There are 31 numbers in the calendar
16 Nov 2011 Leave a Comment
I’m holding the 30th spot… in years! Oh well, I was wishing my waistline will match my age but my 3000- calorie diet didn’t work. Mind you, I was a 29- inch waistline record holder 2 years ago! YAY. It shrunk three months after I gave birth, though. :/ Yes, that’s right. I have a little human– a womb escapee who exited down from my vagina. She’s cute and all and a bit snotty. So yeah, I’m 30. Not a big deal. I guess what I have to deal big is– myself and my other incessant “selves”. If you know what I mean. No? Me neither. You know, I have a bucket list. I don’t think I’ll ever cross out the first one. It says Be A Millionaire before I turn 30. I was so close to it I swear. Almost there. But almost doesn’t count. Maybe changing it to Be A Millionaire before I turn 31 won’t hurt. I hope going to Machu Picchu won’t be that hard because that’s second on my list.
Also, I have to always remind myself to make room for what is GOOD and RIGHT. The hardest thing and the right thing are the same, they say. I’ve been a bad bad girl. Really bad. God knows how bad I was/am. But for all the things I’ve done, I guess I did something right to have the love and things I need. IDK. Whatever, universe! I’m not good with words and my vocabulary is not extensive, my grasp of grammar is not phenomenal and I don’t have a superlative command of syntax. Taahtah! xoxo
That’s why you are fat
26 Oct 2011 2 Comments
in lolcat
Disclaimer: To all my friends who think they are fat/or really fat, this is NOT for you. So chill. 
You can only lose what you cling to
25 Sep 2011 3 Comments
I mean, c’mon! It’s just a kite. You can make one or can buy it at a thrift store. Ask yourself this:
“Will this matter a year from now? It’s only best to fly kites in summer. Also, Happy Christmas!
My sense of smell can beat your sense of humor
18 Aug 2011 1 Comment
I judge people on how they smell, not how they look. -J Lo
~AGREED.
blug blug
01 Aug 2011 2 Comments
I rarely update this blog. There’s nothing much to read about it anyway. I’m not really the type who talks about myself or tell everyone what shit I have been through. I don’t like making fun of people either or make fun of animals and tell the world about how I skinned a cat and ate my own favorite dog. I don’t like whining about the weather, social and political issues, the birds, the bees and whatnot.
Okay, okay. There are lies in between. Believe me.
Well, I’m out of well-turned phrases at this point ( as if I really have a well-turned phrases).
Also, I am mentally imbalanced to a spectacular degree.
We have to celebrate. Yes. srsly.
imaginary
07 May 2011 Leave a Comment
Someday everyone will have imaginary friends on the Internet and not just in regular life.
i want to know your name
06 May 2010 3 Comments
I’m like a goldfish when it comes to names. I remember faces quite well, though. When you see me somewhere and smile at me then I smile back at you it’s probably because I sometimes confuse smiling from asking What is your name again? So yeah. Hello.
no matter what they say
27 Apr 2010 2 Comments
My husband says I’m beautiful and attractive. Ah, men and their little white lies!
It’s not who you love, it’s how
19 Apr 2010 Leave a Comment
My cousin visited us after 15 years since her last vacation. All grown up and in her late 20′s like me ( but is still single) she suddenly murmured and pointed her mouth at me.
naknangpoo! akalain mo,tong tomboy na to makakapag asawa pa pala!” “sunnamab**! who would’ve thought this tomboy will ever get married?!
Why do I always get that queer look/ question from people I knew when I was a kid?
Okay, I was a tomboy. ( I guess I still am with the way I dress) It doesn’t mean I’m a full grown lesbian. I hope people know the difference. Also, I mention this tomboy/lesbian talk here just to connect one of my favorite movie lines EVER.
Alyssa: Why are we stopping?
Holden: Because I can’t take this.
Alyssa: Can’t take what?
Holden: I love you.
Alyssa: You love me?
Holden: I love you. And not, not in a friendly way, although I think we’re great friends. And not in a misplaced affection, puppy-dog way, although I’m sure that’s what you’ll call it. I love you. Very, very simple, very truly. You are the epitome of everything I have ever looked for in another human being. And I know that you think of me as just a friend, and crossing that line is the furthest thing from an option you would ever consider. But I had to say it. I just, I can’t take this anymore. I can’t stand next to you without wanting to hold you. I can’t, I can’t look into your eyes without feeling that, that longing you only read about in trashy romance novels. I can’t talk to you without wanting to express my love for everything you are. And I know this will probably queer our friendship – no pun intended – but I had to say it, because I’ve never felt this way before, and I don’t care. I like who I am because of it. And if bringing this to light means we can’t hang out anymore, then that hurts me. But God, I just, I couldn’t allow another day to go by without just getting it out there, regardless of the outcome, which by the look on your face is to be the inevitable shoot-down. And, you know, I’ll accept that. But I know… I know that some part of you is hesitating for a moment, and if there is a moment of hesitation, then that means you feel something too. All I ask, please, is that you just, you just not dismiss that – and try to dwell in it for just ten seconds. Alyssa, there isn’t another soul on this fucking planet who has ever made me half the person I am when I’m with you, and I would risk this friendship for the chance to take it to the next plateau. Because it is there between you and me. You can’t deny that. Even if, you know, even if we never talk again after tonight, please know that I’m forever changed because of who you are and what you’ve meant to me, which – while I do appreciate it – I’d never need a painting of birds bought at a diner to remind me of.
Memorable Quotes from:
Chasing Amy
note: Alyssa’s a lesbo
today i re-write poetry or something like it.
19 Apr 2010 Leave a Comment
I visited my old, stupid, dead blog and found this stupid spaz. I felt poetic on the 4th and 5th line.heh.
If I were a Calgarian, I’ll vote for you
12 Apr 2010 Leave a Comment
You know, being the funny guy that you are I thought it was just a joke when you said that you are going to run for mayor. All the best dear friend. Go Paulinate!
next to King Solomon and Mark Twain
07 Apr 2010 Leave a Comment
David Sedaris is my favorite author.
to the man who is the only person i know who fits the Sheldon robot character,
22 Mar 2010 Leave a Comment
… He would think I fit the Francesca robot character too, because I’m creative and free spirited ( and CLUMSY, robot-sy at times…etc).
I printscreened the image above from the movie I’m Here because I was curious what the binary eyes meant. (It meant NOTHING. It’s a malformed binary. It’s not divisible by 8! I guess the writer or whoever thought of drawing that Francesca-esque doodle scene didn’t have real binary intention for some geeks like the person who writes this blog entry to decipher it! what kind of geekery is this am I talking about?!!!) Anyway,
I’m Here is a love story about two robots living in contemporary Los Angeles. The sad-eyed robot librarian Sheldon (Andrew Garfield) leads a lonely and methodical life, until he one day meets Francesca, a creative and free-spirited female robot (played by Sienna Guillory). Robot romance develops and the story is just as beautiful as it is unpredictable (Francesca being clumsy is predictable, though).
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thanks to Zach Braff, he made me click his fb status link.
not even money back guarantee
16 Mar 2010 Leave a Comment
You can’t purchase your life . It’s a gift. Be thankful instead.
it’s one of those signs
10 Mar 2010 2 Comments
- Logic center of brain temporarily shut down
- You finally have a reason to spend all day in bed
- Inability to wipe the smug smile from your face
- Painful postponement of flatulent outbursts
the list goes on…
behind these search engine terms…
27 Feb 2010 Leave a Comment
is a PERVERT. Is my tagging wrong and perv related? I mean, c’mon!
royally
24 Feb 2010 Leave a Comment
I felt sexy though when i ate this whole watermelon that stayed in my tummy for nine months.
the kiss will know if lips stay still
08 Feb 2010 Leave a Comment
in finding emo Tags: valentine's chuva
The decision to kiss for the first time is the most crucial in any love story. It changes the relationship of two people much more strongly than even the final surrender; because this kiss already has within it that surrender. – Emil Ludwig
I have to admit, my first kiss ever was UGHk!. It was like the end of the world. Such trauma, y’know.
from an angel’s wings to a fallen star
08 Feb 2010 Leave a Comment
in finding emo
Happy Valentine’s Day!
my post seems sad, but look at the bright side. Hearts may break but Love will live forever. Eew. I’m not good at this. Really.
it’s funny when
19 Jan 2010 Leave a Comment
A: it’s either hard to find or B: they’re are feeling lucky!
dear jada,
14 Jan 2010 Leave a Comment
in finding emo
You’re my honey bunch, sugar plum, pumpy umpy umpkin.
You’re my sweetie pie.
You’re my cuppy cake,gumdrops, snoogums boogums you’re,
The apple of my eye!
And I love you so, and I want you to know that i’ll always be right here.
And I love to sing this song to you
Because you are so dear!
when he tells you this
14 Jan 2010 Leave a Comment
It’s a sign he’s dumping you. I heard that line before.
taste doesn’t matter, curve does.
17 Dec 2008 Leave a Comment
“Height doesn’t matter. Weight does ” — printed on men’s dick-o-meter. As seen on your weighing scale.
metamorphosis
17 Dec 2008 Leave a Comment
once upon a time, my favorite kid, Kaetlin, asked me this question.
quoting audrey
17 Nov 2008 Leave a Comment
Your heart just breaks, that’s all. But you can’t judge, or point fingers. You just have to be lucky enough to find someone who appreciates you.
I don’t want to be alone, I want to be left alone.
I so use the second quote when I’m cranky and all. :p
maze of questions
20 Oct 2008 Leave a Comment
in come to think of it, questions
- Who are you?
- sunny side-up or well done?
- hot or cold?
- pee or poop?
- Obama-Biden or McCain-Palin loveteam?
- who can make you feel less alone?
- what’s the best thing that ever happened to you?
- Are you happy ( like really, really happy) now?
Whatever your answers are, make sure you are not lying to yourself.
got milk?
08 Oct 2008 6 Comments
in oh snap!
I always want to have a Got Milk? poster. when I become a celebrity– acting in a low budget Hollywood chic flick. Heck, who am I kidding? It’s not gonna happen. So I told myself, -Think bubble: “Hey, you don’t have to be a celebrity to have your own poster. Why not make one?“
Then boom, a lightbulb moment! :p Ew.
love hate – it’s easy to locate
08 Oct 2008 Leave a Comment
in questions
if love is surrender, then whose war is it anyway?
who sells sanctuary?
02 Oct 2008 3 Comments
in questions
trust me, you are more gross than this photo. stop acting like you’re puking and shit.
Look! Cat fight!
30 Sep 2008 2 Comments
in lolcat
if girls petty fight like this..ROR.
painted this 3 hours ago. will post the final piece when it’s done.
stop asking that
26 Sep 2008 1 Comment
Link exchange doesn’t matter to me. I don’t really care if I get a traffic jam or zero view a day. I don’t intend to be a rising internet star ( no pun intended to Mike Villar ) because that’s too impossible.
If I like your blog or site, I store your url in my brain. If you read your name on my exit pages, it only means that you need special mention. Well, not really. Just because. I’ve got favorite sites that I go to everyday. I don’t link those url here. Why? Just because. 
Now, stop that sad look. I won’t link you here. It was stored in my brain. You just don’t know.
Also, I don’t give comments to any blogs that much for the fear that I might sound stupid and off topic.
That is all.
are you coin operated?
19 Sep 2008 Leave a Comment
Better question is, do want a coin operated thingermajig?
coin operated boy
sitting on the shelf he is just a toy
but i turn him on and he comes to life
automatic joy
that is why i want a coin operated boy
this entry is inspired by Dresden Doll's song Coin Operated Boy
I say a lot of things in silence
19 Sep 2008 2 Comments
There are two things about me. One, I don’t put any malice on the things I see even if I know something’s goin on. Two, I just plainly don’t give a damn.
FOR SALE
19 Sep 2008 Leave a Comment
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FRIENDS
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SELF ESTEEM KIT (sold out)
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UNCONDITIONAL LOVE
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i pacified your ego just because. but…
16 Sep 2008 2 Comments
in oh snap!
She’s so nice that it makes up for her face.
Sorry, I lied.
you won’t hear her say it, but
11 Sep 2008 Leave a Comment
in finding emo Tags: folktale falling in love with you
. . . and the hurting at the end–she’d go there again because it was beautiful.
A or B ?
11 Sep 2008 Leave a Comment
in oh snap!
Damn it, can I just choose Group Nothing? Fffffpk! Damn you universe!
can’t make a good title
09 Sep 2008 6 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: aaaay si piolo pascual
Sally and I were chatting about when are we going to watch ITALY.
…. SHUT UP!!!
We both giggled how *jologs* people think of the thought that we love some local celebrities. Then she started ‘fessing that she loves Piolo Pascual to death. And I was like, “gollies, I love him too! I don’t care much about the rumors. He’s just sooooooo guapo.”
Both of us were giggling.
Then Sally said–
Sally: Sometimes I wish that Jam (boy friend or boyfriend? hee) looks like him…
Sally: but no matter how I close my eyes and think
Sally: dili gyud (it just, couldn’t.. wouldn’t..)… how paet!!!
Haha. Sally, that girl.
As promised, I sketched Piolo. Don’t kill me if it’s a bit farfetched. Yeah, Sall, this one’s dedicated to you.
nom nom ees yer boithday!
09 Sep 2008 Leave a Comment
in Uncategorized Tags: sir choco happy birthday sakura chan
Congratulations to you who received this seemingly delicious cake.
not because I’m bored. well, yeah, maybe I am.
08 Sep 2008 3 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: caricature, jolina magdangal, rough sketch
–and I want to watch her new movie ITALY. True story.
you are what you pretend to be
05 Sep 2008 7 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: paaapooooy
That is true. I think it’s the cutest animal on earth. I should stop eating pork. 
(
I love pigs. I eat pork. I love pigs. I eat pork. I love pigs. I eat pork. I’m cautiously not enjoying it. Okay, not with lechon. aaaaaaaaaaaaargh!. I recorded my voice sounding like a pig –Babe, Duchess the cat , Ferdinand the duck and Fly the sheepdog. It’s just an excerpt from my favorite movie Babe, The Gallant Pig.
Listen Babe
no need to iron it with botox
05 Sep 2008 Leave a Comment
This is a tribute to my grandparents. I Know. Mushy.
Holy inferiority complex, Batman!
28 Aug 2008 5 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: batman robin
Worse is when you fancy that you are Alfred the butler.
Not everyone is meant to make a difference
28 Aug 2008 Leave a Comment
in Uncategorized Tags: don't tread on me
But it can be an option
your own wonderland
28 Aug 2008 Leave a Comment
Do you feel like Alice tumbling down the rabbit hole? Unlike her, you want to land on your own wonderland that makes perfect sense. Well, isn’t your reality what you wished and hoped for so long ago?
Use your hands.
