You Are Always Be Remembered

You never failed to make us laugh
You have ways to comfort our aching hearts
You showed us the meaning of true love =))

And...
Even if sometimes you made wrong decisions
Even if others do not understand you
Even if they talk crazy things about you

I could not care less
Coz, I know the true you

Though...
We can never share our thoughts anymore
I can not glimpse that pretty face of yours
And I can never hear that hearty laugh again

But...
I am still jubilant nevertheless
And I am truly happy of where you are now

Coz...
While we mourn of your loss
Someone is rejoicing to meet you in heaven

You have lived a complete and honest life
Then tears is inappropriate response to your death
That is why I send with you a SMILE :)

Goodbye Ma Nacin
My love for you will never die
You are always be remembered
Til we meet again!!

Weekend Blues

I got bored yesterday, plus it's very hot so I went out of the house and planned to stay all day in the mall. The temperature is rising and I could almost taste el niño on my lips. Man, 8:00am sun could burn my skin, and that's the understatement of the year. Anyways, I was hoping to hitched the mall's airconditioning so I went in e-mall to stroll and to cool down. And then, I went to my fave stop, bookstore, just to see what's new in lit, novels and the likes. Just when I passed the magazine section when I saw TVGuide that features Ellen Pompeo. I don't buy magazines but she's my favorite and she looks stunning.. It's a February issue and I'm a little bit behind, but hey, it's Ellen. I can't not grab it. She's just so gorgeous and what I've read from the write-ups is that she's a nice person and very down-to-earth. I'm going nuts over her and I think I'm having a girl crush. Yikes! And at 40, she's stunning. She's always looks happy and her laugh is cute. Contagious. I think I'm her number one fan here in the Philippines. Yeebah!

chu-churot-churot

I'm so sapot mo super sayan nako.

I'm so down. Today sucks. If there's downer than ground, then that will be it. I could not even manage to fake a smile. If I could disappear, I'll gladly will. I even wish on my lucky star that the floor would eat me alive. I invested so much for this - energy, time, brain. I give my whole heart. Then, in a blink of an eye... It's all WASTED. Damn. And then, my stomach aches, OMG, I only had oxygen and a pint of water since I woke up. It's almost 1pm and I still don't have a decent meal. If I could only tell the whole world what had happened today... Ugh, but I can not, I will not and I should not. I want to scream the 'f' word and flash a 'finger'. I always tell myself to chillax, but my hormones are overflowing. Oh, WASTED!!!

What irritates me most is that I have no one to blame. What had happened is all my fault. I had it in me but I blow it off. Now the trust is gone. What had left is sympathy. Stupid me, why can't I remember all the TO DO's? What are those notebooks and ballpens are for? I could have write it and paste it on my brow. So that my tiny-tiny little brain could master it. I'm such a lame ass loser.

Then, I could not take the fasting anymore, I went to Julie's Resto below, and bingo, he was there. Drool. This is the person that I used to searched in facebook and in all social sites. OH MY! OH MY! It seems like the world stop. I ordered something then totally forgot what is it. I don't even understand what I eat on the whole meal. Gosh! He saves my day. He brought my spirit back. He took half of my misery. And now I can chillax already.

Sam and Zoie Nuptials

This is why I missed the POSI outing. It's my bro's wedding... Yay, everyone's excited. Although the pre-event is kind of chaotic, but the stress and fatigue paid off because the wedding is so beautiful, I nearly moved to tears.

A day before:
April 9, 2010, good thing it's holiday (Araw ng Kagitingan), so, I could leave the city earlier and be home a day longer. I should have been with the teammate's outing but I'm the wedding errand girl, so I didn't make it and went straight home instead. I was riding on a Sunrays' bus, sat comfortably and readied myself to snooze off (3 hours of tracking is pretty boring) when I heard blast. I found out, we just hit the jeepney, we went out and someone told us to wait because we will be transferred to another bus. To make the story short, I arrived home one hour later than expected.

On the big day:
The whole household is in rumble. Everyone is on the move, no-one stand still. I even woke up 4am to clean the house (sisterly side of me). Make-ups here, gowns of the whole entourage, cameras all over (make sure we capture every scene in this grandiose event), run from one place to another, tittle-tattle, playing the role of wed organizer (kuno) - making sure everything is perfect.

In the church:
Its very quiet and solemn, time is perfect, everything is in order, and then come the processional march of the whole entourage. It was so beautiful, the song, the aisle, the flowers, the participants. No words could describe it but PERFECT.

Then the reception:
The whole place is a helter-skelter. You cannot hear your own voice. But, the food is great and there's a videoke, anyone can sing there heart's out.. I want to do my own rendition of Celine D's "To Love You More" but there's china and glasses everywhere, I might broke them, so, I just satisfied myself from listening.

Overall, it is a memory worth keeping :), hope next time, it would be mine..

-- this post is subject to change, pictures and videos will be post ASAP.

:'(

somehow it's a big sin not to go to a team building, but that's not really intentional. sorry guys. there are some things that need to be prioritized, i'm not saying that you are least, but..... anyways, i may not there physically, but my heart goes with you. i could almost hear your fun and laughters.. and i can see it in your pics. i'm jealous, it feels like i miss the party :'(

but, there's always a next time :D

---> yaw mo kumpyansa ani.. mga kawatan..

blind item

there's this creepy person that's been bugging me eversince. he's really annoying in every damn inch of his body. he thinks he's funny, but god forbid, he is way far from being one. he cracks jokes that only him laughs. plus, he thinks like he is mr. know-it-all, although he is smart, but, do he need to brag about it? i can't stand having a conversation with him for more than five minutes. i hate it when he stands up coz any minute he gonna open his big mouth and spill obscene words.. above all, he is such a flirt. God forgive me, but he's asking for it. grrrrrrrrhhhhhh!!!

dats wat prens r 4

ito si janna este june..

btw, she fondly called herself janna.. inay nganu.

isa siyang mabait na kaibigan :D

magkasama kami sa hirap at sa ginhawa

siya ako sun-anan sa 4th year THE subject

bilib ko ani modalag memorize

apilon hasta ang copyright and publisher sa book

--april, 4, 2010 (easter sunday), nagkita ming duha sa julies (ilang balay naa lang sa likod sa julies), gikan ko simba ato, unya ang abat kay bag-ong mata pa....
june: daya (dako man jud ni siyag tingog, murag dalugdog)

me: hala bag-ong mata. bangaha diha..

june: daya mangaligo ta. mag reunion ba. (inay, naalimungawan ra guro ni, pula pa man mata, naay lakra sa banig ang nawng)

me: kitang duha ra mag reunion? tang duha ray maligo?.. hahahahah..

jowker kaayu

This is a tru estori.

Usa ka adlaw samtang nag chat ang duha ka major stockholders sa Bulay-og & Bulay-og Group Of Companies...

Even Heroes Have The Right To Bleed

This, the hiatus that was been my previous topic is so not the way i expect it to be. I got blisters on my feet. Hot-red blisters from the 4 kilometers walk of "via cruxis" on Good Friday. Grabe katungason, nakuhaan 1 inch akong rubber shoes. It gives me fulfillment - spiritually. Thought of how Jesus Christ saves us, sinners, from the fires of hell. The bleeding and the crucifixion - he sufferred it for us. Yeah! Even heroes have the right to bleed.

For five days, I channelled from a devilish thicko who hardly attain Sunday mass to a prim-and-proper probinsyana gal who did her own course of penitence. I got to hear mass for at least twice, confession on Maundy Thursday and participate in the procession. I reborn, Mother Teresa would be proud.

Religious aside, it's fun in a way, because I got to see faces of my old acquintances whom I havent seen in a while. Got to meet new faces. And, its a good form of exercise...

PS: Tatay volunteered to play as one of the apostles, he played Simon. Na healthy si Simon, hehehehe.. He looks cute and dashing on his costume (made up of robe and a sash). Makes me proud.