> mag-tagaLog munA!

Kagabi may nang-away sa isa kong kaibigan sa net, so ako naman pinagtanggol ko… ang reply sakin nung salarin? eto “hoy kaw bakla ka tigilan mo kakaingles saken dahil di bagay sayo…muka ka namang bisaya gyud!” Aray!

Masaya ang inuman kagabi, birthday ni Ayeng. Lasingan talaga. Ako, roan, bessy, car and bf [jon], dai, bj, ate [di uminom]. May umiyak, may okrayan, pero siyempre mas marami tawanan. May mas tumibay na friendship,may mas na confirm na pagkakaibigan.

Basta masaya talaga kahit na maraming kaibigan ang namimiss na talaga.

Nakakatuwa lang.

Salamat sa isang gabi ng inuman.

Salamat sa mga kaibigan . Kay rOan na nagtanggol at naiyak kakatanggol daw sakin dati nung pinagtutulungan ako nila ikoy, nates at yayeng. [ wala akong sama ng loob ha] Natuwa lang ako sa sinabi ni Bessy, ” Al, kahit ano mangyari, si roan, di ka iiwanan”.

Kay bessy na kung di pa nagkahiwalay sa boyfriend di ko pa makikita ulit.

Si car na maingay pero sobra inlove sa bf.

Kay ate na always understanding and cool.

Kay dai na may bf na pangalan ay eugene.

Kay ayeng na di daw pababayaan si roan.

Kay bj na pa-kwela.

Haayyy…

> aYeng’s biG day!

It’s rOan’s haniku’s birthday! just wanna post the pic or I’ll be tamad na *he he he… details will follow..

hapi bertdi ayenG!

> coFFee it iS

Naka – relate ako dito so I tried posting this…
A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university Professor.
Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.
Offering his guests coffee, the Prof. went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups : porcelain, plastic, glass, some plain-looking and some expensive and exquisite, telling them to help themselves to hot coffee.
When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the Prof. said “If you noticed, all the nice-looking, expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is but normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. That all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the better cups and are eyeing each other’s cups.”
“Now, if Life is coffee, then the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, but the quality of Life doesn’t change. Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee in it”.
So friend, don’t let the cups drive you… enjoy the coffee instead.
Now I’m missing Nates, Rain, Emman, Au, Car, Bitoy, Gene, Ikoy, Roan and the rest of the gang.

> Love letterS

Earlier this day, before Ate Buntis went out to make ninang to a friend’s baby, we were chatting about funny moments and stuffs. We then came to a certain topic – “love letters”.
While still in the province, I have this bitchy attitude of reading my pinsan’s love letters. Tawang-tawa siyempre ako because they have this pattern that goes like…
“Una’y ngiti, pangalawa’y pagbati, pangatlo’y pangangamusta at sariwang alala.. “ – as introduction. It felt so weird and hilarious. One more funny thing, even Inggrid knows this… *ha ha ha… I thought sa Occidental Mindoro lang, meron din pala sa Oriental. Phenomenal pala!
Go lover boys!
Then came the question…
How do we define smart and sweet love letter?
Read this “HATE letter”. It is so funny and creative. This is a love letter from a boy to a girl…. However,the girl’s father does not like him and wants them stop their relationship… and so… the boy wrote this letter to the girl. He knows that the girl’s father will definitely read this letter first…

1 “The great love that I have for you
2 is gone, and I find my dislike for you
3 grows every day. When I see you,
4 I do not even like your face;
5 the one thing that I want to do is to
6 look at other girls. I never wanted to
7 marry you. Our last conversation
8 was very boring and has not
9 made me look forward to seeing you again.
10 You think only of yourself.
11 If we were married, I know that I would find
12 life very difficult, and I would have no
13 pleasure in living with you. I have a heart
14 to give, but it is not something that
15 I want to give to you. No one is more
16 foolish and selfish than you, and you are not
17 able to care for me and help me.
18 I sincerely want you to understand that
19 I speak the truth. You will do me a favor
20 if you think this is the end. Do not try
21 to answer this. Your letters are full of
22 things that do not interest me. You have no
23 true love for me. Good-bye! Believe me,
24 I do not care for you. Please do not think that
25 I am still your boyfriend.

“So bad!! However, before handing over the letter to the girl, the boy told the girl to “READ BETWEEN THE LINES”, meaning-only to read 1.3.5.7.9.11.13 [Odd No.]
So… please try reading it again! It’s so smart & sweet.

> Love wHispeR

Whispers
by Liza Marie

As I lie here in your sleeping arms
No words spoken
No sound made
Just lying here with you says enough
With your arms around me
Your breath whispering across my face
So warm
Yet so cooling
Your comfort and
Your love surround me
You mean so much to me
I’ve never felt love so strong
I love looking into your heavenly eyes
But not as much as
I love to gaze upon your angelic face
It fills me up inside
With emotions too great to express
I want to give you my all
Everything I have inside
How can I prove my love to you

Words just aren’t enough
You’re what I’ve been waiting for
I’ve been lonely for so long
But when I’m with you

I know in my heart; my soul, it was worth the wait
The stillness breaks
Your body awakes
You turn over towards me

Your eyes open
They look into mine
They make me glad to be alive
To breathe the same air as you

To touch you
Your soft lips meet mine
They whisper words
I could live forever in”I love you”

My heart melts
I return your kiss
And the words you speak
I return your love

And all that you’ve given to me
I love you, my sleeping baby.

> missiNg naTes

A friend of mine is missing, he suddenly disappeared, the only trace he left behind were the numerous laughs he shared with us, his words, and a farewell text before he was gone. In the meanwhile, I’m home, didn’t report to work last night because of the bagyo.
In solemnity, I asked this: How lives can be so limited to the individual that’s leading them…
We miss you, Nates. Let’s get drunk, just one more time, please. Come back and I’ll buy you a drink. Come back and let’s talk.

> inLove and siRa

I can be such a sucker for love.

I love falling in love, I love rolling in the mud that is the love not answered yet. Maybe, who knows. Maybe he will take me just the way I am. Maybe he won’t mind if my kisses aren’t what he figured they would be like. Maybe he won’t mind if my jokes aren’t that funny. Maybe he won’t mind I’m not like all those guys he has ever looked at and dreamt about, all those guys I already feel jealous of.

I just hope I can hold him, bury my nose in his hair and slowly dance on the loveballads that make me smile like sira. Headphones and you, that’s all I need to be happy right now.