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After a very long months of not updating this blog, here I am, writing and sharing my thoughts again. Things were so over loaded lately, thoughts were distracted and my schedules were total chaos. However with all of these things, I actually enjoying everything. I enjoy my work, the places I've been to and the people I have been meeting for the past few months. Everything is so new.

During my work, someone told me, i mean someone in the authority advised me that I should not write my personal life on blogs or even have a personal website. Since I am a "public servant" as what he call it, I should not even let others know my thoughts and my opinion on any matter.

"If you want to write your personal life, might as well write it on your diary" he said.

He explained that it will come a time that those things that I wrote, someone might take it against me, he suggested then to erase all my pictures and blogs in the internet. He said that, a public servant or a writer owned by the public should not published their private lives publicly.

"Keep something for yourself" he said.

I was really caught on the fact that of course blog is the new trend here in our country, so might as well use it and enjoy it, and I am really debating about it since blogging is a freedom of thoughts and speech. Alt hough I really fully understand his point, I just can't regulate myself that much where I have to take out all my account on friendster, multiply and blogspot since this is the only way where I communicate and know what's in and what's out with my distant friends.

Anyway, I have decided, to keep my websites but will erase some write-up that will somehow destroy my "reputation" or something that someone will take advantage on something. haha i know magulo,.. pero basta ganun. =D

Haroo 22!!!

I was sitting on my wooden couch, staring outside the window, looking for nothing feeling the serene mood of solidarity. At exactly 12:30 in the morning of July 27, the rain suddenly poured from the heaven.

I listen closely to the gentle drop of the rain, a drop that it was like as if bountiful of blessings were showering on me. The breeze of the wind suddenly felt so comforting that it touches my cheeks and started to tickle my neck until it hugged my whole body. I slowly closed my eyes and started to breathe deeply smelling the fresh aroma of the rain from the grass. I started to relax my mind then I reach on my matches to start a fire and lit a candle so it could light my rectangular room.

“Yes, I am now 22”. I felt a moment of prosperity, solidarity and completeness as I celebrated my birthday alone. For 30 minutes, I was just sitting, staring blankly from nowhere, I didn’t uttered any words, the only noise was my pulse, the thumping sound of my heart and the air that I breathe. I felt blessed for the miracle of another year that our creator gave me – another exciting year.

Another year of challenges, risk, joy or happiness, pain and heartaches, another year of meeting new and spontaneous friends, another year of new environment, another year of new love life, of new job, new boss and co-workers – definitely a lot better from my previous years.

I can see myself as I grow older that I am learning to savor on things that surrounds me, learning every mistakes and learning how to smile during rainy days. What I am now, I owed it from my past, and I am very thankful regardless of the pain, heartaches, and disappointment. – I really owed it to my past, because of them I started to realize what I want in life, to the point of leaving everything behind even in a very painful manner, just to follow my life path.

From such overwhelming joy up to the lowest point of emptiness, I hugged it during my 21st years and I am always ready to hug another adventure. I thank God for letting me to experienced such mix-emotions – sugar, salty and spice.
My past is the reason why I am strong and fighting for success, I owe it, so thanks for everything.

Then I blew the candle…

“Happy ‘B’ pots”

P.S. Thanks to all my friends who didn’t forget to greet me on my special day, and to all those people I didn’t expected yet they remembered. Cheers for good and successful life!

Xoxo,

Fabulous =)

Nang mag food trip sila Lola

July month are rainy days, what can you expect? Though I felt a little sadder during rainy days, I tried to be very optimistic and enjoy the cold weather while listening to the sound of the raindrop and smelling the aroma of rain soaked grass outside my window.

While entertaining myself to a very boring rainy moment, I suddenly craved for a hot special Goto. I hurriedly dressed-up and picked-up my green umbrella, and headed to SM Sucat to satisfy this craving.

When I arrived to SM, I went to Aling Gloria’s Gotohan and Native Snacks, to my surprise, the line was too long; teenagers lined-up to buy Goto for their grandmothers, couples who wanted to warm themselves from a wintry day and Pop Lolas who looks very hungry to order too many food! Arg.

Pop Lola 1 (With floral blouse and pants): “Apat na Special Goto!”

Pop Lola sungit 2 (wearing white fitted sleeveless and jeans) : “Tapos Gulaman ha?. . . O! Wag mo masyadong punuin, tumutulo!”

Pop Lola 1: “Ay ako rin, gulaman! Walang ice”

Pop Lola sungit 2: “Dagdagan mo pa ng isang ginataan!”

Pop Lola 3 (powtah! Hindi ko matandaan suot neto, naduduleng na kasi ako sa mga orders nila!) : “Ay teka, ako rin gulaman, mag kano Pansit Bihon niyo?

“Okaaay..” I said to myself, crossing my arms, I hate waiting especially my head is aching ad I have flu and felt sleepy because of my medication.

I thought their orders were through, but then

Pop Lola 1: “Ay teka! Isa pang order ng Tokawa’t Baboy!”

“Anak ng pating naman o! Parang bibitayin na sila sa dami ng order! Good luck sa cholesterol! Hello kay doc!” I said losing my patience.

Pop Lola 3: “May laman yang goto niyo ha boy?”

“Hala sige order.. at ginawang yayo pa si kuya tindero”then alas.

Pop Lola 1: “Magkano lahat?”

Kuyang Tindero (Ala Mike Enriquez ang ilong): “Two-hundre thirty-nine po”

Lola 1, 2 ,3: “ANG MAHAL NAMAAN!!!” they exclaimed

“Hala! Mukhang tatawad pa ang mga lola! Ano to? Gotohang ukay-ukay? Wahaha!”

While Pop Lola 4 was waiting for them on their table, wondering what was happening at the counter.

Haays..

Will my friends and I will be like that when we get old? I mean, masusubang majonda? Hahaha

Anyway, the special Goto was major deliciously hot!

“Hooooooo! Sssolve!”

MOI INSPIRASYON: 3G iPhone

Aside from boys, this 3G iPhone made my heartbeat faster. This phone will keep me from working so hard until I have this. From 15 thousand, now the price lower down to almost 9 thousand pesos or 199 dollars. Alas! I can somehow afford this phone as a gift for myself on my Birthday. =) xo xo excited! =) awww!

Inuman @ Dematisse, Taft Avenue

The shortest inuman session ever: (L to R) Caloy, Agi, Fabulous, Karen and Jeff

Caloy: He was so balisa that night, as innnn! we don't know why. *hug and kiss sa triceps* na lang

Agi: Love his hoodies. After hatid si my labs sumunod sa dema para uminom ng tubig. amp.

Pots: Red kung red. wala lang naman. red is the color actually; ka and jep were actually wearing red too. anyway, chill and sunod lang sa agos ng buhay.

Ka: Very in love and overwhelmed with his "intimate textmate" haha. happy for you, pero be careful gurl, lam mo na ang dugong nananalaytay dun. matinik pre. haha

Jep: He was dead tired that time, tapos he took med pa for his allergies kaya talagang hindi niya kinaya so nagkayayaan ng umuwi. Papaano simula ng dumating siya as in walang pahinga. anyway, I hope nag enjoy siya kahit papaano. *smile*

Mike: siya kumuha ng picture kaya wala siya jan. Ka-Sining nila agi at caloy. He's nice, marl mentol din ang brand niya. kaya lang mejo tahimik siya, siguro first meeting kasi e. sa next inuman na lang ulit.

“A” - You're an A-Hole!

A guy who:

Say shitty things on someone's back

Has full of pride on his head

P-R-I-D-E is his life

Very Egoistic

Over conscious on what will other think about him

Very concern about his image

Too nice but too plastic

Too caring but too selfish

He cares on his own benefit

Flirtatious

Too air head but too low of self esteem

Will always take you for granted

He cares to those people he chose to care of

Afraid of being rejected

Too old but never grow-up

DENSE

Has a shallow way of criticizing

Shallow mind with shallow friends

Close-minded

He only listen to things he want to listen

Has an inferiority complex

Gives you shit when he's done to you

He doesn't know how to treat a girl

A guy I don't want

And will never wanted at all

A guy like YOU

Yes you are, You are an ASS-HOLE!

tae!

Tiara met Mr. Big

A Short story from Sara Susanne D. Fabunan

I was running in the wilderness trying to find a way to escape. My cold sweat from my forehead was slowly dripping down on my face; I tried to run as fast as I could so the shadow behind me will stop haunting me. As I was running to death, the tip of my right foot caught by a big stone and tripped me until I stumbled and my face fell straight to the ground. I was trying to stand but my whole body felt numbed from a fall. I closed my eyes, hoping that someone will save me. My body was shaking from fear to a shadow behind me. Then I suddenly heard a firm and strong voice from the summit peak of the mountain.

“Accept me and surrender so you will feel safe” the man said.

I stood-up and find the voice, but I see nothing but darkness. “Who are you??” I said in fear and curiosity.

“I am who I am” the voice replied.

I didn’t say anything for I don’t know what to say.

‘who is “I”?’ I asked myself. But I ignore everything and started running with all my strength to escape the shadow behind me.

But then, I fell again and sprained my right ankle; I cried in pain but no one heard my cry, then I finally felt empty and alone.

“Accept me and surrender so you will feel safe” the voice from the mountain said again.

“WHO ARE YOUUU?!? PLEASE SHOW ME YOUR FACE SO I COULD TRUST YOU!!!!” I said in fright.

“Do you need to see me in order to trust me? How weak is your faith. Your faith is like a house made of straw, once blown by the wind, the whole thing was destroyed and useless.

“I can’t understand you! Who are you??” I startled.

“Accept me and surrender so you will feel safe” the voice reiterated

“But how?” I replied impatiently.

“Commit to me” The voice firmly replied.

“I still can’t have a commitment to anybody, I am still scared and vulnerable! What can I do now??” I explained sincerely.

“Do you see that light that is heading you? You go in that direction so you will know what to do, you may fall from the ground many times as you journey, but that will make you stronger and wiser.”

Then there was silent.

I stood up and started to walk instead. “I will never look back so I may not feel fear on the shadow behind me. I will just look towards the light until I reach that destination” I said as I was looking forward to finally see what’s in that light and hoping that in that light, I may openly accept the voice from up there and find peace.

“Mr. Big, here I come”. . . .