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Our ex-maid is getting married to a Lebanese guy

Jun. 11th, 2009 | 12:26 pm

The son of her new masters liked her. So they’re getting hitched back in the Philippines, in Isabela. That’s why her house is getting renovated.

Cinderella story ha.


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May. 18th, 2009 | 04:13 pm

i want sleep. sleep, oh sleep! why am i deprived of sleep? :(

GRRR ITM.

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May. 18th, 2009 | 03:52 pm

is waiting for the lovers to come back here. Haha. Did I blog this sentence everywhere? :))

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Lit Poem.

Mar. 24th, 2009 | 07:18 pm

UNANSWERED LETTER
Tess Gallagher

Your silence is leaning towards judgement
Yesterday I bragged, writing to calm
my paranoid friend, that I never assumer
the worst when my pals don't write. Now
assuming the worst, I think what I must have
done, or not done. Surely some recognition
will brand the door of my hoyse, or
rich attention flutter down.

How natural, in silence, to credit delay
with intention, like the word oar
insisting on water. The need also to
advice the self around exaggeration,
i.e., "nobody loves me", because nothing is
coming back, and next to nothing, not
to act like a transistor radio left on into
the night, voices singing like an ear
baffled by the rain, or someone refused
because they think so.

Those others you loved elsewhere, you miss
what they haven't said. They belong
to some permission to go as more
than yourself, a clarity that adds you back
to all you cast off, as when
you want to be the good light of a lamp
scanning the firmanent, or rain- its pleasure
with an open boat.

So what is unanswered keeps you coming back
to yourself, telling you what you wanted
only when it didn't come, having now
to make up this difference.
Even moments you think empty, the world
doesn't stop speaking-the windshield
blurred suddenly by a sighting of gravestones,
before you are driver through the underpass

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Mar. 3rd, 2009 | 05:53 am

Hi world. This is from someone who is coming from Cramming-Math-World.

So, here's the thing. Monthsaries. Do people actually celebrate it? Is it sad when some guys just prefer not to?

My opinion: Not at all. I have NOOOOO IDEA WHY. ewan. perfectly logical?

kasi look at it this way: if you celebrate monthsaries, it's like showing people na "blah blah blah and I are together since blah blah time yada yada yada" and you tend to...duh, celebrate with all the this and that. but gets, if you guys really do like each other, you don't have to celebrate it every freaking month. tapos yung doing something special on your monthsary day. YOU CAN DO SOMETHING SPECIAL ANY DAY, cause every day is special when you're with that someone. gets? you don't need a date to proclaim your love. you can do it everyday. even the greeting also...you're proclaiming na rin na you've been with this person for blah blah months. well, for me it doesn't work that way. i don't think you have to count how long you guys are together. i mean yeah, the day you guys got together may be memorable but in the long run, you'd probably forget it. and i guess it doesn't matter as much cause as long as you're happy with each other, it doesn't matter how long you guys are or something. time won't dictate your relationship. what's important is what you have with the person. you don't have to proclaim it to the world. in the long run, hindi naman yung time na you guys got together ang babalikan niyo, it's the memories you have with the person.

and with that, here's to Math and the couple celebrating their monthsary. Happy first month. :)

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