wala kay into man si michael ong ginamus// so semi-fave nko sya for being such// mao ning amo ambition for the next pay day//
would anybody know if rustan's sells a&f flipflops?
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Friday, June 29, 2007
achee's and shoti's
wala kay into man si michael ong ginamus// so semi-fave nko sya for being such// mao ning amo ambition for the next pay day//
would anybody know if rustan's sells a&f flipflops?
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off you go..
and that i am half-crazed for even thinking about going cuz my right eye hurts- this i'm not sure why..i felt it bruised or swollen but does not look like it is.. kaOA-han 101
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tonight going to work i looked funny cuz i was wearing czar's heavily knitted sweater underneath it would be my sundress (with tiered bottom) and am wearing havaianas tas carrying my trusty gym bag.. and i had my i.d. on (my badge works now-thank you very much)// and i had to walk a block going to where the taxis would park.. i really wouldn't know wut i am if i were another person wearing the stuff i donned tonight..
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do not fault me cuz i am chit-chatty like that, and that at times my work comes with guilt lalo na if some ppl looked innocent and then i picked on them terribly at their calls.. pero noh, sana naman they may think that i may act chummy chummy pero am not really the best person to be friends with and make kulit.. cuz if we were in high school or maybe if we were in college- i would've thrown a huge macroeconics book at a dork and would tell him/her to get a life and not talk to me.. cuz talking to me would not generate them an extra life..
-- okay enuf ugtas.. am hitting the beach tomorrow.. haha.. good thing blue team is composed of papa jake and shallie and drilon..walang makulit na nilalang cuz if there were, i would rather swim with the huge black jellyfishes in lakawon or eat sea urchins.. lols..
steff, i miss you too. it's no fun. :(
*czar et moi this morning
*scarlett oh cyan!
we finally caved in
the greatest turista pics everrrr.. lagoon playground- 6/29/2007// after the greatest almuchow everrr...
Thursday, June 28, 2007
*grace
I never felt the roots I bare
I sold my sight, oh brother, sister
For a mountain of fool's gold, it's gone
Only God knows, God knows where
My soul was restless for redemption
My feet were lookin' for a place to stand
Well I ain't got no life
And you know I ain't got no money
Just the faith of an empty hand
Amazing Grace I feel you coming up slowly now
Like the sun is risin', heat on my face
Oh love that keeps on shinin', don't let the shadow come
Ya know I gotta feel your healin' rays
I hitched a ride, I was a beggar
I had murder on my hands
I needed water to rinse these stains
But only blood could remove what's spillin'
And pardon me the blame
Amazing Grace I feel you coming up slowly now
Like the sun is risin', heat on my face
Oh love that keeps on shinin', don't let the shadow come
Ya know I gotta feel your healin' rays
jars of clay
slide on over and accept fate (it just might be a beautiful thing)
Oh Rob Thomas, you speak the truth.. ilovethee.. ♥
Dyo get the feeling when nothing seems new and shiny anymore; even if you’d hit the beach within the next few hours, you still feel blank and awfully comatose? And you’d rather choose sulking in a corner smoking your wits out til your last brain cell gets all dried up. Is it me or is it the weather? Again I know I am not to complain, nonetheless, I hate the fact that I’ve to wait til the next payday to go home to cebu.. like hellooooo banking gods.. internet millions gods or goddesses, shower me with moolah blessings so I can see my darling nephew all black and blue with bruises on his pink chubby cheeks because his mommy did not see him fall off the bed.. see, there’s nothing noble about being poor?
Who am I to complain when I haven’t had a harrowing experience to go thru so far? And all that I have is boredom/boredom/boredom// or laziness- too lazy to work// too tired to get up in the middle of the night to listen to ppl and pick on them thru their calls..
The overcast skies of
Screw my badge too cuz til now, it wouldn’t lemme in on operations floor..
I think I am going to be sick over the weekend.. like sick-sick.. say hello to flu during the rain.. // I am sorry if I may say that I am nice.. and some people can be ridiculously stupid.. I do not or would deliberately not say hi or ask how you are simply becuz I don’t like you.. AS A PERSON.. and I think a polite conversation, you do not deserve..
That’s the simple truth there is.. and please people quit asking me questions when you know better.. I am an ass and a half and a ditz.. I am not nice even if I declare that I am//
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Today I learned milk induces production of serotonin, which would result in making you sleepy.. haaaaaaaaaaay..and that it’s okay to not have money til your 30s.. and it’s about time that you grow up when you’re 30 cuz at that time, you’d need a financial nest egg to get a home.. or insurance or the works..wukits, am not making sense..
Sunny days keepin' the clouds away
I think we're coming to a clearing and a brighter day
So far away. Still I think they say
The wait will make the heart grow stronger or fonder
I can't quite remember anyway
So if you're waitin' for love
Well it's a promise I'll keep
If you don't mind believing that it changes everything
Then time will never matter
gals from the epicenter
since they did not give the QA gals jackets, we borrowed and took pictures. bleh. ♥
6/29/2007
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
dear
hiding place/mga garapon sa lapok
Draw me to Thy mercy seat
I've nought to trust but sovereign grace
Thou only art my hiding place
How unstable is my heart
Sometimes I take the tempter's part
And slight the tokens of Thy grace
And seem to want no hiding place
But when Thy spirit shines within
Makes me feel the plague of sin
And how I long to see Thy face
'Tis then I want a hiding place
Lord Jesus, shine and then I can
Feel sweetness in salvation's plan
And as a sinner plead for grace
Christ, the sinner's hiding place
And as a sinner plead for grace
rainbows and tweed skirts..
(wala ko better title, i'd want a tweed skirt now bitaw)
I’ve the hugest sore throat when I woke up, I think I slept 9 hours today, and I feel uber groggy from sleeping.. yehey, my bloodhound told me he booked.. I think we both have one thing in common, not knowing how to keep a good surprise.. we ruined our supposed surprises when we talked this morning..
Butterfly paid for me so I can go to lakawon this weekend for the team titans’ team building.. (tonight, they’re in such a Disney spirit that all that they’d play are soundtracks from Disney movies- True to your heart, You must be true to your heart, That's when the heavens will part, And baby shower you with my love, Open your eyes, Your heart can tell you no lies, And when you're true to your heart, I know it's gonna lead you straight to me..) now, with the sore throat, I’m thinking, why did I let june pay for the trip(though I am really paying back man sad).. well, I miss cee man sad, so it’s gonna be a good weekend to catch up with her..
God is always steadfast, kahit sobrang bored na ako in this tiny city..
Oh, I finished folding the mountain of clothes on top of my bed..
ending in a lit quote:
"You know what I think?" she says. "That people's memories are maybe the fuel they burn to stay alive. Whether those memories have any actual importance or not, it doesn't matter as far as the maintenance of life is concerned. They're all just fuel. Advertising fillers in the newspaper, philosophy books, dirty pictures in a magazine, a bundle of ten-thousand-yen bills: when you feed 'em in the fire, they're all just paper. The fire isn't thinking, 'Oh, this is Kant,' or 'Oh, this is the Yomiuri evening edition,' or 'Nice tits,' while it burns. ...
You know, I think if I didn't have that fuel, if I didn't have these memory drawers inside me, I would've snapped a long time ago. I would've curled up in a ditch somewhere and died. It's because I can pull the memories out of the drawers when I have to -- the important ones and the useless ones -- that I can go on living this nightmare of a life. I might think I can't take it anymore, that I can't go on anymore, but one way or another I get past that."
-After Dark by Haruki Murakami
did you really say that?
-spratly's tong gi-agawan sang china kag philippines?
-oo, spratly's
-teh ang china kay ikaw toh? ang philippines ya?
-miga nya nga morena eh..
*toinks..
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
6 weird things
been tagged by mai// compelled to answer// tagging all.. hehe.. :)
1. i have a habit mixing things, for instance, i love mixing shimmer powder into body oils or lotions.. or two scented lotions in a bottle, for example mix vanilla and lavender, this way, none of the scents would over power each other// my college girlfriends can attest to this. i mix all things up.
2. i do not like it when it rains, i’ve an irrational fear of the sound of the rain on the roof.. the drip-drop sound it makes would send a shiver to my spine.
3. i totally think I’ve a noise allergy.. if you hammer something and am standing in front, my eyes would go blinking and I’d end up somehow stupefied and would just stand there. When I was younger my mom would have to drag me away each time I’d end up dazed and blinking thru the pounding.
4. I can eat ponkan for days and would not feel sick. I love ponkan.
5. I like it when I have bruises, I think bruises are beautiful just like scars are..but, I don’t like scars.. they’re a nuisance that I don’t like having.. but, bruises are like accidental pains you cause yourself.. and they are wonderfully colored like that.
6. i am not a person of details, but, I also have a habit of repackaging things, for instance, if I don’t like the cover of a certain blush/pressed powder, I’d strip it off and paint it, I like stamping it with my own artistic rendition, that way, it would be customized to be like me. I like things in order or the way I see order..
much afraid
Sunken down so far
So scared to fall
I might not get up again
So I lay at your feet
All my brokenness
I carry all of my burdens to you
♥
All of these things
I've held up in vain
No reason nor rhyme
Just the scars that remain
Of all of these things
I'm so much afraid
Scared out of my mind
By the demons I've made
Sweet Jesus, you never ever let me go
Oh, sweet Jesus, never ever let me go
So happy to love
Yet so far to go
You lead me on to where I've never been before
tetelestai
| Mood: |  happy |
| Tags: | myjesus |
how big is your sin that God cannot forgive it? (sunday's worship)
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allsec calibration isn't so bad today.. haha.. we took the call on our workstations.. :) slept all day.. life is so-so..and it has been raining.. and i wanted to be in cebu, hoping there will be some sunshine.. this city is all gloomy and dreary like i found it last year..i miss ayala.. i haven't spoken to any of my sisters for days and i miss them.. well, yeah, i have days.. and today would be on of those days when i feel like a blank sheet of paper.. my neopet kenjisanlove is as bored as i am.. ♥
make anything happen!
it's funny how an act of consistency can make a difference in one's day.. i sent all my i hate you mails to my bloodhound today thinking he has forgotten to ask if i'm already at work..the truth is, i have to restart my outlook cuz a lil thingy popped out tellin' me to have my outlook restarted..
Real abundance blessing is Jesus Himself. (quoted)
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oh, we had lunch during shift at jollibee today.. czarina/bryan/jerjer and i// see, feelings are fickle, i feel a lot better now..
ihateit that august comes before september..grr..
"God is in every tomorrow, Therefore I live for today,
Certain of finding at sunrise, Guidance and strength for the way;
Power for each moment of weakness, Hope for each moment of pain,
Comfort for every sorrow, Sunshine and joy after rain." streams in the dessert
Monday, June 25, 2007
wishing well
i wonder wut i did to deserve -- heart.. the past weekend he was in total oblivion that i was actually not keeping my word.. i know he was disappointed to find me wasted and puking my ass off last saturday, and then not answering his calls saturday night.. he is good at keeping his part of the bargain and i'd waver..and i hate it when i'd lie to him.. the whole weekend i've been lying big time..
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at times, i wish i knew how it is to grow up..
Evelyn: Wow. Okay ... so you're saying I should be a 'better person.' Is that it?
Adam: That's the nutshell, yeah.
Evelyn: Better like ... you?
Adam: No, just better.
-- Neil Labute, "The Shape of Things"
kenjisanlove auction
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this made me totally happy today!
i just thought that even if mejo tangaon ko mag-alaga sa ako neopet, well mayaman parin kme sa neopoints for auctioning something that i virtually do not need.. ♥
Sunday, June 24, 2007
dati
naisip ko ako ang bobo for ever going out with you..
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now i realised mas bobo ka for ever thinking i liked you..and well, i honestly don't like bobo ppl who do not know that they're being told no, tas isisik pa ila self sa imoha..
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and if your heart beats faster becuz of guilt.. let's start counting guilt and you'd know who'd win..
kagang.
hinigaran sunshine to bacolod grey overcast weather
and we went to church, with czar and had dinner at chowking. sayang, no pictures pod..
today czar saw me and we had to go to taculing court-teehee to find diamante forwarding.. i'm grateful i went with her.. now i'd know which cargo company am gonna go to once i move back to cebu or maybe if everrrrrrrrrr i'd move to manila, when i find myself worthy of that city.. then we proceeded to SM after markIT left.. we had coffee at kuppa and saw alex- who can be mistaken as my younger sister..we got ourselves ponytails and barrettes and cheap blush/concealer..i'm normally patient with sales assistants who are mean-yessss, you can find them in bacolod,but, today i totally lost my cool and retorted-miss tarunga imo customer service..
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too tired during the weekend.. saturday,went with team panthers to paradiso, hinigaran- a beach developed by ayala land.. TL howie got uber drunk.. i held on to a glass the whole day too and likewise slept the whole time thru..i liked the doc wakwak game best, altho the sack race was fun too cuz we'd have to be inside a sack and someone would need to carry you around the race track.. food and drink was OA kaplently too, and i missed having a team na real team composed of that many ppl..and the best quote from howie would be:: do you know where brent is? it's in the united fcuking states!
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to have hang-over is a bitch.. promise hindi na ako maglalasing.. haaaaaaaaaaaay..
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happy work week. ♥
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Friday, June 22, 2007
heart of life
Pain throws your heart to the ground
Love turns the whole thing around
No it won't all go the way it should
But I know the heart of life is good
Pain throws your heart to the ground
Love turns the whole thing around
Fear is a friend who's misunderstood
But I know the heart of life is good
I know it's good
june♥always
came across this today.. galing no? nothing special-pero galing..
BIOGRAPHYKurt Halsey Frederiksen, 28, received a BFA in painting from the Minneapolis College of Art and Design in 2000. He currently resides in
Influenced by my hopeless romantic and super sensitive mindset, I pay far too much attention to the little things in life and in the relationship between two people. In constant need of reassurance, explanation, closure, and attention, my paintings are made.
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wukits, hitting the beach in 9 hours..Ü
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spent the whole day in sm today..helped czar who's looking for dresses and flats and lip sticks and i, tissues and cheap soaps.. :) left my house in clutters.. i miss my sisters.. leche..
gin blossoms:
I didn't ask
They shouldn't have told me
At first I'd laugh, but now
It's sinking in fast
Whatever they've sold me
Well baby I don't want to take advice from fools
I'll just figure everything is cool
Until I hear it from you
It gets hard
The memory's faded
Who gets what they say
It's likely they're just jealous and jaded
Well maybe I don't want to take advice from fools
I'll just figure everything is cool
Until I hear it from you
Until I hear it from you
I can't let it get me off
Or break up my train of thought
As far as I know, nothing's wrong
Until I hear it from you
Still thinking about not living without it
Outside looking in
Til we're talking about it, not stepping around it
Maybe I don't want to take advice from fools
I'll just figure everything is cool
Until I hear it from you...
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He lives. ♥
Thursday, June 21, 2007
chocnut
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all things saccharine can really turn a classic cranky mood around.. ♥
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louie gave a whole pack of chocnut* sheer glee*
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yesterday's delayed 2nd printer queue awards was great, cuz there's just sooo much lollipops, jell-o, wafer sticks, potato chips, & chocolates to go around.. :)
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and yeah.. to hinigaran this weekend! and to lakawon the weekend after next.. yey!
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someone declared: forever soon.. pero mas baliw ang declaration niya: (will) love you soon..
Sweet Jesus carry me away
From cold of night, and dust of day
In ragged hour or salt worn eye
Be my desire, my wellspring lie
why don't they talk about the weather like other girls?
i got 9 hours of sleep and my mood's all crappy.. is it me or is it the city?
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and my badge wouldn't lemme in ops floor!
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got breakfast with czar & bryan from jollibee after shift today.. and then we got iced tea at mama maria's to catch up with sandra, butterfly, ej, and shallie..
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dich needs rehab for her back..awwwwwww..
kenji fell off the bed. mother was crying and his mommy cried too. he cried the hardest. maybe people shouldn't be having babies at 23; that they get so attached to the infant they wouldn't let it sleep in its own crib..
awa, my penguin is now kagirun to the bones, and half a face is puffed up..
-- dich on kenji:
ning ning kau ang kabugat ni happy feet …. He can dance na chi and he can do close open…pg gus2 nya food he’ll say maman…if milk or h2o…meme….he tried to catch his shadow pa tlga khapon…cge gud ktawa mudra….smart kid daw….he likes music pa dyud… and cellphones galore…and dghan sya kagid dhil sa insect bites and prickly heat…hehehe…
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
the sweetest things..
I saw alex over lunch at pepe’s today.. like her manang kaith, any date with them would be girly chit-chats.. afterwhich she smsd telling me that we were mistaken as cousins by her college friends and she’s like, yeah, we are..
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Not getting the mint ice cream is still putting me in such a sour mood.. it may be because I miss some old things that I somehow got used to..
Went to fetish with lexie & got me a pink frock and a white frilly top.. again the mint ice cream gets to me..
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I saw johnny’s beautiful family today.. yza wasn’t in the chummy chummy mood that she wouldn’t say hi to me, when Johnny and Elaine asked her to wave goodbye, she readily obeyed.. haha..
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When I pass thru lopez jaena street, I’d always feel an odd sense of affinity to the area around it.. like somewhere in time that street was mine.. it’s sad and it’s nostalgic altogether.. I’ve never lived in
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al cui smsd asking how I am. Told him am not in the shinest mood.. and he put on the dalai lama tone(the way I’d tease him last year that he could be the great reincarnation of the dalai lama) and tell me be cool, be very cool.. haha.. al might be a cool dad.. and I liked eating panini and potato salad with him..and would finish after an hour cuz I would ask him tons of questions like how can you like
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I pray dichee’s lower back gets better sooner..
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Jace, odsky ouysky ememberrsky henwsky ewsky rotewsky etterslsky histsky aywsky? It has a silly name and it’s called pig latin.. wow.. we knew latin for pigs years back!
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Forever soon.. ♥
“She could never own him as she owned him in a room among strangers when she seldom looked in his direction."
Ayn Rand - The Fountainhead
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
lit class, uni
(NOT QUITE)
"That's the way with everything."
"Yes," said the girl. "Everything tastes of licorice. Especially all the things you've waited so long for, like absinthe."
"Oh, cut it out."
"You started it," the girl said. "I was being amused. I was having a fine time."
"Well, let's try and have a fine time."
"All right. I was trying. I said the mountains looked like white elephants. Wasn't that bright?"
"That was bright."
"I wanted to try this new drink. That's all we do, isn't it--look at things and try new drinks?"
"I guess so."
The girl looked across at the hills.
"They're lovely hills," she said.
HILLS LIKE WHITE ELEPHANTS
choke
What it's going to be, I don't know.
Even after all that rushing around, where we've ended up is the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night.
And maybe knowing isn't the point.
Where we're standing right now, in the ruins in the dark, what we build could be anything.
Choke, Chuck Palahniuk
tea & sympathy
Fare thee well
Trade in all our words for tea and sympathy
Wonder why we tried, for things that could never be
Play our hearts lament, like an unrehearsed symphony
Not intend
To leave this castle full of empty rooms
Our love the captive in the tower never rescued
And all the victory songs
Seem to be playing out of tune
But it's not the way
That it has to be
Don't trade our love for tea and sympathy
'Cause it's not the way
That it has to be
You begin
And all your words fall to the floor and break like china cups
And the waitress grabs a broom and tries to sweep them up
I reach for my tea and slowly drink in
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I sat on my bed late in the afternoon with a cup of hot lipton tea and a couple of days old garlic toast & tormented myself with wanting mint ice cream from kuppa ll well yeah, if vincent were a part of the dailiness it would be easy to go get that mint ice cream or gobble all the sushi there’s made in the world or take a platter of that raw gingery beef or not worry about going to work on a cab & not mumble when the cab driver stinks or think about how lucky I am to get a cab that smelled okay and the driver’s not too chitchatty while am saying a lil prayer going to work for the fear that I might just lose sanity and walk out of it.. ll sometimes I wonder if I would be happier if I were like him or his friends- if I had money.. ll haha.. I loathe the fact that all I got is enuf most times ll and that dich does not have med insurance at this point when she broke her back accidentally carrying kenji-that lil biik who grew heavy, he can break his mommy’s back and they do not have insurance ll well yeah, wut would I give to have his or his friends’ money? ll
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Lemme go around that train to see if it breaks down..
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“To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best night and day, to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight and never stop fighting..”
e. e. cummings
♥
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