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crissa, i will share my soulmate with you. haha.

mimi, you are equally as corny. haha.

cristy, both sides. aw, wala diay ka ni.ask? making sure lang. haha.

france, coco chicken or choco chicken? haha.

pia, bless you for inviting the most plipax people. haha.

cole, you are..hmmm… yes, you are. same to you. haha.

kevin, waha. end. haha

trix, spoke. haha

floyd, cutie cutie.

tida and tido, let’s stop and smell the flowers.

guys, i’ve had enough lip-stomach movement. really, the happiness from that day would last me at least 50 years. after that, my mouth could not possibly close itself. even if i’d be talking, it will still be in laughing mode. woohoo, and i thought i was around smart, intelligent, dignified, educated people…hahaha! oie, i still have my twig baya…

hahai, if i fill this with memories…i’d run out of oxygen before finishing this post. hahaha.

see posters and print-ads for more details…meaning, see nicole’s/pia’s/mimi’s blog. hahaha

*it is when I have these moments that I realize how good this life can be. exactly why i should bless God…right pi?! weow, i love you people.

p.s. soulmate, out there i think you are wait. look inside mirror and see face of you. if you thinks you are handsome a little, then it is fine to come here. if not at all handsome even very tiny bit of handsomeness, nevermind come. i knows you have soulmate out there somewhere else to waits for you to go there. but know that i will alway save a heart with place for you. tik cer.

wahahahaha!:) i love you guys! muwahhh with lots of twiginess.

birds. i loathe them.

i woke up as sunlight filled the room. it was a good sleep, at least 9 hours of beauty rest. of course i already expected the bird to fly all over the room!not. gosh, the sight of it made me run to the bathroom in less than a second. i bet that birdy didn’t even see me run. *poof, and i’m nowhere! call me weird, but obnoxious birds freak me out…a lot. so there i was, peeking through the little opening which i so often closed each time the bird wanted a new parking place. haha. mimi was still in slumber. she looked so serene, i didn’t want to wake her for it…but i knew better. she, like me, is freaked out easily. so, i called out her name ever so softly as not to trigger any crazy reaction from the bird. i told her the whole story..well, it wasn’t really difficult to narrate it. i just said.."mi, naa’y bird." and *poof. so there we were. both inside the bathroom, hiding from this little birdy that couldn’t at all stop flying. gosh, for a while there, i thought birds were invicible. don’t they ever get tired of flapping their wings..or shall i say hands?! haha. i had nothing else to do but run to get help. (haha, murag unsa bah.) finally, i was out of the room. ate went into the room to conquer the impossible, and in no time mimi was out of the CR too.

ha, you think it ended there, did you? i thought so too…but just as i calmed myself after that, there was another bird inside the house. i couldn’t go downstairs because it was in the way. trying to escape, it banged itself several times on the glass window. i guess, the window was so clean, it could only see the vast sky beyond it. hahaha. ate let it free after 2 more hide-and-seeks with us.

okay, so that was how my morning went. after that, i enjoyed a cheesy scrambled egg and the rest is too boring to tell.

i loathe birds. no offense to other birds who mind their own businesses. actually, birds that fly far away from me are my friends. them, i love. haha.

there’s nothing else to do. its late and i’m quite ‘fascinated’ with this thing called boredom. haha. there aren’t any good shows. but jay’s interviewing chris from american idol…that could be exciting except that the tv is on mute. i don’t understand a single joke. i just saw jay giving him a set of false teeth after spinning a colorful wheel. i didn’t understand why either. gosh. haha. Now comes tom cruise. ooh…and they’re laughing…and laughing. i’m sooo tempted but i can’t turn on the volume. everyone’s asleep except mimi and i. here’s what i know, tom’s on the show for his movie mi3. i got that! woohoo for me! haha. tan tan tan tan…tananan tananan tananan tanan….haha. oh, they just shook hands. is the show over? …no, they just taking a short break….hmmm….

okay, they’re back. who’s that? oh, michelle rodriguez. nice hair! nice pants too. they laugh…tom joins in the conversation…they laugh…why?! don’t ask me! haha.

i don’t care much about the musical guests. i don’t know them. haha. so, what else is there to do?! MINESWEEPER. i can’t do intermediate yet! haha, loser. geez, i can’t find something else tempting enough to do than to make the volume louder. haha. crazy thought: does jay leno ever have boring days? has he ever ‘minesweeped’? i can switch lives. i’d love to interview tom or george or paul or johnny or jake or heath….haha. or, i can interview oprah! that would be fun. haha. then i’d be on tv while jay concentrates on his minesweeper, tempted to turn on the volume. on second thought, i wouldn’t want to switch places. i love my life. although his might be more lively and fun..that’s for sure. haha. i love my family, my plipax friends, my dreaming modes, summer rains, blogging, watching mute shows, tan tanan’s….haha. nah, i wouldn’t switch lives. i’m enjoying too much.

life isn’t so bad to me after all. seeing that yellow smiley turn into a frown after clicking the wrong square becomes annoying after some time, but what the heck…i’m loving the life. so come on boredom, you’ve got to do better than this if you want me to quit life. try jay, maybe you could get him to play minesweeper for a change. haha.

P.S.  gosh guy. you don’t have to cry this much. the drizzle took my attention already.  you didn’t have to bawl a bagyo out of those cute dreamy eyes. you’ll just get more morning stars. haha.

p.p.s.  here’s something to cheer you up. "close your eyes, dry your tears…you’ll be safe here." oops, did i just make you cry harder. (yabaga jud diay nko oie! haha. pait) don’t worry, at least we’re under the same moon. (drama! haha!..)

hai, i love this summer!

oops. five ‘happy losers’ are actually posted on my blog. shox, kaloser nko oie! bwahaha.

hai, i don’t know whether i should be sad or happy, crazy or calm, hyper or tired!whoo. my plipax mind can’t think straight. this is too complicated. haha! it’s may 11. my superduper guy (char!) left for manila today. i thought i’d see him at the airport, but i didn’t. haha. i wished i would. God knows how one particular person actually prayed for our meeting. gosh, apilon lagi ang wind! haha. it’s raining, although it’s still summer. this is a sign, really. i know these drops are his tears. he misses me too much. i don’t just think it, i know it! (ah, murag unsa!haha) it’s either that or he’s crying because of the bruises and scratches we’ve caused him. haha…unintentionally. but no, that couldn’t be…he’s not chuva..so i don’t think he’d cry over itsy bitsy teeny weeny little yayay’s.hahaha.

hai…the house is quiet now. i’m not particularly liking it…the silence is deafening. i guess my ears adapted to the noise before…and while my eardrums expanded willingly then, they aren’t shrinking fast enough now. haha. i actually enjoy watching pbb when other plipax people get kilig with me. good for those whose lolos chikka..haha. anyhow, i didn’t get too sad from their departure. i had better things to do than frown. my thumb was busy typing tan tanan’s on my phone…and well, my mind was too confused whether those tan tanan’s which were sent to me were to be processed. hahaha. who would have known guessing tunes would actually be so very, very, very disturbing! joke. haha.

i’m glad i made it through this day. my hopes went up and down several times…and i’m glad it’s zero now..at least it’s stable.haha. there’s nothing to be sad about though. i’m contented with breathing the same air and stepping on the same grounds with him for one day. the thought that we aren’t too far way from each other…didn’t contribute to the happy feeling (haha.)…but of course, it adds to the drama.."we were so near…yet so far…(stare at stars)" haha!:) toink. oops, i think i just made him stumble again. haha. maybe i’ll never see him sing again. probably, i’d never even see him ever again. so what, dreaming isn’t so bad. after all, i make the endings of my fairytales. that case, i can go see his concert for free…front row seat pa jud! then, there’ll be dinners and blah blah blah…:) haha…ay, i’ll be bringing someone along diay in case i go a-fainting! haha.:)

gosh, when will this rain ever stop. i wish it will soon, or else there will be too much muta to handle. eek, major turn off! haha.

there wouldn’t be any sweaty afternoons with sweaty friends anymore…peace! there wouldn’t be any dares to chicken out from or a mayet to tease with. haha. man, tths’s would be boring now that it’s over… except, of course, for those who are still wanting to be in the women’s team and thus are planning to enroll themselves for the second round of training. haha. as for me, well…i’ll be watching from the bleachers as ‘dainty’ balls roll while dainty-socked feet kick them. haha…wait, wala man diay bleachers sa venue..shucks. pungko nasad. haha!

i didn’t expect to do well. doi, i think i could play basketball better..and whoo, do i suck at that too! so yeah.. i sucked big time. haha…losing in front of parents of children ages 10 below as their ‘oh-so-annoying-talented-kids’ (haha…loser jud!) confirm my loserness at long last was quite..hmm..embarassing?! hahaha! oh well, as coach says…nice try ladies! toink. but who really cares…i had the best time laughing my butt off the twiggy ground. haha.

Oh no, I left my ‘lucky-kuno’ twig in my pocket..wait….Okay, it’s safe now. Haha.

i have to give credit to our tall and short coaches for enduring our most boisterous laughter over the ‘gurge voice issue’. hmmm…friz, naa pa ka’y chance for the ultimate no.2 question! hahaha! for the soccer people who dread whistle sounds, thanks for making me look like a fool with my ‘adidas’ hanging red uniform. haha. i think the sun makes me laugh too much.

what else can i say, i’m one happy loser.! hahaha.

there wouldn’t be any sweaty afternoons with sweaty friends anymore…peace! there wouldn’t be any dares to chicken out from or a mayet to tease with. haha. man, tths’s would be boring now that it’s over… except, of course, for those who are still wanting to be in the women’s team and thus are planning to enroll themselves for the second round of training. haha. as for me, well…i’ll be watching from the bleachers as ‘dainty’ balls roll while dainty-socked feet kick them. haha…wait, wala man diay bleachers sa venue..shucks. pungko nasad. haha!

i didn’t expect to excell at this sport. doi, i think i could play basketball better..and whoo, do i suck at that too! so yeah.. i sucked big time. haha…losing in front of parents of children ages 10 below as their ‘oh-so-annoying-talented-kids’ (haha…loser jud!) confirm my loserness at long last was quite..hmm..embarassing?! hahaha! oh well, as coach says…nice try ladies! toink. but who really cares…i had the best time laughing my butt off the twiggy ground. haha.

i have to give credit for our tall and short coaches for enduring our most boisterous laughter over the ‘gurge voice issue’. hmmm…friz, naa pa ka’y chance for the ultimate no.2 question! hahaha! for the soccer people who dread whistle sounds, thanks for making me look like fool with my ‘adidas’ red uniform. haha. i think the sun makes me laugh too much.

what else can i say, i’m one happy loser.! hahaha.

there wouldn’t be any sweaty afternoons with sweaty friends anymore…peace! there wouldn’t be any dares to chicken out from or a mayet to tease with. haha. man, tths’s would be boring now that it’s over… except, of course, for those who are still wanting to be in the women’s team and thus are planning to enroll themselves for the second round of training. haha. as for me, well…i’ll be watching from the bleachers as ‘dainty’ balls roll while dainty-socked feet kick them. haha…wait, wala man diay bleachers sa venue..shucks. pungko nasad. haha!

i didn’t expect to excell at this sport. doi, i think i could play basketball better..and whoo, do i suck at that too! so yeah.. i sucked big time. haha…losing in front of parents of children ages 10 below as their ‘oh-so-annoying-talented-kids’ (haha…loser jud!) confirm my loserness at long last was quite..hmm..embarassing?! hahaha! oh well, as coach says…nice try ladies! toink. but who really cares…i had the best time laughing my butt off the twiggy ground. haha.

i have to give credit for our tall and short coaches for enduring our most boisterous laughter over the ‘gurge voice issue’. hmmm…friz, naa pa ka’y chance for the ultimate no.2 question! hahaha! for the soccer people who dread whistle sounds, thanks for making me look like fool with my ‘adidas’ red uniform. haha. i think the sun makes me laugh too much. haha.

what else can i say, i’m one happy loser.! haha.

there wouldn’t be any sweaty afternoons with sweaty friends anymore…peace! there wouldn’t be any dares to chicken out from or a mayet to tease with. haha. man, tths’s would be boring now that it’s over… except, of course, for those who are still wanting to be in the women’s team and thus are planning to enroll themselves for the second round of training. haha. as for me, well…i’ll be watching from the bleachers as ‘dainty’ balls roll while dainty-socked feet kick them. haha…wait, wala man diay bleachers sa venue..shucks. pungko nasad. haha!

i didn’t expect to excell at this sport. doi, i think i could play basketball better..and whoo, do i suck at that too! so yeah.. i sucked big time. haha…losing in front of parents of children ages 10 below as their ‘oh-so-annoying-talented-kids’ (haha…loser jud!) confirm my loserness at long last was quite..hmm..embarassing?! hahaha! oh well, as coach says…nice try ladies! toink. but who really cares…i had the best time laughing my butt off the twiggy ground. haha.

i have to give credit for our tall and short coaches for enduring our most boisterous laughter over the ‘gurge voice issue’. hmmm…friz, naa pa ka’y chance for the ultimate no.2 question! hahaha! for the soccer people who dread whistle sounds, thanks for making me look like fool with my ‘adidas’ red uniform. haha. i think the sun makes me laugh too much. haha.

what else can i say, i’m one happy loser.! haha.

there wouldn’t be any sweaty afternoons with sweaty friends anymore…peace! there wouldn’t be any dares to chicken out from or a mayet to tease with. haha. man, tths’s would be boring now that it’s over… except, of course, for those who are still wanting to be in the women’s team and thus are planning to enroll themselves for the second round of training. haha. as for me, well…i’ll be watching from the bleachers as ‘dainty’ balls roll while dainty-socked feet kick them. haha…wait, wala man diay bleachers sa venue..shucks. pungko nasad. haha!

i didn’t expect to excell at this sport. doi, i think i could play basketball better..and whoo, do i suck at that too! so yeah.. i sucked big time. haha…losing in front of parents of children ages 10 below as their ‘oh-so-annoying-talented-kids’ (haha…loser jud!) confirm my loserness at long last was quite..hmm..embarassing?! hahaha! oh well, as coach says…nice try ladies! toink. but who really cares…i had the best time laughing my butt off the twiggy ground. haha.

i have to give credit for our tall and short coaches for enduring our most boisterous laughter over the ‘gurge voice issue’. hmmm…friz, naa pa ka’y chance for the ultimate no.2 question! hahaha! for the soccer people who dread whistle sounds, thanks for making me look like fool with my ‘adidas’ red uniform. haha. i think the sun makes me laugh too much.

what else can i say, i’m one happy loser.! hahaha.