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Y .Wednesday, May 30, 2007.

back to school (na naman?)

four days. and classes will resume.

fourth year na kami. (sigh*)
grabe...
ang bilis.
pero wala na kaming magagawa.
sana mag enjoy kaming lahat.
sana...
sana...
sana...




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  • Y .Friday, May 18, 2007.

    "manakawan ka na, wag lang masunugan."

    likewise of what ate karla experienced, i knew the feeling too. the traumatic incident happened when i was twelve in age, it was around two o'clock in the morning when we were awakened by the men with big voices, knocking hardly on our gate. and you know that it scares when someone shouts at night. they were calling my father, "mang vic! mang vic! may sunog po!" so from the moment those words became clear to our ears, we all rushed outside as i got my mobile phone and call the police station. yeah, police. because i don't have the number of the fire station. after minutes of two or three, i saw the fire engulfing the side of our building. it's not our house that is burning, it is the coco lumber beside our store. so you wouldn't expect the fire to spread slowly because imagine how fast those woods and rattan could turn into ashes quick. and think of our store that has lots of diapers and thread (sinulid) in it, a splint and an oxygen gas can bring our whole business into black, plain carbon. in times of this, a minute counts, a second is very important, but the fire trucks came too late that when i stare at the fire, i can see the wall of our building seemed to be painted black. thank God after an hour and some minutes, water wins over fire. NAPAKABAIT NI GOD. but the lumber wasn't saved. their woods turned into coals, which if they sell can still be exchanged for some pennies.

    the fire isn't an accident. if you would ask how it starts, you wouldn't like it because it was because of (they say) vengeance. someone wanted to revenge on the proprietor of the coco lumber beside our store. and if that fire didn't just killed the lumber and if it also caused the death of what my parents worked for so many years with blood and sweat, i may not forgive them.

    traumatic. terrible. scary. nights aren't easy for me after what happened. more often, i'm awake when it's one to three o'clock in the morning. i just can't sleep and be at ease because i could still hear the fire cracks and the shouts of the men again and again. but then i found peace after a week i think.

    truly, napakabait ni God. and may the owner of the lumber learned, not to take revenge back on the person who wanted to revenge on him. if in case he chose to be bad, blood may shed on both sides if they don't stop.

    dagdag:
    the owner of the said lumber died already, just last april. the cause of death, gunshot. he was shot while walking home. so it's up to you to think. do you think he learned from the fire? or he did the other way around?

    ate karla:
    super kind ni God. super!!! He loves us. so much. pray...



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  • Y .Thursday, May 17, 2007.




    i got carried away with yesternight's maria flordeluna's episode. too good i was able to control my tears and better they weren't as stubborn as i am.

    i often tell my friends that i hate watching the show because whenever wilma (flordeluna's step sister; an antagonist) do crazy things, my day is becoming so bad. and if brigida (wilma's granny; another antagonist) comes as well, grrrrrrrrrrr, my day will surely turn worst. in short, whatever happens, i always get affected. i can't help and avoid it, maybe perhaps the casts really have the super power to attract viewers and catch their hearts. unfortunately, they were able to have mine in their trap.

    so now you know that cathy loves the kapamilya chanel at night and cathy often cries on teleserye. in conclusion, day by day, she drowns in whirlpool of different emotions from different shows. that's why she prays. why? so when she sleeps, she will no longer be seeing maging sino ka man's and maria flordeluna's characters. if ever she sees them in her dreams, she better turn off the television when the hands of the clock hit past eight in the evening.

    generalization:
    i don't hate the show, neither watching it. what i hate is when it wins in governing my feelings as i end up telling myself, "ano ka ba, palabas lang yan! masyado kang nadadala." well, i just thought that that was an evidence how good the program is. ayt?



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  • Y .Wednesday, May 16, 2007.



    from the time gma7 televised mulawin (which they say made a big hit on tv but not for me) that was followed by oh-so-many-more fantaserye, i’ve always long for a teleserye i can watch. a night time show that will carry out the best casts and the nicest love story ever that will feel like different from watching a koreanovela, chinovela, etc. and suddenly the kapamilya channel fulfilled my longing through the serye titled ‘maging sino ka man’. since then, i turned out to be a former kapuso and devote myself to seven’s greatest competitor, two.

    though the sched of the telenovela changed to a very late time when school isn't over yet, i still wait for it patiently, pouring my thirty minutes in front of the idiot box that is supposed-to-be-an-added-thirty-minutes to my sleep already. simply because i don't wanna miss the happenings and the chikahan in school that awaits the next day. (puzon might envy me if she'll know that i neglected an episode.)

    so the time elapsed and it seems so short because on friday, maging sino ka man will end its super-over-mega-hyper nice and unique love+family+business+friendship+romantic story i’ve ever known. maging bagyo pa man ang dumating, no one can stop the ending. so, a huhu for me. just as yesternight, for an unknown reason, a crystal of water dropped from my right eye (which researchers say that the first tear that comes from the right eye signifies happiness and if from the left, it says sadness). this happened when ellie, who runs after the bus which jackie rides in, caught the bus driver’s attention and the incident leads to the elli and jackie's story happy ending. naiyak talaga ako. it may sound ridiculous but i really did.

    so just for a support and gratitude to the show, here in my blog, the poorest blog on Earth, are some lines i've treasured that either touched my heart or commanded my erector pili muscles to contract and experience goosebumps.


    * i never said that i love you... -sam milby

    * you flirt all guys! you are the best slut in town!! -sam milby

    * sa buhay, hanap tayo ng hanap kung sino ang magmamahal sa atin at ung mamahalin din natin. pero madalas pag andyan na, pinapakawalan natin. -ann curtis

    * ellie what is it ba? is it pride? o natatakot lang tayo masaktan? -ann curtis

    * kung natutunaw ka lang sa mga titig ko, siguro matagal ka ng nalusaw. pero siguro mas maganda kung malusaw ka na lang. kasi baka kapag kilala na kita, baka hindi ko naman alam kung nasaang lupalop ka ng mundo ngayon. -ann curtis

    * ayokong sabihin ang mga salitang alam kong totoo pero hindi ko naman kayang patunayan. kaya hahayaan ko na lang siyang makahanap ng magmammahal sa kanya. ung handang magbigay ng higit sa kaya ko. -john lloyd cruz

    * mahal kita noon. mahal kita ngayon. at habang buhay kitang mamahalin. -john lloyd cruz

    * araw araw kitang liligawan. araw araw kitang pasasagutin. -john lloyd cruz

    * hindi ako handa. wala akong singsing. at ang tanging maibibigay ko lang sa iyo ay ang puso ko. -john lloyd cruz

    * tinatanggap ko ang puso mo. -bea alonzo

    * alam ng Diyos, elli, na ikaw ang buhay ko. ikaw lang. -bea alonzo




    yu-ar-di-best!! frahmiz!:)



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  • Y .Monday, May 14, 2007.

    question

    you have a promise to yourself that your first commitment should be your last. but suddenly someone special crossed your way and eventually things just happened that both of you fell to have the same feelings. the question now is 'would you rather give up what you promised or stick to it to prove youself that promises are not meant to be broken?'



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  • Y ..

    umaambisyon

    ambisyosa ako.

    oo, ang laki ng mga pangarap ko. mga pangarap na pakiramdam ko mas malaki pa sa mundo. mga pangarap na sa sobrang dami, mukhang walang matutupad.

    sabi nila, ang mangarap ay libre. at ang mga pangarap mo ang maghahatid sa iyo sa ikauunlad mo. pero naisip ko lang, dahil sa mga pangarap na mayroon ang isang tao, mas malaki ang posibilidad na ma-depress lang. may narinig akong balita. hindi ko alam kung totoo. pero ang sabi, nagpakamatay daw yung anak ni senator miriam defensor santiago. ang dahilan: hindi nakapasa sa upcat. tumayo ang mga balahibo ko. oh my goodness, goosebumps. paano ba naman, pangarap daw ng nasabing nag exam ang makapasa sa upcat. pero dahil sa bigong inaasam, binawi ang sariling buhay sa kalungkutan. sayang.

    ako man ay may pangarap ng katulad sa anak ni mrs. santiago. kung sakaling mangyari sa akin ang pagbagsak, alam kong maraming magtataka, maraming bulungan, opinyon at kung anu ano pang kachuvahan dahil maraming umaasa. walang madali sa parte ko. puro pressures pa nga. pero paano na nga lang kung same situation ang mangyari na pakiramdam ko hindi rin naman talaga ako papasa. well, no choice. dapat tanggapin. at wag na wag kikitilin ang sarili. baka kapag ginawa ko yun eh subuan na lang ako ng mansanas at ilagay sa hapag kainan para magkasilbi at makapagpabusog pa ng mga kumakalam na tiyan at naglalaway na bibig.

    kaya ngayon, hindi na lang muna ako mangangarap. dahil baka kapag hindi para sa akin ang pangarap ko, may isa pang magpakamatay.

    wahaha :p ano ba itong pinost ko? napakawalang kwenta. hehe!

    (asus! minsan na nga lang magpopost eh gobbledygook pa. pasensya na mga readers. wala kasi akong maisip.)



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  • Y .Wednesday, May 02, 2007.

    on-blog-leave

    again?

    ayeah, again. right that i've finished modifying a skin and i really thought i will write back to my blog. but. but. i will be in a vacation with uncertainty number of days.

    so-c-ya-zun!



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