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you stabber

I was thinking why do we have to consider those people around us. For a week or so I feel living in a crammed-full room. Or what I might say… better move out? Parang I have to sacrifice something just to please everybody. Pacifist kase siguro ako? Hehe
Hmm naiinis kase ko sa roommate ko and maybe hmm all of my housemates kase as if naman they are perfect. Why do act as if you did no wrong? Why being synthetic to a friend? A backstabber really the right word should I say? Those persons who mock behind your back? Wtf they are doing? I’d rather choose to be alone than living with them.

"boiling" assh

No updates for a month. I don’t think anything worthwhile.
Just got back from a two-day SL hmm sounds terrible but yes, this month could be a bad one. I’m kinda suffering from “boil” funny but telling you once you have it, you curse it! You suppurate at the same time shout hmp lalo na pag nasanggi hehehe…masakit sya, promise! “The woman with a boil,” that’s how they call me when I got back for work lalo na yung photo editor namin, si Sir Albert, palagi nya kase ko kinukulet e. He kept on thumping my both legs to hear me screech, and all this and all that… nakakapikon nga minsan kase alam ng buong Times hahahah. Pero that’s fine.
But on the lighter side, last August 5, Me and She went out for a movie. We really have fun. Tawa kami ng tawa kase makulet sya, grabe! We walked along Ortigas, wala lang, trip lang. And the best out of it was… he gave a gift, a precious gift… I loved it, really! Thanks anyway “semi-masculine!”

"Rainbow"

Last night I asked God, “Why does He have to create pain and hurt? Why not all laughter and cheers? Why do we have to cry? Why not all smile painted in our face?”
He got my hand and said, “My child you don’t have time to thank me when you’re happy, sometimes I let you experience pain for you to recognize me . . . remember through pains I’m, making you a fighter, the more you hurt the stronger you become…”
I smiled then God added, “. . . always remember that whatever happens everything has a purpose. I always give a rainbow after the rain.”

Ate Ghie (our boss), Ate Lans, Me & Kuya Dex

Eto si Superman (Man of Steel)

Ooppss...not what you think guys we're not with Buddah! that's Kuya Pete he's so malusog no? On the other side is my Ate Lans

Feeling genius...

Here's Kuya Perry, Kuya Mar, Kuya Dex and I

Hot summer fun photos...

(from left) Kuya Perry, Kuya Mar, Kuya Dex, Anget (me), Ate lans, Kuya Benj, Francis (ate Salie's bf), Ate Salie (partly hidden) & Kuya Mulong ang kulet namin no?

isn't it cute?

Wishing still child . . .

miss you...

I miss my Ate Angel a lot. She’s been working overseas for five years now and no talks (as in serious talks) since then. If only I can make it to be with them (together with my niece) tomorrow, I will, surely I will!
Marami akong gustong gawin, syempre para sa family ko, most especially para sa nanay ko, kase sya na lang yung natitira sa’min. I lost my tatay 10 years ago (this coming June 3), so gusto ko sana kung hindi man naranasan ng tatay ko what we have right now, kahit si inay man lang and more than that pa sana para sa kanya...Hahaha
I really wanna go abroad, for a greener pasture syempre. Parang ayoko na muna isipin yung sarili ko this time. Sayang kase yung pinag-paaral ng nanay ko sa’kin kung di ko din naman sya matutulungan di ba?
Sana nga matupad ko lahat ng dreams ko for my family, magawa ko sana din lahat ng gusto ko, pag nangyari yon, siguro masaya na ko… Sigh!

stormy, sleepless night

Damn sleepless night makes me feel something uneasy. A bit worry my roommate, I might wake up for the uncomfortable move I had, doesn’t make sense (they are tulog-mantika, both snoring like swine, as in big swine!!! Hahaha, me bad gurl). Decided to stay out in the room, watched rain falling, looked at the dark-lonely sky (Typhoon Caloy is visiting, anyway, the first tropical storm to visit our country), and many other ridiculous things playing around never help find my sleep. Sad!

But hey, just want to share this:
A lot of us have built dreams with people we hoped with be with us forever. Only to wake up in the world of reality that nothing’s permanent in this world. Love comes and goes, people stay and leave. Life is a cycle. Of finding and losing, of making and breaking, of living and dying. That’s how reality bites…

Show it

One thing I learned: Feelings are made to be expressed, it is not meant to be helpless nor kept…
Don’t be a loser without fight, never make regrets for yourself suffer, because you know what?
In silence it hurts more…

“You’ll Never Really Know Me Until You Know What Turns Me On”

Love changed me the way I think, the way I act, the way I decide. Sometimes I even go against my principle & beliefs in life.
Loving doesn’t mean I’ll be happy always. Sometimes all it provides me is pain and misery. Yet I was blinded by strong emotions that I failed to see reality…
Sometimes letting go is the answer. It hurts like hell but I will soon realize that its better to see the person I love to be happy with someone else than lonely with me. :’(

Light moment with a friend

I was with a friend early this morning, went to NSO to get her authenticated marriage contract (hmmm how we wished?)… rather…birth certificate pala! Ehehe
She was an interesting talker. It was months ago, or a year, I guess, since we chat that long. We enjoyed giving out our stuffs. A laughter we haven’t heard for such time.
Nakakatuwa pala kase we have something in common (a dream for our family).
As we chat and chat and chat, it brought us syempre sa love story of our own. Baka daw kase tumanda kaming dalaga! Hahaha
And it goes like this, “Anget, [that’s how she calls me. Pero it doesn’t mean na panget talaga ko…kapal noh? hahaha] baka tumanda tayo dalaga ah… When we reached age 32 [too old ba?] naku, matakot na tayo, malamang di na tayo magkaka-asawa nun!” We both laughed loud. Ang kulet nga eh, I really missed it.
When that time comes daw na we become “old made” kelangan daw we are both financially stable, meron na kaming savings for ourselves, kase baka daw wala mag-alaga samin! Poor Old Made! Ehehe… cool noh? Pero sana naman wag kami tumandang dalaga! Huhuhuh!

Days after the rain

Rains are like problems it keeps coming back…
Its been two weeks and I still feel helpless. Waking up every morning with unchanged routine really sucks. I hate going to work, there’s someone I don’t want to see.
He tells me something that keeps on coming back. Hoping those words will inspire me. It makes me cry…I felt so down, depressing talaga! It kills me, especially when he’s around. I hate doing all these things, if only I can make in a blindfold… I will! Just letting myself laugh kasi kailangan. And not to let it shows.
I know not all might understand me kaya nga just keep it on my shoe but it couldn’t help. It causes my sleepless nights.
Sana nga there’s someone out there who could understands me. Who I can tell all my stuffs. I’m tired of being sentimental, tired of letting myself ruined by all the stupid things I have in mind. I know I must go on… but not in here…not with the same persons I am with right now!

life.....

"Sometimes you just cant take things back to the way they used to be no matter how you try...regardless of how sorry you are... because in life there are no rewinds, only plays...so play it right!"

“Caligynephobia”

Truly, I don’t know why you guys have to feel this way. Buti na lang I’m hooked on a non-pretty girls out there! Ehehe… Hey boy! Cynical…

“The Importance of Being Idle”

I’ve known someone who uses this online status “the importance of being idle!” Hmmm who’s this kaya? I know, somehow, I can make him laugh? (Hope so!) He’s so makulet. He really makes me laugh even with diminutive things. Pero I tell you guys, it helps! Di ba (____)? Hahah…
But speaking of being idle, I have a lot of idle moments today :) No empty chairs ... ahaha
A relaxing day for all of us (maybe). Thanks God :)

“Pasensya Na” ( A Late-Posted Story)

Sunday night was a great one! I enjoyed my 11-hour sleep with the passion of seeing “My Payatot” the same morning! Fabulous… Monday is supposed to be a “beautiful” day, a brand-new week ahead of us, so let’s begin it “With a Smile” (Hmmm sounds ERASERHEADS, from head to text, isn’t it?) But this Monday seemed to be another “remarkable” day . . . A lot of works have been done. Although it’s a daily task, this could have been an exhausting one. Let me tell you why.
Its been past 4 p.m. when I noticed that one of my co-department’s sit still unoccupied. Although it’s a usual thing that she came office late, it was noticeable, noting we heard nothing from her. The day later, she sent a text message saying she won’t come anymore! Gosh! No reaction at all… no talk… Expect the unexpected! I have 3-news page and 2- Op-Ed page. Deadly!
Another day goes by. It’s Tuesday by the way, her sit still empty … an ofcm8 says, “Maybe she’s not coming again.” Then suddenly a txt msg received… Oh God! She’s not going to work again, she has a problem… “Hmm ‘Pasensya Na’ daw!” OK fine!
Another venomous day!
But anyway, thanks God for the strength….

Payday catastrophe

Yehey! It’s payday! But does it make sense? Hmm for the sake of handling it (the fruit of the fifteen-day effort) maybe… Imagined if you were a would-be mom or on-the-way-to-a-family scenario or with family already? Oh my God it’s hard pala to be on that position kase you have a lot of things to consider and to sacrifice. It was then that I realized why moms keep on asking, “If you were on my shoe, what will you do [to have a good or a tight budget ahead]?” Ganon din pala ang maging ate! hahah... What comes into your mind gals and guys? “Better an old made?”
A payday that nothings left out! Disgusting!

a surprise

It was Sherwin who makes me inspired to come up with this blog (YES! I made it!). I
was surprised knowing he is a blogger now (telling everything about his inner self? it really shocks me . . . ehehe).
I know him for such a timid one, a busy guy that every minute counts. A “bedroom boy,”… Opss… not like what you think guys! : ) He really loves to sleep (like a baby) that’s why I came up with that idea of calling him “bedroom boy.”