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Tuesday, January 29, 2008

my weekend in pictures..

(long ride from the office. overpass, LRT ledge, inside the train.)

(Hana / lunch time with Hana and Carrie- beside the rice cooker)



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9:47 AM


Sunday, January 27, 2008

i don't get it. punyeta.



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Tuesday, January 22, 2008



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Sunday, January 20, 2008

this is Dodi when we first found her. She was hopping away from our cat Hana even though her eyes are still closed. I think she's only a week old when we decided to adopt her.

http://yumineko.multiply.com/video/item/6/Baby_Dodi.3gp

Dodi is now eight months old. She's an ordinary house rat. She has beautiful bead eyes and shiny brown fur. The poor thing is not scared of cats whenever our pet cats are peeking through her plastic cage. We fed her grains, cereals, bread, ensure, biscuits, and gave her water to drink. She is a picky eater, she refuse to eat the crusts of white bread. I sometimes call her Dodi Ann Santos, my sister calls her Dodi Madrigal. Sometimes I also call her Dodicles. I think she doesn't mind if we call her anything just as long as it has the name 'Dodi' attached to it.

isn't she pretty? ^_^



just another day...
12:47 PM


After two days, my body still hurt. My legs feel like they’re bruised, the balls of my feet ache whenever I walk and my cough have worsened. I cannot put in words how much hate I feel right now. It’s like a nightmare that I want to forget because just the thought of it makes me want to throw up.

It was SLAVERY. It was stupid.

I am not a bad person. I’d do everything just to help. I give food and money to charities, visit orphanages, even random people in need of clothes who knock on our door. But this is different, this has MONEY involved.

I am so mad.

I grew up with maids at my beck and call. I don’t touch people’s excretion… not even mine. I studied hard just to finish a degree so that I can find a good job- an office job. But what do I get in return?

Fuck them.

I have never felt so tired, disgusted and insulted in my whole life. A simple apology from them will never be enough. I. Want. Them. To. Die. I want blood splatter- all that jazz.

Now I can’t say that I am not a bad person but who cares? I can’t say that this is just one of life’s complexities because it isn’t. It’s an oddity, that people like them actually exist in this world.

I hope BAD KARMA gets to them- as soon as possible. I wish they’ll rot in hell.



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12:25 PM


Tuesday, January 15, 2008

nope, this is not a prayer meeting.



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Friday, January 11, 2008

hay nako! i'm at my wits end na, sobra. some people really do have a talent in making other people mad- to the point that they'll question their sanity.

this is crazy!

buti na lang i have my fandom to make me happy. arashi especially sho sakurai makes my heart go dokidoki (hihi XD).

haaaaay.... when i become rich i'll hire hardened criminals for goons then i'll take revenge. *insert bella flores laugh here*. i'll have the world at the palm of my hand.. hell yeah! :D



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5:12 AM


Wednesday, January 09, 2008

another movie that i'll watch over and over again.. hee hee :D



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Sunday, January 06, 2008



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2:33 AM


Saturday, January 05, 2008

new year. new beginning.

i won't make a resolution because i don't stick to them anyway. but one thing that i always do is look back at the things that has happened in the past year- both happy and sad memories.

i am thankful for all the blessings that i have received. i am more blessed than i already thought i was. i met new friends, talked to old friends whom i haven't had communication in years.

i have saved a note on my phone that says "i want to give up but the world just won't let me." there are weeks that i feel depressed but it wasn't obvious because i'm stoic in a weird way- i'm good in pretending that i am happy. i've had my meltdowns but there are wonderful people who cheer me on, help me continue doing what i love to do.

last month, two people who mean so much to me left this world. my mom and my aunt Linda both had a good fight with cancer but i guess God needed more angels and had to take them back. they both had a life well-lived. my mom left on december 2, ten days before my birthday which is on the 12th. i cried on my birthday because i missed my mom terribly. sixteen days later, my aunt died in the hospital. she wasn't that ill before my mom died but maybe depression weakened her because a few days after my mom's interment she just stayed on her bed until she couldn't stand on her feet without anyone's support. our christmas and new year's celebration was different in 2007. it was sad, so sad not having them around anymore but we're happy that they're finally peaceful with the Lord, away from pain and suffering. but you know what, i still feel them around - it's as if they went to another country or something. there'll always be this void but i'm sure they're watching over us.

i won't make a resolution. i'll just do what i always do- to do what is right and always think twice before doing something. i've learned so much growing up and it'd be a waste if i forget all the lessons life has taught me.

here's to 2008. may we all be better people. may we be blessed, be happy, learn more, laugh more and build beautiful memories to look back on in the coming years. cheers! =)



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ABOUT ME:
i'm always in search of something... ermmm.. something what? even i don't know. sometimes i'm too giddy over the littlest of things, other times i'm in a slump- trying to figure out why i'm having another episode of semi-depression. i'm not bipolar though. i remember moments... the beautiful, funny, action-packed, romantic, whatever whatever that comes in front of my eyes. either i'm the protagonist or antagonist of the movie-like scene coz anyway, it's my freaking story. i write and rant about lots of stuff. if i can't express it in writing, i'll just draw it... you know, just to squeeze the creative juices. yeah, that is all.

LINKS! *click click*
My Multiply Site
My DA account
Li'l sis Karen's Deviantart Site
Cris' Multiply
Fellow Arashi fangirl Ace :D
Flickerhappy Studio

THOSE WERE THE DAYS...

December 2004
January 2005
February 2005
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April 2005
June 2005
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September 2005
October 2005
November 2005
December 2005
January 2006
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November 2006
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January 2007
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January 2008
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November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
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November 2009
March 2010
May 2010
June 2010
July 2010



MY MATERIALISTIC WISHLIST!!!
  • Pullips Doll!!!I want! I want!
  • Carebears Dolls
  • My Little Pony toy (haha!)
  • Pen Tablet
  • MP3 Player
  • Another Phone
  • watch ARASHI live woohoo!
  • eat an Okonomiyaki in JAPAN
  • Arashi merchandise
  • eat at the cute ice cream parlor at San Juan :D
  • Battle Royale DVD ripped from DVD XD
  • small whiteboard with marker (just because)
  • New digicam
  • broadband connection at home
  • piano :D :D :D

    quote atm... "I am someone who is looking for love... ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, cant-live-without-each-other love" -Carrie Bradshaw, Sex and the City







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