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Pepe at Maria

November 17, 2009

 

Our first year together is full of challenges, heartaches and mostly, lies… but  there was hope despite the tears.

 
 

I think this is our first picture… I just got a new camera phone then.
Mukha akong tanga. haha. panget pa rin.
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Lex celebrationis in San Beda College of Law. We were at the field waiting
for our classes to be suspended.  I was trying to read. He was watching the cheerleaders. hehe 
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CAS library looking for something to read during christmas vacation. 
Sat there for a while both of us trying to find interesting books with pictures to show each other.

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 San Beda Quad… our fave hang out school. 
We were supposed to study there but we often
end up just chatting or fighting. :P   always the extremes,
us two.  either so happy or monstrously angry with each otehr.
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 @ Manang’s Calamares. Our lunch place almost everyday. 
The customers here, too, are audiences of the many times I cried.
“Crying Lady”
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1-G Batch 2005 Christmas Party @ Ihaw ihaw sa Piging. Photobucket
 
 
 
 
 
 
 I forgot when this was taking but I think it’s while waiting
for the procession to start. Pista ng Sto. Nino in Beda. Frolics 07. 
Later after this, Erwin’s friends came and we played Text Twist on his Palm Zire.
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the height of boredom

I guess this is it. I’ve told my sister that if I really feel bored these days, I will start taking pictures of clothes we no longer get to use not because they’ve been out of style but because they no longer fit us both.  We’re both growing so fast as if we just reached puberty. haha.  But I think I’m already bigger than her. What with my mom’s cooking and on the hour updates of what’s available to eat in our fridge or even in the bag of groceries beside my bed (my sister’s bed, where i sleep when she’s not home).

I’ve posted to sell a skirt in ebay. anyone interested? haha. they’re small. Also a short sleeved polo, which is indeed cute, by the way.  Such cuteness that I forced myself to wear it sometimes and end up with bruises (as in pasa) on my braso kse nga the sleeves, which are cringed by garter for more cuteness, are really tight.  Just imagine.. i can no longer hold the whole circumference of my braso with my hand.  to think that i have long fingers bacause i am quite tall and i play the piano (i believe it matters).

I didn’t even iron the clothes. hehehe. I just lay them flat on my bedroom floor and took a picture and then wallah!!! it’s up for grabs in ebay noW! hahaha

I was playing tennis in wii a while before that. But my mom keeps on reacting everytime i miss and the other team scores. It irritates me.  Thast’s why as much as i would want to burn a lot of calories by playing wii, i could not stand even turning it on when they’re around.  I’d wait that they’re busy doing chores or sleeping before I start.  OK. I’m not that good in tennis. I don’t even know any sport in real life.  Although I played for the seniors’ volleyball team last year. haha. and end up hating myself and wishing my teammates don’t hate me.  I really want to play hula hoops in wii… later maybe.

Papsy isn’t home yet… been in our barangay hall since this morning.  I think he is nominated for Best Lupon and I think there’s some kind of screening happening there now with the DILG representatives.  My mahal is also nominated for that award in their brgy… I just don’t know if he accepted the nomination or convinced the rest of them to nominate another.

My stomach aches. I’ll be playing poker… My dishes would be cooked still later…

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I’m baaack!

November 16, 2009

Yes, Iam. But I can’t get myself to write an entry better than this though I’ve been thinking of a lot of things while I was taking a bath this afternoon. haha. I was planning on this comeback and thinking of how much time i would spen trying to relearn how this thing works and figure out how to change the designs and colors.  I guess not much have changed… I still can’t edit the template.  But I’m thankful I’m back here.  Thankful that my site is still here.  This is one of the best sites i’ve got… coz of the URL. :)   i guess i’m one of the first who signed up for this. Good thing.

I was also thinking, of course, of the content I would be starting to put here.  I was thinking that I could, maybe, make this my online scrapbook.  Just for me. I don’t tell my friends about this site. hehe. Only a few of my friends know how corny I could get sometimes.  But then again I was thinking this would be a no-pretensions-only-contradictions site.  That I don’t have to pretend that I’m insightful and all… I just have to write whatever’s on my mind each time I log in.  Like right now. hah! I don’t even have to write in english… except that sometimes, if I write like how I speak… it would really be awful… not with my own intonations and facial expressions.

Last time I logged in here, I found some rude comments made by envious females who might have stumbled upon my site for reasons I don’t know.  One, I think, is a doctor and the other, an OFW or someone who was just lucky to have married an alien.  I also don’t know if they intentionally left their email addresses as a link to their  names at my shoutbox or they’re stupid enough to do so.  Sorry but they really irritated me.  I tried to search for them in friendster and facebook… thinking of leaving them a message… a civil and decent message… to tell them my appreciation for their praises and well wishes (the opposites, of course)… but then again, i thought, I would just make matters worse for myself if i do that… I don’t feel good when I do bad things and keep on feeling guilty about it until I manage to try to make amends for whatever i’ve done no matter who did the wrong first.  So now, I’ve written a caveat on this site. HAH!!! as if that would be enough to keep the bitches away. :P I could have written their names here… but I’ve forgotten them.  

I read my posts from years ago… funny… the guy I was talking about then is now my boyfriend for more than 3 years.  And everything went well.  Everyhting’s right.  Everything turned and will be fine.  Ako pa rin ang laging nakikita at laging nasisisi at laging may kasalanan… but it’s ok now… I have much better reasons to understand why.  We’re even planning to get married in 2012… maybe around December… coz it’s the end of the world. Kidding. Corny.  We just want to look forward to that day… 12/21/2012.

 

Here we are with our best smiles…

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I miss the adela girls — the Superfoxes. :P

 

 

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Thanks to yellow for the nice feedback.   I understood it. My mom’s from Bacolod.

I was playing poker when I started this. I lost 6,000 and immediately closed the window.  I’m not as lucky these days.  I couldn’t even be proud that I’ve reached 1M chips coz by the end of that day, i only got 4K.  Adik lang tlga. :P

I’ll try to finish Eclipse later.  If i’m not sleepy yet after praying the rosary.  Yes, I try to pray the rosary everyday, not just once coz I’ve missed praying for other days and I’m trying to catch up now.  It’s my lifelong promise to pray the rosary everyday or everytime I have nothing to do… Coz I have a very important prayer, a wish to God that I would forever be thankful for if He grants it… 

Oh well…

 

Posted by rebecca at 10:19 PM | permalink | Add comment

super late post (almost 2 years ago)

April 7, 2008

:) Sabi sa commercial ng ItsaMatch.Com sa Home Radio, kahit daw iba ang mga words na sinasabi, kahit walang sense, at pare-pareho lang ang words na ginagamit pero iba-iba ang meaning, pagnagkaintindihan kayo ng kausap mo, same wavelength kayo…. actuially sabi dun, compatible daw. Eh kaso d naman yun applicable samin. Hehe. Sobrang magkakasama nalng tlga kami palagi na kahit sounds lang, gets na namin. hehe. 

Chorva (n) - Si Chorva. May kanya kanyang chorva ang bawat tao. Crush. Love. At kung sino mang tao na di mabanggit ang pangalan at the moment.  Pwede ring codename sa taong kinaiinisan.

           (v) - Something na nagawa na di mabanggit dahil taboo or wala lang talagang word to describe it.

Ibang level - OA. out of this world. extreme.

Moment - a time for oneself.  a time for silence.  nagtatampo. badtrip. may PMS. Wala sa mood. Naiirita. Naiiyak.

Tumbling - dahilan kung bakit namaga ang uncle ni Mau. Nagka-Auntie pa sya. Pagdi nakapag-aral, tumbling na lang sa class.

NGNGNGNGNGNGNGNGNG!!!!!! - IBANG LEVEL NA NAKAKAIRITA!!! AS IN! NAGNGINGITNGIT SA IRITA!!! (yan ang nararamdaman ko ngayon!!)

:) Pagnarinig ang favorite song sa radio, kahit tulog, gigisingin, kahit naliligo, lalabas sa bathroom, kahit nakaalis na ng bahay, babalik pa! exaggerated yun lahat. hehe.  For keeping the memories alive for 30 years… Mau - Stand Up for Love, We Belong. Yel - Because of You, Sabihin Mo Na. Faith - Alipin.  Bec - walang kamatayang What ABout Love, Ang Maong, Di Kumukupas Tulad ng PCSO, at yung song ni Lovie Poe (ewan sa spelling).  Unfortunately, my song is the least often played.

:) 

 

 

Posted by rebecca at 3:22 PM | permalink | Add comment

sad again…

February 17, 2007

sabi ng friends ko… as  long as the happy moments outnumber the sad ones, i could stick to wherever i am now.

but as i come to think of it… it’s not that the im-so-in-love-with-you-thanks-for being -here moments outnumber the i-hate-you-why-do-i-have-to-meet-someone-like-you moments… it’s just that the former outwiegh the latter. Every second i spend with him, i cherish.  Everything we have now, i know, will eventually fade…

as i promised… i’ll be around as long as it matters

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