prexypinoy to the world

The scariest part of the year is about to unfold... Oh no! It's not yet November but it's.... Febscary. I mean February. I am quite sure most classrooms are adorned with a man and a woman, the man holding a bow and the woman, as I remembered, holding the heart and yes, it's in red. And the ceiling would be in overrated twirls and chains of red and colorful sorts. It's really predictable, yes the Valentines month. So why scary? One word: None. As in nada. zilch. zero. diet. no sugar. no date. no whatever. Although it's never new to me. My imaginative side just wants some exploration. Something that my mind could really dwell and makes my heart swell. Dinners. Flowers. Chocs. Letters. Hmnn, I wish... I wish... Forgive me but I seem to incline myself in a much more fairy old tale stories. my friend told me that my fairytale has not yet started and all I have to do is wait for it. Although the idea is so comforting, a part of me seems to disagree. Life is never a fairyt

If Toni G. waited for twenty three years before she said "yes" to a boy then I can wait for twenty three years and more! haha It's just that I'm inspired how special girls can wait for their princes for the longest time and I see no reason for me to rush things up. Or alright. Admitting, I came to a point where I got so curious and told myself to just go and don't look back. I waited for months, the first guy who would at least tell me things I ought to hear and would at least jive in my moods would be welcome but halfway through getting there, I called off the deal. I realized I deserve much more. A good friend told me I'm asking too much. I was putting myself in a pedestal as if I am the hottest human being created. I laughed so hard when I heard it and asked her if it was a sin. I was not being prude or presumptive of anything, why would I settle for someone who I find no interest in? Que may itsura or wala, que sensible or hindi, it won't matter becaus

While by heart I know that life is never fair... I just can't discount the fact that every single detail is visible to me. Working in an industry where money is everything but ordinary proves that. Someone who'd claim to have millions would probably be serviced deluxe. Check in her account and consider it done, She's officially on the valued list. The sad reality is that, wealth can be a major factor in almost every endeavor. The sad reality of human existence is injustice. Of being favored and being neglected. Of being treated specially or being treated suspiciously. I wish I was born of wealthy parents, but my struggle wouldn't be the same as my struggle today. Every rich person cannot guarantee security, but if truth be told, poor people can least likely guarantee even slightest of it. What goes to show is the power one possesses through her possession. I am leaning towards the idea that there are more and more chances of chasing one's dream when you already got

Saying goodbye, is never an easy thing... Yeah right, old lines, old songs. Funny how a goodbye can have so much versions. So far, I;m dealing everything real smooth. I appreciate the maturity I am quite (slight) developing from this experience. We sent off J in a rather super positive way, feeling like teenage boppers, gathering down with PJs on. haha Well, we may have become twenty tooters but we're young at heart, super young, we felt we're just starting to feel puppy love. There have been quite a number of send offs. In fact, J has the most send-off parties I've ever known. From lunch dates to overnight parties, I bet her sched was super tight because of it. And I enjoyed every single moment of it. I realized, some people just means a lot to you and you want to give them the best of what they deserved. Perhaps, they've been good, close or simply charming to resist. It was the longest number of goodbye parties ever. I have been busy preparing for surprises myself. Bu

boom boom boom even brighter than the moon moon moon... So Katy Perry-ish! But really her songs got me in the groove for 2011 especially the Firework. Heard it a hundred times but still I just can't resist doing my moves! Welcoming twenty eleven was out of the ordinary. The idea sinks in, Gosh! we're like three people at home, jumping with joy and inner hope, wishing 2011 would be a prosperous new year for us. But I still do believe that three is a crowd. My sister has her own version of her new year with her new family . It's not as if she's someplace else other than Davao City, but finally, after almost 28 years she's got herself a brand new home to celebrate new year with. No, I don't consider telling this as a sad note. In fact, it's the beginning of this new chapter. You know, when we were younger, we'd always imagine how we'd grow up to be, to have a family of our own and finally stepping out of the parental house. And this is what happens pal

Remember my masko post? The mask I've been telling you about? The one I revised three consecutive times ? Twice I revised because I was not satisfied by the outcome. The third time, I had to revise because some forces of nature got in the way. Why, the lucky dog bit it almost in a ragged manner, with torn edge and peeling paint. I got enraged by Dobbie (the dog) but again, everything happens for a reason. Plus, " HE'S JUST A DOG " statement by the dog owner herself, mother dearest. (mimicking a high-pitched kunsintidora mother, "he's just a kid!" Oh come on, crap!) Anyway, Here's my most prized possession... at syempre pa... And, wish granted! Got home with a huge prize... family affair diba? e di pampamilyang premyo! I had to cancel my planned night out that evening. I just can't compromise my brand new WASHING MACHINE ! hahaha

Dinner eh? It's not as if I am starved to death, I just love eating out. You know the feeling you get every time your crush comes by, looks at you and fades? hmnn.. lumang istayl na yan! I am 100% sure, he's crushing you also . haha. I read that somewhere and I just think it's true. Anyway, same goes with eating out. The feeling overwhelms you, a buffet delights you in a way you never thought would be possible. Thanks to Liemy who made this dinner super enjoyable. Hmmnn.. luring us to think we're dining somewhere else. I can't believe you got me in the bag when you said you were withdrawing at the nearest ATM then riding a pedi straight to Lyndon's! Atch J and I sure made a memorable bet on that, too bad, nothing was at stake, or I might hit it off pretty bad. And speaking of bet, somehow, the deal we had regarding the boyfriend thing finally came into existence. You see, I truthfully believe that everything happens for a reason :p Thanks L for making this

this is it! No matter how teary-eyed my eyes get, or Topsy turvy my emotions are... Life goes on. Here's a tribute to my good good friend... Thanks Jemini for everything! The highs and the lows we experience together are sure worth the memories . The littlest things we do in the bank mean a lot to me. Thank you for standing by me and for being the friend that you were. This bank job sure is not the same without yo u . Thank you for being my friend on and off the camera . I'll miss you Mrs. Mondragon ! Destiny is how we choose our paths, lead the road and get by. Dreams last as long as we chase it! Cheers! :)