Happy birthday Lola Gloria. We miss you so much. Thanks for watching us always from up above. We know you are blissfully resting with the almighty. We love you.

When you think of your past love, you may view it as a failure. But when you find a new love, you view the past as a teacher. In the game of love, it doesn't really matter who win or who lost. What is important is when you know when to hold on and when to let go! You know you really love someone when you want him or her to be happy, even if their happiness means that you're not a part of it. Everything happens for the best. If the person you love, doesn't love you back, don't be afraid to love someone else again, for you'll never know unless you give it a try. You'll never love a person you love unless you risk for love. Love strives in hurting. If you don't get hurt, you don't learn how to love. Love doesn't hurt all the time. Though the hurting is still there to test you, to help you grow. Don't find love, let love find you. That's why its called falling in love because you don't force yourself to fall. You just fall. You cannot finish a book without closing its chapters. If you want to go on, then you have to leave the past as you turn the pages. Love is not destroyed by a single failure or won by a single caress. It is a lifetime venture in which we are always learning, discovering and growing. The greatest irony of love is letting go when you need to hold on, and holding on when you need to let go. We lose someone we love only when we are destined to find someone else who can love us even more than we can love ourselves. On falling out of love, take some time to heal and then get back on the horse. But don't ever make the same mistake of riding the same one that threw you the first time.

To love is to risk rejection.
To live is to risk dying.
To hope is to risk failure.

But risk must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing! To reach for another is to risk involvement, to expose your feelings is to expose true self, to love is to risk to be loved in return.

How to define love: fall but do not stumble, be constant but not too persistent, share and never be unfair, understand and try not to demand, hurt but never keep the pain. Love is like a knife. It can stab the heart or it can carve wonderful images into the soul that always last for a lifetime. Love is supposed to be the most wonderful feeling. It should inspire you and give you strength and joy. But sometimes, the things that give you joy can also hurt you in the end. Loving people means giving them the freedom to be who they choose to be and where they choose to be. For all the heartaches and the tears out, for gloomy days and fruitless years, you should give thanks, for you know, that there were the things that helped you grow. Loving someone means giving him the freedom to find his way, whether it leads towards you or away from you. Love is a painful risk to take but the risk must be taken no matter how scary or painful, for only then you'll experience the fullness or humanity and that is love. Only love can hurt your heart, fill you with desire and tear you apart. Only love can make you cry and only love knows why. If you're not ready to cry, then you're not ready to fall in love. There was a time in our lives when we become afraid to fall in love coz every time we do, we get hurt.

But then, I figured, that's why its called falling in love.

My Blame

If you see me walking the road with someone else, it's not because I like his company, it's because you're not brave enough to walk beside me. If you hear me talking about him all the time, it's not because he pleases me, it's because you're too deaf to hear my heartbeat. If you feel me falling for someone new, it's not because I love him, it's because you're not there to catch me if I fall. If you feel lost, I am too nowhere. I don't know where the road is going. Are we gonna cross each other's path or just completely turn around?? Will we let go of what we had or go to the place where love is bound??

Don't let me walk with him, it's you I want to walk with.
Don't let me talk of him, it's you I want to talk with.
Don't let me fall for him, it's you I want to fall in love with...

Now, where would this go?

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Sender: rina2200@**.com
Subject: BAD TAGALOG TRANSLATIONS FOR ENGLISH SONGS

Too Young - Nakana mo batang bata.
Hey Jude - Hoy Hudas bawal 123.
Power of Love - Buntis.
Three Times a Lady - Super Bakla.
Can't be with you tonight - Meron ako ngayon.
King and Queen of Hearts - Pusoy na.
More than a Woman - Tomboy pala.
Can you feel the love tonight - Nakasupot kasi ako.
Too Much - Wag kang abuso.
Superwoman - Chimay.
Two become One - Hala na.
Like A Virgin - Prosti ka diba?

Ate Pam's post today is the only thing that made me super laugh out this day, that it came to the point that I accidentally blew a bubble on my nose.

- I REMEMBER -

.a different co-ed school after grade school. I hated it.
.My other freshman classmates were lucky to have good seats while I was stuck with an onion smelling girl beside me.
.Skip P.E. class, hide in the Cr.
.Make excuses to sleep in the clinic.

.Freshman and Sophomore top student.
.Varsity player.
.I am only friends with seven teachers out of twenty five. I love Mr. Siao!
.Ms. Ibno cried.
.Going to class kneeling from ground to third floor.
.Skip fire drills, burn notebooks of your classmates.

.T2E.
.Smoking in our room ledge.
.Relative ignorance.
.Spilled a glass of water on the head of Joanna Rebojah.



.My high school cafeteria makes me sick.
.Ms. nutrition beauty pageant. It sucked big time.
.Running for representative at student council.
.Sarimanok dance.
.Drinking inside the bus on field trip.
.I got my bestfriend. It's greater than life.
.Hang outs.
.Going home late.
.Air force training.
.Math and Science quiz bee.
.Never ending church masses and prayers.
.Foundation day and Intramural.
.SURPRISE HOLIDAYS - NO CLASSES!
.United Nations, Linggo ng Wika.
.Frog and rat dissecting.
.Eating free!
.foot smelling adoration chapel.
.RETREAT!
.Prom
.Cat fights, Fistfights.
.Half days.
.Underground.
.Dead End.
.Julius almost burnt the entire school building with one big paper ball.

There's a lot more memories to remember. Whether you've been good or bad, you would still count high school was the best part of school period.

...

Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck the three of you!!! Oh yeah. Makakarma din kayo.

I'm not indecent as you guys are but I can be just don't push me.

End of the third round, As I put the phone down. Chasing the same lines over the old ground. I'm pushing zero where is my hero? He's out there somewhere, left of the middle.

And your world falls down. And you're there calling out. But it's something I can't say, though it seems the only way. But its a game that I can't play - Not today.

I got my ticket, and I got a straight road. I'm passing the same signs, over and over.

And my world falls down. And you're there calling out. But it's something I can't say though it seems the only way. But its a game that I can't play - Not today.

I need to tell you, trying to get it through. It's not always easy. Left of the Middle.

Gratitude Expression

"Jaz, they're here."
"What the.. Di nga Coy?"

Yes. My shoe gods have spoken. They had arrived. Hearing those three words cracked me up last Saturday morning. I really don't expect it will arrive that early. Gosh.

I know someone will get mad at me because I decided to blog this thing. I respect our agreement to keep quiet but I just can't figure out a different way to thank you guys on how much I appreciate all the stuffs that I get from your shop. I already sent you letters, cards, free stubs, etc. etc. So I thought I'll express my sincere gratitude by blogging your good deeds here.

As most girls prepare for going out on a Saturday night event or a party or whatever, I also prepared myself for a different celebration. I really have to look good on this one because they might not like me. I'm really nervous.

Last Saturday night, Ara and I went to a place which is not to be named, to get our new pairs of sneakers. we had been connected with this small shop for two years now. They offer different types of shoes whether marked or not, and you'll definitely have great finds in great affordable prices in their best quality. They even offer to personalise your shoe depending on what concept or design you would want or if you want, you'll personalise it by yourself. Isn't that amazing? I do not know how Coy,[the owner] manages to sell those goody goodies in such great bargain and I'm thankful we're one of the chosen ones. [his two words meaning privileged customer]As soon as we arrive, my heart melted.




I was so exited that I am thinking on wearing one instead of what I am wearing now.


Even Ara was speechless when she tried hers.




Thanks to you guys, I walked away in the shop carrying three new pairs which I shed out for less than a thousand pesos. I knew you could make things possible on shoes. I knew the moment I met you and the time that you said that my feet are in good hands, it's true. I could really depend on you.

You guys rock!

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Sneaker farewell

As soon as we arrived home, we decided to hoard shoes and put some in the market. So, I called some people to help us with. It's not that we don't want them anymore, we just want to share love on other sneaker lovers out there.

All of you guys interested, check it up at my multiply account, or email me, or leave me a message.

The different variation of shoes comes with or without their boxes, some were never worn, and some were worn once, maximum was four times.

GIRL FACTS

When a girl is quiet,
Millions of things are running in her mind.

When a girl is not arguing,
She is thinking deeply.

When a girl looks at you with eyes full of questions,
She is wondering how long you will be around.

When a girl answers "I'm fine" after a few seconds,
She is not at all fine.

When a girl stares at you,
She is wondering why you are lying.

When a girl lays on your chest,
She is wishing for you to be hers forever.

When a girl calls you everyday,
She is seeking for your attention.

When a girl wants to see you everyday,
She wants to be pampered.

When a girl says "I love you",
She means it.

When a girl says that she can't live without you,
She has made up her mind that you are her future.

When a girl says "I miss you",
No one in this world can miss you more than that.

...

GUY FACTS

When a guy is quiet,
He's listening to you.

When a guy is not arguing,
He realizes he's wrong.

When a guy looks at you with eyes full of questions,
he expects you to leave him soon.

When a guy says "I'm Fine after a few minutes",
he means it.

when a guy stares at you,
he thinks you're the most beautiful thing in the world.

when you're laying your head on a guys chest,
he has the world.

when a guy calls you everyday,
he is in love.

when a (good) guy say he loves you,
he means it.

when a guy says he cant live without you,
he's with you till you're done.

when a guy says i miss you,
he misses you more than you could have ever miss him or anything else.

Heart's day flashback

Lunch with friends at Bluewave. House chillin, Car show, Went to a concert, Received flowers and a book.

It was awesome and memorable.

And now at this very present day..

Woke up irritated because someone fucking touched your mobile phone and intentionally erased all the messages stored.

Spent 700 text messages [thanks to smart for the monthly 'free'] for Happy since yesterday afternoon.

Greeted over 58 people.

Received two Valentine's card.

Created a love affair at Hallmark Channel.

Watched If Only seven times in a row.

Realised that I do mean a lot to a certain person.

I stayed inside the house, burried myself in my pillows, bonded with my soul, and indeed I'm happy.

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Welcome to Friendster world Happy.

And I welcome myself to Skype world.

Since Valentine's is a day away..

. If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away. If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him stay.
. Stop making excuses for a man and his behavior.
. Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache.
. Stop trying to change yourselves for a relationship that's not meant to be.
. Slower is better.
. Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you truly happy.
. If a relationship ends because the man was not treating you as you deserve then heck no you can't "be friends." A friend wouldn't mistreat a friend.
. Don't settle.
. If you feel like he is stringing you along, then he probably is.
. Don't stay because you think "it will get better." You'll be mad at yourself a year later for staying when things are not better.
. The only person you can control in a relationship is you.
. Avoid men who've got a bunch of children by a bunch of different women. He didn't marry them when he got them pregnant, why would he treat you any differently?
. Always have your own set of friends separate from his.
. Maintain boundaries in how a guy treats you. If something bothers you, speak up.
. Never let a man know everything. He will use it against you later.
. You cannot change a man's behaviors. Change comes from within.
. Don't EVER make him feel he is more important than you are...even if he has more education or in a better job.
. Do not make him into a quasi-god. He is a man, nothing more nothing less
. Never let a man define who you are.
. Never borrow someone else's man.
. If he cheated with you, he'll cheat on you.
. A man will only treat you the way you ALLOW him to treat you.
. All men are NOT dogs.
. You should not be the one doing all the bending...compromise is a two way street.
. You need time to heal between relationships...there is nothing cute about baggage...deal with your issues before pursuing a new relationship.
. You should never look for someone to COMPLETE you...a relationship consists of two WHOLE individuals...look for someone complimentary...not supplementary.
. Dating is fun...even if he doesn't turn out to be Mr. Right.
. Make him miss you sometimes...when a man always know where you are, and your always readily available to him- he takes it for granted.
. Never move into his mother's house.
. Never co-sign for a man.
. Don't fully commit to a man who doesn't give you everything that you need. Keep him in your radar but get to know others.

They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, and an entire life to forget them. I guess that's what love is. Do you think so?

2.12.07

I'm officially back from painting.

Physically, mentally [retarded], emotionally [deranged]. I arrived late than expected. Gone south side to meet up with Maps. Can't believe I was able to carry almost seven fucking kilos of weight on my back pack and more or less five on one hand. My bones were cracking.

Dude spent his one whole night just to watch, and fetch me from time to time. He really took care of me. Spent the first painting day of my life with new people, Ryan, Mj, Chickenjoy [Gorg's brother], Allan and with the rest of the old gang. Happy slept very early, didn't have chance to be with him. Dude and I had a pact, it was awful. I feel guilty. If only Happy was awake, it wouldn't happen. I feel guilty. Finished painting at five in the morning. And felt guilty. Went to bed with my head swirling. And felt guilty.

Friday painting went quite good. Woke up early, had a short talk with Maps in the morning and went at Bk's after lunch. Finally, Happy was with me. All of them helped me this day. Even my newly found friends, Mark and his cousin Richard. Gpo boys arrived, I expected them to help me but they didn't. Dude saw me painting with Happy, he gave me an awful snare, that hurt. I wanted to tell him I'm sorry, he didn't gave me a chance not even a pinch. Happy decided to paint alone and let me rest. It was great. Happy took me higher while Dude was pulling me down.

Saturday painting was neutral. Some who offered help painted different kinds of bad angles and illustrations and some painted OK. Happy helped me put some of the finishing touches and still my big picture isn't finished.

Sunday was the last day. Went to mass, Spent few minutes of painting with Happy, Talk. Talk. Talk. Thanks to Von and Abel, my big picture wouldn't be finished without them.

And now, I am not only looking on a simple four day painted picture but I am merely looking on a great masterpiece. I admit that without the help of others I wouldn't be able to finish my obra. It may seem rough on some angles and sweet on sides, and it may irritate you on your first look, but in the end, you will see it as one of you may call picture perfect.

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I heard that our Boxing Champ is running for Congress. What the fuck?!?

Thursday

I made this early blogging because I know I have a lot of things jammed for five days starting today. This is fucking cruelty but I have no options but to do it or else I'll be thrown out of their insane world and I'll be in struggle in living my life again.

Last night, I watched the videos of mozzie play live. It was so great that I hope I could actually see them play. I remember eight years ago, I only see them play 'pretty fly for a white guy' in the living room. Now, they play live at different bars and they even have their own songs. Their compositions are great and I love Starfucker. It rocks!! :]


I am getting old. My sense of sight is losing it's quality. Now I really have to wear glasses. My contacts ain't reliable anymore. Lot of veins are appearing to my hands. Whenever I wake up, I feel pricks on my bones and muscles. This morning, I even have to take hot water for bath which I usually hate. I am really getting old, good thing I cut my hair yesterday the impression was I look more younger than my age now.

I will be painting my life with different colors today, well at least for five days. If there is so much work to be done, I hope there will also be so much fun.

She is quite pressuring me to get married at this early age.

My left neck is hurting or my jaw muscles or that part lower than my chin and cheeks. I checked inside my mouth and I didn't see anything wrong. I think I will be getting mumps or something.

I want a guy..

. Who gets along especially with my bestfriend.
. Who tells me that I am beautiful.
. Who holds my hand at any moment, even just for a second.
. Who hugs me from behind.
. Who leaves me messages to wake up to.
. Who wrestles with me. :]
. Who doesn't go hang out with his ex when I'm not with him.
. Who walks over to hug and kiss me after talking to another girl. Letting me know I'm his and they aren't.
. Who writes me notes or call me just to say 'hi'.
. Who introduces me to his friends... As his girlfriend.
. Who plays with my hair.
. Who definitely picks me up.
. Who gets upset if another guy touched me and I don't like it.
. Who makes me laugh.
. Who lets me fall asleep in his arms.
. Who kisses me if I'm mad at him.
. Who tells me that he cares about me.
. Who gives me pillows, flowers, and anything with peanut butter.
. Who treats me the same even if he's around with my friends. As when we're alone.
. Who looks me in my eyes and smile.
. Who hangs out with me on weekends.
. Who kisses me in the rain.
. Who kisses me just for the heck of it.
. Who lets me listen to his genre of music.
. Who will definitely not forget my birthday.
. Who takes anything from me even if he doesn't like it.
. Who calls me just to say hello.
. Who recognizes all of the small things.
. Who hangs out with me whenever he's free.
. Who will show he cares about me.
. Who have patience about my tantrums and flicks of my head.
. Who dances with me even without music.
. Who listens with me when I talk.
. Who can say he loves me and he means it.

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Flooding

Here's some list of videos [shameless plugging] I recently uploaded.

Thanx to emon.

p.s.
I was so annoyed and pissed off this day, that I decided to cut my hair. Wanted to post some pictures but I'm afraid my computer will not accept it and you'll be hella scared to look at the results. Hahahaha

My name means

You entered: Jazmine Ma. Ystrella
There are 17 letters in your name.
Those 17 letters total to 69
There are 6 vowels and 11 consonants in your name.

What your first name means:

French Female A flower name from the older form Jessamine.
Arabic Female A flower name from the older form Jessamine.


Your number is: 6

The characteristics of #6 are:

Responsibility, protection, nurturing, community, balance, sympathy.

The expression or destiny for #6:

The number 6 Expression provides you a truly outstanding sense of responsibility, love, and balance. The 6 is helpful and ever conscientious, making you quite capable of rectifying and balancing any sort of inharmonious situation. You are a person very much inclined to give help and comfort to those in need. You have a natural penchant for working with the old, the young, the sick, or the underprivileged. Although you may have considerable creative and artistic talents, the chances are that you will devote yourself to an occupation that shows concern for the betterment of the community.

The positive side of the number 6 suggests that you are very loving, friendly, and appreciative of others. You have a depth of understanding that produces much sympathetic, kindness, and generosity. The qualities of the 6 make the finest and most concerned parent and one often deeply involved in domestic activities. Openness and honesty is apparent in your approach to all relationships.

If there is an excess of the number 6 in your makeup, you may exhibit some of the negative traits associated with this number. There may be a tendency for you to be too exacting and demanding of yourself. In this regard, you may at times sacrifice yourself (or your loved ones) for the welfare of others. In some cases, the over zealous 6 has difficulty distinguishing helping from interfering. You may have difficulty expressing your own individuality, because of involvement with responsibilities and causes. Like all with the Expression of the number 6, it's quite likely that you worry much too much.

Your Soul Urge number is: 22

A Soul Urge number of 22 means:

The Soul Urge of the master number 22 is very much that of the master builder. You would like to use your abilities in an important humanitarian undertaking, and have an innate desire is to express the significant power you feel in a concrete manner, as a builder, engineer, diplomat, etc. In some way you want to make a considerable contribution to the world.

The 22 gives a broad, universal outlook with a rather practical and common-sense approach. You have especially high intelligence, with an unusual perception and awareness. This number often denotes a high degree of diplomatic abilities and high ideals. You are a very capable person and you may possess special leadership abilities that you can and should develop. People respect you and recognize your superior foresight and vision.

The negative side of the 22 soul urge is a high degree of nervous energy and a tendency to be very dominating. It is unfortunate that all who possess the urge of 22 do not use its energies to the greatest advantage; but then it should be recognized that these energies are understandably the most difficult to focus and direct.

Your Inner Dream number is: 11

An Inner Dream number of 11 means:
You dream of casting the light of illumination; of being the true idealist. You secretly believe there is more to life than we can know or prove, and you would like to be provider of the 'word' from on high.

Your Personality:

You're a dreamer and visionary. You believe you were put on this earth to do something great.

You in Love:

You're very passionate but often too busy for love. You need a man who sees your vision and adopts it as his own.

Your Career:

You need a job that helps you make a difference. You have a bright future as a guru, politician, teacher, or musician.

2.06.07

Ode to the Nice Guys

This rant was written for the Wharton Undergraduate Journal

This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.

This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.

This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all OK and she shouldn't’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.

The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn't’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.

So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, insane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.

Fu-zu Jen, SEAS/WH, 2003

http://www.stwing.upenn.edu/~jenf/writing/rant04.html

thanx suyen.

It took me thirty fucking attempts to post this. Bakit kaya?

Chronic - Second Chapter

Yesterday was the Twins' birthday bash. We don't have any helpers so mother and I decided to get up at exactly three in the morning. The preparation of food for over a hundred visitors is not a small deal, most specially it's buffet. Our family members arrived a little bit late than expected and grandpa was the last man standing over his friends on their drinking session.

Cooking is my passion and it helps me realise new things.

The only time my mother and I really, as in really talk is when we cook together.

Slicing vegetables is harder than slicing meat.

Onions only make you teary when you're afraid of it.

One of my mom's guy neighbor is cute.

Joseph is a sweet sensible guy.

Lastly, even if your back and arms ache, even if your face got pimples from prolonged exposure to the heat of the stove, even if you cut your finger twice at the same part, even if the amount of alcohol you consumed is little, even witnessed the satisfaction of people while eating, hearing them say the food was great, and seeing my mom smile every time she looks at me is worth it. Every part of it.

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Hair no more

One of my friends had some sort of love connection for six years. His hair. It's his girlfriend. All of his attention was on it. He takes good care of it, and never let anyone cut or even play with it. His hair is longer than mine and I admire him for his discipline on maintaining a good super long hair and a neat look.

Today, I decided to take a walk outside and sniff some fresh air. My jaw dropped. I didn't expect what I saw.

My friend's super long hair was finally gone.

I asked him what happened, he said he had a good sleep last night and decided to go to a barber shop and cut it very short this morning and keep it as remembrance. So it means that for six years, he never got any good sleep at all. I never believed that answer. I mean for six years of taking care of something that really means a lot, and one day you just realised that you have to take it off is quite puzzling to me. Whatever reasons he may have, I hope it's his right decision.

I can see more of his neat face now. He looks cute. Really cute. :]

Friday Madness

1. The first time I saw my mother lost her temper. Whew.. She never gets tired of talking but this time, it's a different phase I witnessed. Today, she was really pissed about this bitch who stabbed her back many times. The only twist was she ended up arguing with grandpa in front of me, and in front of a family friend. I don't know what to do because I'm caught up between them. They're both right in some ways, at the same time, they're also wrong. Luckily it was just a short skit. They jumped into the ending and decided to call it off.

2. My aunt and her boyfriend broke up. I knew there was something wrong I just can't figure it out in a blast, until I read both of their blogs. I wish it isn't official or something. I pray that they'll be fine.

3. I cut my left middle finger very deep. Very deep that I almost cried and I turned very pale that my mom got nervous.

4. Learned to cut meat for the first time. It's the twins' bash tomorrow. Won 5 games of Solitaire in a row. As in a row.

5. And last but not the least, ladies and gentlemen, I am going to sleep beside my grandpa tonight. I can't remember when was the last time I slept beside him. He had no choice. Hahahaha.

Hearty Thursday

"Hoy sino date mo sa 14?? Valentine's na, malamang si ano, ano, ano..."

I had four invitations for the love day but honestly speaking, I don't care if I will be having a date or not. I don't expect it anymore. It's not that I am now a man hater morbid converted person, I just don't feel going out with someone as of the moment. I still have way so many responsibilities to think and take care of. The unsolved issue between my family, My quest for a new field to work with, finding a not so perfect place but enough for a shelter, and things not meant to be said as of the moment.

I received a mail from someone I lost track for a while. He included some edited pictures of himself and his son, and a song.

you said i lied you screamed i cried
you pack your things you wanna leave
you get car keys and head for the door

now am down on my knees am begging you please don't go
don't give up on us now we can work it out don't go

maybe am wrong and your right
i said am sorry i don't wanna fight
just calm down and hold me tight
and dry the tears in my eyes

now am down on my knees am begging you please don't go
don't give up on us now we can work it out don't go

why cant we kiss and make up
i don't want to ever break up
why cant we forgive and forget
and stay together

now am down on my knees am begging you please don't go
don't give up on us now we can work it out don't go, don't go...


Cupid is trying to hit me with his arrow again.