questions. He never spoonfeeds. And to learn, i believe that is the right way to do it.

My notes look like garbage coz I scribble everything... With Lola, I was OC coz i write with red and black pen, now, I can't even write nicely coz there are a lot of things you can learn from him.

Grabe, ang dami kong mistakes... Friday was a huge mess. I ended up being the silent one in class. But, I didn't say that I am quitting... nasanay lang kami kay Lola who's mabait and patient. But we're learning a lot from Jos, and with Lola it's informal. With Jose, we use formal.

Anyway, kanina I was logging into AVE (Aula Virtual Español) and I was thinking like "mamaya na nga to, aral muna ako past lesson".... hay... alala ko, Monday lang nga pala ngayon at bukas pa pasok ko! Engot to the max.

*relax*

or in their terms

*tranquilo, tranquilo.*

Saturday, September 15, 2007

recordé algo



i remembered something.


recordé el día en que hablamos de muerte. when you said that you can't stand it if i died. you said, you'd like it if we died together. and you ask me, how you'd know if I've gone...

"pano kung di tayo magkasama? pano ko malalaman?"

"Hm... makakakita ka ng white rose... every corner... everywhere you looked, you'll find white roses..."

"Ako... pag nauna ako sa yo, bigla na lang may babagsak sa harapan mong white feather. Out of nowhere."

One time we fought. I forgot what it was about. And something happened to make us forget that we were mad at each other. I was in the classroom, he was outside waiting for my class to be over. Then, a note. He slipped a note through the window and had the note passed to me.

When I opened it, what I saw made my skin crawl. Una pluma blanca delicada.

"This dropped in front of me out of nowhere."

Just imagine, on the highest floor of the building. He was sitting with his back on the window. And a white feather drops on his lap.

When class was over, I said...

"Doesn't count. It dropped in front of you, not me. You're a bad boy. You won't die yet."


I dont know what else to do
So I cry
And nobody hears me, I cry
It`s my only solution, I cry
Through all this confusion, I cry
With all of my heart, I cry
--I Cry, Yuri Chika


Madonna - If You F...

"If You Forget Me"

I want you to know one thing
You know how this is

If I look at the crystal moon
At the red branch of the slow autumn at my window
If I touch near the fire the impalpable ash
Or the wrinkled body of the log
Everything carries me to you
As if everything that exists - aromas, light, metals
Were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me

Well, now
If little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you
Little by little
If suddenly you forget me
Do not look for me
For I shall already have forgotten you

If you think it long and mad the wind of banners that passes through my life
And you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots
Remember
That on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms
And my roots will set off to seek another land

But if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me
With implacable sweetness
If each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me
Ahh my love, ahh my own, in me all that fire is repeated
In me nothing is extinguished or forgotten
My love feeds on your love, beloved
And as long as you live, it will be in your arms without leaving mine



 "Si Tu Me Olvidas"
By Pablo Neruda

Quiero que sepas
una cosa.

Tú sabes cómo es esto:
si miro
la luna de cristal, la rama roja
del lento otoño en mi ventana,
si toco
junto al fuego
la impalpable ceniza
o el arrugado cuerpo de la leña,
todo me lleva a ti,
como si todo lo que existe:
aromas, luz, metales,
fueran pequeños barcos que navegan
hacia las islas tuyas que me aguardan.

Ahora bien,
si poco a poco dejas de quererme
dejaré de quererte poco a poco.

Si de pronto
me olvidas
no me busques,
que ya te habré olvidado.

Si consideras largo y loco
el viento de banderas
que pasa por mi vida
y te decides
a dejarme a la orilla
del corazón en que tengo raíces,
piensa
que en esa día,
a esa hora
levantaré los brazos
y saldrán mis raíces
a buscar otra tierra.

Pero
si cada día,
cada hora,
sientes que a mí estás destinada
con dulzura implacable,
si cada día sube
una flor a tus labios a buscarme,
ay amor mío, ay mía,
en mí todo ese fuego se repite,
en mí nada se apaga ni se olvida,
mi amor se nutre de tu amor, amada,
y mientras vivas estará en tus brazos
sin salir de los míos.

Friday, September 14, 2007

i hate some of it, too...

(this is in reference to this)

...waking up so early (i'm not a morning person) -- i actually am a morning person. =)

...when i'm rushed (i tend to forget a lot of things) -- i'll have to remember this.
...cleaning the bathroom (i just do...) -- ako rin. ew!
...fixing a mess that i didn't make (obviously) -- ah... i let the mess maker do the cleaning.
...when i just cleaned then someone will just trash it (how dare you) -- *lol*
...folding clothes (takes a lot of my time) -- i do it while thinking and listening to music.
...gardening (but i love to look at beautiful landscapes) -- this one i don't hate at all.
...stray animals (especially dogs... they might bite) -- hate is a strong word. ako naaawa. but they may bite nga.
...boring movies (yawn) -- i can always press stop or leave. depends on what kind of boring it is. baka kasi boring dahil puro usap, pero may sense naman pinaguusapan, so ok lang.
...when i'm interrupted (rudeness!!!) -- doing what? ako, when i'm reading.
...when nobody listens to me (awww...) -- i always listen to you.
...rude people (manners...) -- don't we all?
...when someone spits in public (gross) -- and urinates. oh, yes. yuck talaga. we always fight when he does spit.
...smelly places (but i go to public markets) -- i rarely go. ayoko ng maputik. kasi ung market namin dito ampanget. and those mataderos tend to wolfwhistle when i pass by noong cute pa ako (hehe). seems like they don't see a lot of girls in shorts. eh kakadiri noh. they're so dumi, smelly, and full of sweat. so, natrauma ako. haha. when he took me there last time and he left me in one corner (kasi bigat na nung dala namin) to go back for fish, wah! takot na takot akong maghintay dun ng magisa. the guys around are all looking so lustfully (if ever that's a word). what more kung ikaw noh!!! gosh, what's with men and the wet market?!!!
...being alone (it's sad) -- ok lang if you're thinking.

...when i'm being played (it's even sadder) -- you don't like being played?!!! haha. seriously, haven't you ever played? lahat naman ata eh. at some point. yun nga lang di natin sinasadya.
...cleaning fishes (it's smelly and messy) -- hm... yeah. but it's ok for me. wag lang akong matutusok nung mga fins. ouch!
...when i have to commute and it's sooo hot (irritating) -- haha. welcome to the Phils!
...waiting in line (boring) -- for what? ako ok lang if it's for something good, and if someone i know is in the line with me and we can talk.
...waiting in general (too boring) -- ayaw mo pala ng boring eh bakit friends tayo?
...a bad company (get me outta here!!!) -- oh yes. the proverbial slut, angsty, konyotik, mayabang person. either one or all of them in one.
...traffic (leg hurts) -- that's coz u'r the one who's driving.
...a bad hair day (big no no!!!) -- *lol* i imagine you would be. but me, i just tie it up.
...when i'm sore (it's painful) -- coz of what?! *lol* lahat naman tayo ata. cept for the masochists.
...when i yell (but still, can't help it) -- yeah, me as well. kakaguilty pa.
...when i'm bored (i get sad) -- i sleep when i'm bored. though, i can't sleep in class.
...when i can't think (it stresses me out) -- haven't met a person who can't think. maybe if you cannot find the words or answers, you mean.
...when i'm pressured (i can't think) -- ah! and the plot thickens. pressure + pressure = can't think.
...threats (as if..) -- *lol* yeah, as if nga. though, it will also depend on the threat and who's making it. now, if it was my mom who's threatening (and sadly for me, Tony), talo ako dun.
...fights (too tiring) -- hah! sinabi mo... kainis di ba?! la namang pupuntahan.
...physical fights (i don't really hit) -- hate it. you can scarcely imagine how much i do hate it.
...word fights (not really my thing) -- hay... this one, too.
...personal dramas (can't we just be happy?) -- we can't. that's the rule of life.

there's a lot more actually. i know "hate" is a strong word, but that's how i put it.

and most importantly...

i hate it when i have no control over things... (don't you hate it too???) -- as i've said, rule of life.

Can you face yours?

What's in your pocket today?
Remove everything and placed them on your scanner, add your face and voila!

Face your pockets.

Cool.

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I actually have to this about 20 times til I got the one i liked, with the slightly puckered lips. weehee...

In my pockets yesterday as I got home:
fone
mp3 player
keys with my coin purse
library card
a piece of my earrings i found on the floor of the sala (must have dropped it)
a pen
coins
a fake coin (and i dunno how it got there)
a hair tie
rosary
a piece of sticker I got off the stairs
oh, and LINT

awfully big pockets, huh? can you say CARGO pants? *hehe*

Thursday, September 13, 2007

hindi ako maganda...




don't be fooled by my pictures... magaling lang ako mag-emote... marunong humarap sa camera... alam ang anggulong babagay... alam ang ilaw na dapat... (in other words, frustrated model) may konting kaalaman sa Photoshop.... kapag hindi maayos sa colored, gawin nating b&w... at malamang magiiba ng sobra ang labas ng litrato.

Crop, crop, and crop away... yan ang isa pang sikreto ng mga camwhores na gaya ko. kung mapapansin, malapad ang noo ko... isa lang ibig sabihin nun noh!
maraming laman--puro tubig.
*bwahahaha*

Dahil dito, kinakailangan kong mag-crop... magbawas ng noo, kumbaga. o kaya'y gaya na lang ng pose na ito--takpan! (hindi, actually, pagod na ulo ko dyan kakatungo)

Isa pang alam ko, mag-erase ng marks... make them almost invisible. Pero, dito, wala naman akong iniba... minsan kasi, gusto kong nailalabas ang butas ng mukha ko... minsan lang naman. Cute minsan eh. Parang dimple sa gitna ng pisngi. Powtek.

Meron akong isang litrato na minsan kong pinost sa Myspace para mai-rate.
Eto ang kinalabasan:





Well... pano ba yan? ganun talaga eh... (1 voteS!)
actually, kung nagpakilala lang sana sa kin yung bumoto, lilibre ko sana siya...
babayaran... kaso, naduwag ata. Natunaw sa akala niya ay kagandahan ko. *lol*

Pero, to set the record straight... hindi ako maganda. Marunong lang. =P

Jesus is just a statue...


yan ang laging sinasabi sa kin ni Dale pag kami ay nagsisimba. Hindi naman daw totoo si Jesus... Jesus is made of wood... meron pang "Look! His eyes are not moving!"

Pag mga ganitong usapan, hindi ko mawari kung ano ang isasagot ko. Pag bata ang kausap mo, isa ata sa mga pinakasensitibong usapin ang usaping relihiyon (at seksual). Lalo na sa gaya ni Dale na kailangan pang maglabas ako ng konkretong ehemplo.

Lagi siyang malungkot tuwing nagsisimba... "I'm bored..." ang lagi niyang sambit.

Hay...

Kaya ganito ang siste... uupo sa statwa ng mga kalabaw sa Greenbelt Chapel.... naghihintay na mamintig ang mga paa, at saka bababa... mananahimik sa isang tabi... o panonoorin ang agos ng tubig sa ilalim ng tulay.

Minsan naiisip ko, hanggang kailan kaya kami ganito? Siyam na taon na siya sa Disyembre. Ewan ko.

Ewan ko.........


bigyan mo ng magandang kwento to...



nakita ko ito sa ibabaw ng bubong na ka-level ng istasyon ng LRT sa Libertad.
Super 'The Mustard Seed' story to...
Isang halaman (may little flowers pa) na tumubo sa concretong bubong.

Friday, September 07, 2007

Yahoo!

Anea

Top 1 in her class
5th honor (overall)
Best in Conduct

 Prize she wants: new jeans and Detective Conan manga (except volumes 2, 4, 5, 7, 10)

Prize she's gonna get: HUGS



Tony

Top 10 in his class




Dale

although "topless" , he did great with 87.66 average and less complaints from his teachers.




**Thank God for small pleasures and big achievements.**

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

SMS

"There are three types of people in this world:

1. The ones who keeps you alive;
2. The ones who would otherwise cause you to die;
and...
3. The ones who manage to do both at the same time."


--sent by Kuting, August 29, 8:50 AM


I have been an SMS addict since I moved to Globe. How can I not be when almost all my friends are? Plus they have the unlitxt service.

In times of loneliness, I find a little happiness whenever my fone beeps, and I see text messages worth reading. Wag lang yung mga galing ng 2346 and all those crap.

So, anyway, I thought of posting those that touched my heart and my funny bone, whenever I can.

At kung ikaw ay Globe, PM mo sa kin number mo, para mapasama ka sa 'mailing list' ko. Not applicable to perverts and such. Joke!