that's the only way i know..

today javin asked:: raen ano ka gane, ilonggo o cebuano?

and i thought for a moment..(yeah, ano gani ko? like how ppl from sykes(pr admin-circa 2004) would ask; unsa na xa..and the debate would go on til they ask me themselves, and jaydee would tell me, naglalis na sila kung what are you jud bah..

and then javin followed thru with:: diin ka ginbata haw?(where ka gipanganak?)

and am like:: sa cotabato..(timog)

if some obscure tiny unknown town was my birthplace, what would that make me?

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ah syempre

KOREAN.. ü

 

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PARA NIMU NA NISIMANG LANG KALIT SA AKO KINABUHI.. only to leave.. wow, people leave..waw. no; PEOPLE ALWAYS LEAVE..(am def saying lami..harhar..it's funny how you say nami with a brit bisaya twang..faeta nimu pre..)

We got the afternoon You got this room for two
One thing I've left to do Discover me Discovering you
One mile to every inch of Your skin like porcelain
One pair of candy lips and Your bubblegum tongue

And if you want love We'll make it
Swim in a deep sea Of blankets
Take all your big plans And break 'em
This is bound to be awhile
Your body is a wonderland Your body is a wonder (I'll use my hands)
Your body is a wonderland

Something 'bout the way the hair falls in your face
I love the shape you take when crawling towards the pillowcase
You tell me where to go and Though I might leave to find it
I'll never let your head hit the bed Without my hand behind it

You want love? We'll make it Swim in a deep sea Of blankets
Take all your big plans And break 'em This is bound to be awhile

Your body is a wonderland Your body is a wonder (I'll use my hands)
Your body is a wonderland

Damn baby You frustrate me I know you're mine all mine all mine
But you look so good it hurts sometimes
Your body is a wonderland (I'll never speak again) Your body is a wonderland (I'll use my hands)
Your body is a wonderland (I'll never speak again) Your body is a wonderland (I'll use my hands)

I'm never speaking up again Now there's no reason
I've got the kind of love in my hands To last all season

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Ni-away man mi before i left etel..ha? nganu man? he got into my project, to think 30 minute late rako or something..ha katoh ra? ikaw man ang immature.. dili man, mag sge manko ask niya ug please beh..wa gyapon sya ni budge..ü

ihatemay11..

 

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again, i want steak.. with potatoes..and grilled talong and sundried tomatoes-green ones..drizzled with olive oil..

and i'd want a platter of onion rings..

and i'd want menthe choclit chip ice cream or rose

and i'd want the bland grilled chicken with raisins from kuppa(shopping area)

and i'd want shawarma-the kind where people would queue on in ayala..

and a sunday afternoon lunch and tea that smelled like pagud rice pops and poetry..read them to me karya..(stuff from unknown writers, who would care..)

and a whole bowl of fruit loops..

and pink tuna chunks(century, yo! shout out to joey and steffi) with apples..this time dili nako pugson ipahurot cuz mahurot jud nako..

two days before pay day can make me demented. ü