Now thats my whole plot in a nutshell.

Once, I mentioned that I have finally moved to a new place. Today, I thought to tour you into the world that is my very own.

So, there's the bed ... and then the closets and dresser ... then my small office space in one corner by the window ... then you will see evidences of my being 'neat freak' ... collections of pens and markers ... you will also see the orbitrac which moves from one place to another from time to time and beside it are the stackables (some clothes that the closets can't accommodate and finger snacks) ... there are the cute baskets purchased a couple o'years back (which hold some more clothes) ... there's also the television ... on top of the tv rack are easy to grab goodies for my hungry tummy. hehe

Didn't show the bathroom behind the tv rack anymore. Maybe next time. And maybe I can show you around the entire house, as well, by then. *wink* My midsec is already growling and hafta answer NOW.

See yah.

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Back @ 1415 to include my home slippers. Almost forgot. grrr

Love'em so much.

Gotta go. This time...for until tomorrow OR the next day after tomorrow ...OR... just wait for my next post.

I have a highly developed sense of taste and smell.

The faces at Fridays...





Yummies...







After 30 minutes...





On a different note....Y'all bettah hafta watch my latest flick. Twas tough work but fun.




Don't really know what my role was but, maybe you want to discover it yourself. Lemme know when you've finally figured what. This is nothing but a small favor. Sure you'll enjoy watching anyway. *wink*

Toodle-oo for now!

"After dis moment, I'll not think o'you evah again. But you, I'm certain, will think bawt mei everyday fow the res-a-yah life."

When a love relationship has to end after girl learned that guy cheated on her, girl would almost endlessly upbraid the guy. Would ask the guy to give back all that she had given him and would iterate every single good thing she'd done for him until he's gone. Some girls are like this and can even be vengeful. But, girls, have we even gave a thought at "what if it was the guy who was cheated on?" Check this out...

So, girls, know that if we can do it, they can do it, too. fwahaha

There are very few moments in life as good as this.

Thought about Dada Stoik, Bubblebum, Henio Sorao, Calbo and Archi PJ recently. How I missed them so much. It's been yearsss. Hope they're doing just fine and happy.

Twas Dada Stoik's B-Day last 14th. Wasn't able to greet him. Have not been in touch with him since the last time he called me back at my old place in Manila. Btw, he's my best friend for more than TEN years. Our friendship was something unbreakable. We were led to different directions when he started having relationships. Imagine?! Each girl he hooked up with wanted me out of his life! Just like that. But, maybe it's better this way than him having a hard time weighing who to side with when squabbles arise.

(I mentioned, "back at my old place..." yeah, I have finally moved to a new place after years of planning. TG. Hurray to me!)

Bubblebum, I heard from a reliable source, he already have two baby boys. I wonder why he never asked me to be a godmom to any of his sweet angels. BB ...we had been through a lot as well, just like my friendship with DS. I can remember we had been housemates for a few times for different reasons and situations. hehe Now, we don't even get to be in touch. Sad. *frowns*

Henio Sorao... It's like centuries since we last spoken to each other. Last time I saw him was at MRT station in Boni. That's way way back 2002(?). What I heard was he's 5100 ft away (in the Summer Capital of the Phils). He's a computer genius and coached me to play guitar.

Here's a lil twist ... good thing ... Calbo found a way to stay in touch. Thanks to the mobile phone technology. He's just somewhere north of Manila... in the city called the Cradle of the Katipunan working as SG. Said his job's demanding of time. Am guessing it'll take us very long to set a reunion. My fondest mem'ry of him was when he became my closest friend in college, though we were from different course and year level. It's dandy how he became coach for the college's Women's Basketball Team which I was part of. This helped jumpstart the foundation of our friendship. More trying situations tested our bond after college and am pretty sure he, just like me, will always remember all that we had to go through.

...and Archi PJ. He's now working in UAE. He's such a go-getter. I am most proud of him for being independent. He was a university scholar and at the same time was already earning and saving for himself. Practically sent himself to school, which was very impressive. We were somewhat close friends especially that he gave his best to be there for me whenever I was low. Thanks APJ.

As an INFJ, I stick with very few friends. So, somehow, it's a loss for me that we all have to go our own separate ways. Well, in life, we are given people to share our lives with. Then, one day, their roles in our life just have to end. Fact that we all should accept. *sigh*

NOTE: The persons I mentioned are real people. They're not just made up characters in cartoons just like how the monikers I gave them sound like. Nor they are maginary friends in my disoriented mind.

You know, I think I had a nightmare about this once...

Will there ever be a chance that scars will completely be gone? I don't really need any remembrance. Seriously.

06/10/08
“There is something beautiful about all scars of whatever nature. A scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed, done with.”

"Hey, nobody gets to mistreat my dog like that except me!"

It's Odie's 30th birthday! Happy happy!!! (Although, I am terribly sick, I needed to take a moment to post this.)

Very short info: "Odie's first appearance in the comic strips was on August 8, 1978, which is considered his birthday. He celebrated his birthday only once in 1995."

My old sketch of Odie
Garfield describes Odie's species as "purebred clown"

I think my brother is Garfield in real life and Sissy or Rez would be Odie. Can't be certain, though, if he'd say the same line used for this post to defend any of the 2 dogs mentioned.

If I could have any job in the world I'd be a professional Cinderella.

While watching a flick just two nights ago, I recalled one (dunno if I should call it funny or weird or what) instance... I rather (better) not describe but, yeah... a guy approached me and asked, "what's your name? Mine is Paul." It's really nothing new. Am used to it... just, this guy showed no hesitation at all even I was with a male friend. His self-confidence was really something. Like 150%. Or even more.

...started casual talks and here's the kooky part. He started telling me how beautiful I am. That I look like a doll and all other nice adjectives he could think of. Then, out of nowhere said, "can I own you?" WHAAAATTTTTT?!!!!