tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92018994885512693292024-03-05T12:02:15.996+08:00So....Aside from dishwashing!It's something personal,but I'll let you in anyway.bulengithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17577688655761385152noreply@blogger.comBlogger48125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201899488551269329.post-42998616557884207772016-01-21T06:00:00.000+08:002016-01-21T06:00:26.575+08:0030 Things to Stop Doing to YourselfThis post was saved in Tuesday, April 22,2014,eleven months prior to my 30th birthday. I don't remember where I found this article. All I remember was I was looking for the best 30 before 30 lists, something of a reference to my 30 before 30 which never happened,by the way,because you know, procrastinating. Haha! But I guess the timing is perfect. Something to remind us to stop beating ourselves up,to choose to be happy and to have the attitude of gratitude. Exactly how I want my 2016 to be.
Here,sit down,sit and take a breather. Read on and learn to be more grateful. Thank you!
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I've been <i>going around</i> the internet these past months <i>looking</i> for ideas on things to do before I reach the age of 30. Yeah,I know! I'm gonna be 30 in eleven months! Yikes! lol That's how I came across these articles that really made me realize a lot of things,especially how I value myself and how it affects my relationship towards other people. The timing could not have been perfect for me! And I want you ( yes,you,3 readers of my blog)to read it too. In the middle of the article you will start to think that this was you,but it's important to remember that you are not alone,that the billions of people in the world are also like you at one point or another. And you have a choice.You always have a choice. Choose what's good for you and choose what will make you be a better version of yourself.
In verbatim:
<blockquote><b>30 Things to Stop Doing to Yourself. #10 Is An Absolute Must.</b>
Marc and Angel, two passionate writers, life-hackers and “admirers of the human spirit,” have come up with an amazing list of 30 things to stop doing to yourself. If you like their list, make sure you check out their site and sign up to their amazing newsletter.
<b>#1. Stop spending time with the wrong people.</b> – Life is too short to spend time with people who suck the happiness out of you. If someone wants you in their life, they’ll make room for you. You shouldn’t have to fight for a spot. Never, ever insist yourself to someone who continuously overlooks your worth. And remember, it’s not the people that stand by your side when you’re at your best, but the ones who stand beside you when you’re at your worst that are your true friends.
<b>#2. Stop running from your problems.</b> – Face them head on. No, it won’t be easy. There is no person in the world capable of flawlessly handling every punch thrown at them. We aren’t supposed to be able to instantly solve problems. That’s not how we’re made. In fact, we’re made to get upset, sad, hurt, stumble and fall. Because that’s the whole purpose of living – to face problems, learn, adapt, and solve them over the course of time. This is what ultimately molds us into the person we become.
<b>#3. Stop lying to yourself.</b> – You can lie to anyone else in the world, but you can’t lie to yourself. Our lives improve only when we take chances, and the first and most difficult chance we can take is to be honest with ourselves.
<b>#4. Stop putting your own needs on the back burner.</b> – The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too. Yes, help others; but help yourself too. If there was ever a moment to follow your passion and do something that matters to you, that moment is now.
<b>#5. Stop trying to be someone you’re not.</b> – One of the greatest challenges in life is being yourself in a world that’s trying to make you like everyone else. Someone will always be prettier, someone will always be smarter, someone will always be younger, but they will never be you. Don’t change so people will like you. Be yourself and the right people will love the real you.
<b>#6. Stop trying to hold onto the past.</b> – You can’t start the next chapter of your life if you keep re-reading your last one.
<b>#7. Stop being scared to make a mistake.</b> – Doing something and getting it wrong is at least ten times more productive than doing nothing. Every success has a trail of failures behind it, and every failure is leading towards success. You end up regretting the things you did NOT do far more than the things you did.
<b>#8. Stop berating yourself for old mistakes.</b> – We may love the wrong person and cry about the wrong things, but no matter how things go wrong, one thing is for sure, mistakes help us find the person and things that are right for us. We all make mistakes, have struggles, and even regret things in our past. But you are not your mistakes, you are not your struggles, and you are here NOW with the power to shape your day and your future. Every single thing that has ever happened in your life is preparing you for a moment that is yet to come.
<b>#9. Stop trying to buy happiness.</b> – Many of the things we desire are expensive. But the truth is, the things that really satisfy us are totally free – love, laughter and working on our passions.
<b>#10. Stop exclusively looking to others for happiness.</b> – If you’re not happy with who you are on the inside, you won’t be happy in a long-term relationship with anyone else either. You have to create stability in your own life first before you can share it with someone else.
<b>#11. Stop being idle.</b> – Don’t think too much or you’ll create a problem that wasn’t even there in the first place. Evaluate situations and take decisive action. You cannot change what you refuse to confront. Making progress involves risk. Period! You can’t make it to second base with your foot on first.
<b>#12. Stop thinking you’re not ready.</b> – Nobody ever feels 100% ready when an opportunity arises. Because most great opportunities in life force us to grow beyond our comfort zones, which means we won’t feel totally comfortable at first.
<b>#13. Stop getting involved in relationships for the wrong reasons.</b> – Relationships must be chosen wisely. It’s better to be alone than to be in bad company. There’s no need to rush. If something is meant to be, it will happen – in the right time, with the right person, and for the best reason. Fall in love when you’re ready, not when you’re lonely.
<b>#14. Stop rejecting new relationships just because old ones didn’t work.</b> – In life you’ll realize that there is a purpose for everyone you meet. Some will test you, some will use you and some will teach you. But most importantly, some will bring out the best in you.
<b>#15. Stop trying to compete against everyone else.</b> – Don’t worry about what others are doing better than you. Concentrate on beating your own records every day. Success is a battle between YOU and YOURSELF only.
<b>#16. Stop being jealous of others.</b> – Jealousy is the art of counting someone else’s blessings instead of your own. Ask yourself this: “What’s something I have that everyone wants?”
<b>#17. Stop complaining and feeling sorry for yourself.</b> – Life’s curveballs are thrown for a reason – to shift your path in a direction that is meant for you. You may not see or understand everything the moment it happens, and it may be tough. But reflect back on those negative curveballs thrown at you in the past. You’ll often see that eventually they led you to a better place, person, state of mind, or situation. So smile! Let everyone know that today you are a lot stronger than you were yesterday, and you will be.
<b>#18. Stop holding grudges.</b> – Don’t live your life with hate in your heart. You will end up hurting yourself more than the people you hate. Forgiveness is not saying, “What you did to me is okay.” It is saying, “I’m not going to let what you did to me ruin my happiness forever.” Forgiveness is the answer… let go, find peace, liberate yourself! And remember, forgiveness is not just for other people, it’s for you too. If you must, forgive yourself, move on and try to do better next time.
<b>#19. Stop letting others bring you down to their level.</b> – Refuse to lower your standards to accommodate those who refuse to raise theirs.
<b>#20. Stop wasting time explaining yourself to others.</b> – Your friends don’t need it and your enemies won’t believe it anyway. Just do what you know in your heart is right.
<b>#21. Stop doing the same things over and over without taking a break.</b> – The time to take a deep breath is when you don’t have time for it. If you keep doing what you’re doing, you’ll keep getting what you’re getting. Sometimes you need to distance yourself to see things clearly.
<b>#22. Stop overlooking the beauty of small moments.</b> – Enjoy the little things, because one day you may look back and discover they were the big things. The best portion of your life will be the small, nameless moments you spend smiling with someone who matters to you.
<b>#23. Stop trying to make things perfect.</b> – The real world doesn’t reward perfectionists, it rewards people who get things done.
<b>#24. Stop following the path of least resistance.</b> – Life is not easy, especially when you plan on achieving something worthwhile. Don’t take the easy way out. Do something extraordinary.
<b>#25. Stop acting like everything is fine if it isn’t.</b> – It’s okay to fall apart for a little while. You don’t always have to pretend to be strong, and there is no need to constantly prove that everything is going well. You shouldn’t be concerned with what other people are thinking either – cry if you need to – it’s healthy to shed your tears. The sooner you do, the sooner you will be able to smile again.
<b>#26. Stop blaming others for your troubles.</b> – The extent to which you can achieve your dreams depends on the extent to which you take responsibility for your life. When you blame others for what you’re going through, you deny responsibility – you give others power over that part of your life.
<b>#27. Stop trying to be everything to everyone.</b> – Doing so is impossible, and trying will only burn you out. But making one person smile CAN change the world. Maybe not the whole world, but their world. So narrow your focus.
<b>#28. Stop worrying so much.</b> – Worry will not strip tomorrow of its burdens, it will strip today of its joy. One way to check if something is worth mulling over is to ask yourself this question: “Will this matter in one year’s time? Three years? Five years?” If not, then it’s not worth worrying about.
<b>#29. Stop focusing on what you don’t want to happen.</b> – Focus on what you do want to happen. Positive thinking is at the forefront of every great success story. If you awake every morning with the thought that something wonderful will happen in your life today, and you pay close attention, you’ll often find that you’re right.
<b>#30. Stop being ungrateful.</b> – No matter how good or bad you have it, wake up each day thankful for your life. Someone somewhere else is desperately fighting for theirs. Instead of thinking about what you’re missing, try thinking about what you have that everyone else is missing.
Credit: marcandangel.com
This is such a beautiful list, and we all are guilty of some of these. The best thing to do is just remember each day to appreciate and reflect a bit, even if it's only a few minutes. Share this amazing list by clicking below.
</blockquote>bulengithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17577688655761385152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201899488551269329.post-84469347632217226382016-01-20T06:00:00.000+08:002016-01-20T06:00:02.120+08:00The 2016 Planner <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQoqSYNtv_8Z_XvQxrlZvRb5L_bWVm2P8wvB6Fq5rGB8iJyISRXrTrNpe2fnNWYIoq85bccR_7CNAZ26jkTatc2t47IUJWCDtFmibZjjFl6gZ9gSBlpYYqp9JEL-gWlruZAN4LoKCL6DY/s1600/IMG_20160101_143010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQoqSYNtv_8Z_XvQxrlZvRb5L_bWVm2P8wvB6Fq5rGB8iJyISRXrTrNpe2fnNWYIoq85bccR_7CNAZ26jkTatc2t47IUJWCDtFmibZjjFl6gZ9gSBlpYYqp9JEL-gWlruZAN4LoKCL6DY/s400/IMG_20160101_143010.jpg" /></a></div>
A very generous friend gave this Filed Doodle Planner. I was planning to buy this for my 2016 but she beat me to it. We were just in Fullybooked Ayala Cebu branch waiting for another friend to arrive when she asked me what I want. I can say I was caught offguard because all the while I thought we were there because she was looking for a book. We were in the planner/journal section and she was casually asking me which one's better,weighing on the pros and cons,even asking me what planner belongs to which personality. All of sudden, she asked me to pick what I want. <i>'Huh?! Palitan ko nimo ani? Mahal man! Paliti nalang ko food! :D</i> <i>"Pagdali og pili kay kung muabot na ang usa di na tika palitan!"</i> Hahaha Oh diba!
She told me to make use of the planner,minimize my food intake and watch my expenses. She will read/review this planner when she gets home come December. Antabayanan. . .
bulengithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17577688655761385152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201899488551269329.post-86552821166642183412016-01-19T04:36:00.001+08:002016-01-19T04:36:50.885+08:00High School Never Ends #RoadTo2027I'm back!!! Two years after and I'm back! I guess blogging is not for me because I don't have extra time to sit and write. All I do nowadays is either sleep or lie in bed and pin and repin. Hello,Pinterest! Lol
I am back because I will be posting our 2015 high school get-together. Ironically, this subject was also my last post before I went on a two-year hiatus. I think I love my high school batch so much that I am determined to get back on track with this blogging by starting with this post. Haha!
There is nothing much to say about this group. Other than the weight gain and added responsibility brought about by families of their own and careers in their chosen field, everyone is still quite the same. The jokes are still so high school, the stories that have been repeatedly shared gets the same reaction and the laughters and smiles that I remember seeing in the corridors of the LFD and new building.Nothing.This is what I love about high school reunions.It transports you back in time,time when all you need to think about was to be with your friends everywhere,anywhere---<b>bahala grounded the following week!</b> Hahaha
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More or less, twenty people came. That is what percent of the 200+ SNC high school batch 2002. Personally, I don't see that as a small number. Yes,it would have been perfect if everyone attended the get-together but it's close to impossible. Some may have previous commitments and others may not like being with us for reasons they only know. We can't control them. We can't manipulate them. All we can do ( this is for those who always make time to attend ) is wait for them to have it in their heart and mind that they are part of this batch and everyone is equal and that we don't gather to brag about how far we've reached in our careers and how many zeroes and commas our bank accounts have, peso or dollar account. Hahaha
Seriously, I wish I could knock on their doors one by one, give them a warm hug and <strike>beg</strike> ask them to come with us. But I'm not like that. I know that they will come when they come when they want to come. Chos!
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So to my SNC high school batch 2002,if you come across my almost non-existent blog,thank you! Salamat sa pag attend, pag amot, sa pagdaya nan pagkaon sanan sa naghatag nan kalipay sanan kalingaw. :)
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HIGH SCHOOL NEVER ENDS.
Love,Leng
P.S.
Photos courtesy of Master Jen Paler
#RoadTo2027
P.P.S.
I still <i>chika</i> like I am the batch president,noh? Hahaha
Credits to Rizza,our batch president,and her better half Edgar for everything! bulengithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17577688655761385152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201899488551269329.post-74638731177719355182014-01-15T03:28:00.000+08:002014-01-15T03:28:33.744+08:00At The Eleventh Hour: SNC Batch '02 Simple Get Together Hi,everyone! I'm still here! HAHAHAHAPPY NEW YEAR!!! You think I'm abandoning this blog for good? Naaahhh,that won't happen! Anyways,this is my first post for 2014. The last one was in March last year. Yeah,that looong! The main brouhaha of this post is just a <i>repost</i> from the original post in my Facebook. I thought of composing a <i>more decent</i> one but I don't have the luxury of time to sit down and write, plus I love how everything I thought of the moment I was writing that post came out.So me and so <i>instaspeech</i>!!!(Ang daming post!) LOL
Here it is. . .
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<blockquote>In June 25th of 2012,<a href="anarizzadc.blogspot.com">Rizza</a> and I sent a private message on Facebook to our batch mates. This was the message in verbatim : a decade has passed since our HS graduation, what can you say of an outreach activity and a batch get together on december? sounds cool to do?? let us hear what you have to say. we thought about this, leng and anarizza</blockquote>
<blockquote>Some gave positive feedback but a lot didn't even bother to respond. Needless to say, neither an outreach activity nor get together happened in 2012. What irked me was that months after,whenever I see them in the streets they'd ask me "Laong mag reunion,waya man lagi!" And I had to blurt it out that a mere yes is not enough, we need your support and finances to realize this idea.</blockquote>
<blockquote>This year was totally different though. I told Rizza that we had to make it happen by hook or by crook. We shall name our plan 'At the Eleventh Hour' because it's the eleventh year after our HS graduation and mainly because we ( Batch '02) always do things at the eleventh hour! HAHAHA</blockquote>
<blockquote>It wasn't until December 23rd when we started collecting money by <b>'coercion'</b> HAHA Php200 na amotan tapos kailangan mu-coerce! Ingana ka gahi an batch! HAHA <b>By 28,we only had Php 2,900 AND sheer determination</b> that we can pull through with the party with the little amount we had. I had to say that during the "meeting sa suyod nan sakyanan" with Rizza and Pidong on the night of 28, I felt a tinge of shame.Nagpaalig-alig ko and I felt like my effort wasn't enough to convince the batch mates to support us.But we were so determined and nag strong na si Pidong, so we had to make it happen.<blockquote></blockquote></blockquote>
<blockquote><b>And it did happen!</b> From the initial list of 16 people,we went up to 40 with some of them going in and out of the venue. To say that we had fun is an understatement. Chaaarrr!!! I really thought we wouldn't survive the night. I was afraid the food wasn't enough for us and that we wouldn't enjoy the party. Alas, the food was more than enough and mayged,ang beer niabot na lamang nan alas quatro sa buntag waya pa gihapon nahurot! HAHAHA</blockquote>
So I'd like to take this opportunity to say thank you to our sponsors for shelling out more for the batch. All of them asked not to be mentioned kay masipog. But I'll mention your names anyways. Teehee!
<blockquote><b>Thank you, Aloy&Honey,Mitchell&Chin,Joevick and Ryan. Kamo na ang nisponsor sa venue and beer!
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<blockquote><b>Thank you to Pidong para sa rice and Bicol express. Grabe kalami,pwede mag order?</b></blockquote>
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<blockquote><b>Thank you Rizza for providing the dessert! Grabe adto ka dessert all you can! Sugar rush galore! HAHA</b>
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<blockquote><b>Salamat kay Jeff sa pagsugba nan baboy. Best seller! Most talked sud an adto na night! Barbecue party,perhaps? HAHA
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<blockquote><b>Salamat sad kan Alimark for the box of Cornetto ice cream! Weeee</b></blockquote>
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<b><blockquote>And Alex for the bottles of tequila. (That tequila and RH tagay was lethal! And tequila plus tubig @#$%^&*!!!!)
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<b><blockquote>Shayne,for suggesting that we hold the party at TOM'S AVENUE KTV. It was truly a nice karaoke place! Salamat sa pagpahangyo,Manang,di ta kaw gajud makalimtan! Chos!</blockquote></b>
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Next year again!</b>
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Love,<strike>your pseudo President</strike> LENG
<blockquote>P.S. I'm sorry I had to strike off the pseudo President as I realized it's too big a responsibility to handle! HAHAHA
<i>Trivia: First time ta nagparty outside sa bayay na nagrent nan venue! We're in for a good start! Yahoo</i></blockquote>bulengithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17577688655761385152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201899488551269329.post-68412855043050601882013-03-22T16:25:00.000+08:002013-03-22T16:25:17.786+08:00DIY: Fruit Basket in Sunshine Yellow<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvBGsgUUrOEIGjZOxOsDdTIBiOWnVSxzNlLLyGPEjtwM9egJUcyzz-yzO-lkeHCpGd7w0zJAh86a9zrpFnC5G0k8nRqy_7FlY6pJ-6akIWZO13aL5Um5d3M8fxCOJCoCP8jalaSctUbwU/s1600/fruitbasketb&a.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvBGsgUUrOEIGjZOxOsDdTIBiOWnVSxzNlLLyGPEjtwM9egJUcyzz-yzO-lkeHCpGd7w0zJAh86a9zrpFnC5G0k8nRqy_7FlY6pJ-6akIWZO13aL5Um5d3M8fxCOJCoCP8jalaSctUbwU/s320/fruitbasketb&a.jpg" /></a>
This is the before and after photo of "MY" fruit basket.I spray painted it <i><b>Sunshine Yellow</b></i>.This is actually my mother's fruit basket.I think we had it for more than a decade already but we don't use it more often.We usually put our fruits in the refrigerator lest we want the house <strike>pets</strike> pests (mice) to eat it first. HAHAHA
The fruit basket was just at the top of the cupboard and I thought it's just so beautiful to be <i>abandoned</i> like that. I asked Mama if I could have it since I was also planning to buy my own fruit basket. Was I happy that she gave this to me without hesitation.
It doesn't look good anymore when I salvaged it. The wood stains are peeling that the color now looks pale and boring. And what better color to choose than Sunshine Yellow! I did a lot of sanding on this project which I must admit is very tiring and painful to my delicate hands. Chaaar!
I thought that spray painting is so easy as applying nail polish.But no,I think it's more complicated than applying paint by hand.The impatient in me turned the other side of the petal when I thought the paint was already dry. When I checked hours later,some of the newspapers I used to cover the floor were stuck in the petal.I didn't know how to correct that and I didn't want to go through the tedious step of sanding it again. So here's my <i>Juan Tamad take</i>; I did an indiscriminate spray painting on the damaged area. HAHAHA
I love this project. It gave the basket its second life and it made the dining table more lively. Talking about the dining table,I think I know now what my next project will be. But no more spray paint next time. Haha!
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I got this cute card and handwritten letter from <a href="http://hicpajarillo.tumblr.com/">Hi-C</a> and Sam. Funny how,five years after, Hi-C's penmanship could evoke happy memories of our French course.Mind you,she was the best (girl classmate) in French,both oral and written,in our class. She was our source of notes and answers to assignments.While she'd diligently take down notes,most of us would just kill time and wait for her to finish.After that,we'd all go to our suki 'Ate,pa-Xerox.5 copies.' HAHA I think it's relevant to point out that Hi-C acknowledged on her letter that there was nothing much to write about since "we pretty much update our lives on Twitter and FB." I appreciated her time and effort in writing me a letter in a yellow paper which I have a feeling she got from her leftovers in college. Ha! And Sam's handwriting is cute,too. Something about kids who have just started learning how to write.I can honestly feel the sense of achievement!
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I got this postcard from <a href="http://www.bambiandkylie.com/">Bambi & Kylie</a>. To be honest, I didn't expect a postcard from them since I didn't get a feedback from them when I posted this Christmas wish. Was I surprised when they came home from Singapore for a short vacation and handed me this postcard of the famous merlion. At the back were four photos of me,three of which were taken during my birthday in 2010.By far,that was one eventful birthday I'd like to remember with so much positivity. And I'd like to thank Bambi and Kylie,among our other friends who were also with me that day,because if they weren't with me that day I don't think I'd still be around today. True story. On the lighter note,Kylie apologized that they weren't able to send the postcard through mail. Bambi on the other side, wrote his greetings in cursive but not without inserting that trademark Bambi humor---always including that <i>fat</i> word as adjective to describe my heart but in truth pertaining to my physique. Bugoya bataa! Haha
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These postcards are from Jason Paul aka Dong Paolo. I got hold of these in the middle of March. It would have been easier for me to give up and not expect from Jason but he was consistent with his promise to send me postcards. Almost every week, he'd tweet me and tell me,among other things,that he was on his way to the post office and the rain poured,he woke up late,he had cases to digest,prepare for the exams,the couple who occupies the room next to his are so noisy he had to go to the library to study. Haha. And then, their final exams came earlier and he had no more excuse to say so he had to send it or else. Haha. I like Jason because he is one of the few people I know who would speak of his hometown with so much passion and enthusiasm. Back in college,some of our classmates would bully him and say "Asa ng Cabadbaran?Naa na sa mapa?" And of course si Jason, bisan nagngitngit na ang pananaw sa kalagot, kabalo gihapon motubag ug depensa sa iyang beloved Narabdabac. <---Seriously, I had to spell it the normal way first before I spelled it backwards. HAHAHA And I'm still wondering why they keep on spelling it backwards. Well,I sometimes spell/call Cebu UBEC. But we never did it with Surigao though. HAHAHA
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And that my friends is that one thing I wanted to receive on Christmas 2011----postcard/letter,handwritten and preferably in cursive and sent through mail.
Thank you,my dear friends! xoxo bulengithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17577688655761385152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201899488551269329.post-67668243220479402712013-02-22T00:12:00.001+08:002013-02-22T00:12:38.789+08:00DIY: Rubberstamp<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpUbPy97nz1W0LrMTQvWb4_YtRckNtkEBdhvLpPBkHuGDG9VnttrEfEb9f9OVAUgL_nSHD1zV01Y6aQ3k13Zh-9Ezx60LC15WoM7YtazSijPIb0QXkftFx9AjbYpKBLxPdpGuafmhlvcE/s1600/IMG_20130220_181402.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpUbPy97nz1W0LrMTQvWb4_YtRckNtkEBdhvLpPBkHuGDG9VnttrEfEb9f9OVAUgL_nSHD1zV01Y6aQ3k13Zh-9Ezx60LC15WoM7YtazSijPIb0QXkftFx9AjbYpKBLxPdpGuafmhlvcE/s320/IMG_20130220_181402.jpg" /></a>
This is my first attempt at rubber-cutting/rubber-stamping. I'd like to believe I did well. Love thy own. :p And where did I get the idea? From Alessa of <a href="www.lifeafterbreakfast.com">www.lifeafterbreakfast.com</a>
I think I stumbled upon LifeAfterBreakfast during the first quarter of 2012. I'm not sure whether I was looking for yet another diy inspiration or vegetarian recipes. All I know is that, "she had me at hello." I spent many sleepless nights reading all her blog posts from present to its archives. She really impressed me and many times, I wished I had her life. Ha! I religiously follow her blog from then on and as of late, I see that Alessa's (first name basis.hehe) fascinated with rubber-stamping. I have no idea this would make a big shot to <i>crafters</i> and those who are fond of diy. I remember seeing my classmates carving into their rubber erasers when I was in grade school and high school. They would etch their names or initials on it so it'd be easier to find should it be misplaced. I've seen my neighbors with their initials etched on their slippers,too. I knew it was the same principle with rubber stamps but I really didn't care. Yes, I tried etching in erasers and pencils too but it was too much hard work for me.And fastforward to our present time, it's all the rage now. So here I am with my first attempt. I'm not a fan of the heart shape but this was the first that came to mind. I wanted a heart inside the heart shape.
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My rusty cutter made a sharp cut so the small heart looks a little imperfect. I was grinning like a kid in a candy store when I did the stamping. The heart shape rubbercut looks nice in paper. And it does look like Roxy's brand logo's distant cousin. ;p
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I used a cheap stamp pad and stamp pad ink because I was thinking that I might not like the outcome of this diy and that I would just waste my money on the materials.
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At this moment I'm already thinking of other shapes and objects to trace and cut in my rubber erasers.
DIY is love.
bulengithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17577688655761385152noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201899488551269329.post-46769544238468149022013-01-07T04:40:00.000+08:002013-01-07T04:43:26.053+08:00HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><blockquote>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!</blockquote></b>
Here is my obligatory photo of this year's planner. My 2013 Filed X WeeWillDoodle planner was a Christmas gift from <a href="http://anarizzadc.blogspot.com/">Rizza</a>. This was supposed to be my planner in 2012 but I was so complacent I thought I was the only one eyeing this that when I went back to Fullybooked to buy my copy,it was sold out. I checked their website but SOLD OUT too was all over their site. I bought my <a href="http://soasidefromdishwashing.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-planner-and-i.html">second choice</a> instead. Fast forward to the last quarter of 2012 when out of nowhere, Rizza asked me what I want for Christmas.<a href="http://soasidefromdishwashing.blogspot.com/2011/11/all-i-want-for-christmas.html"> I'm not really the type to ask for something so I didn't answer her question. </a>
She was so quick to ask if I wanted to have a Filed planner on Christmas.I was dumbfounded for a time, thinking <i>'How on earth did Rizza know what I want for Christmas?!'</i> I realized then that maybe she got the idea from my previous tweets and my older posts. HAHA. Sharp memory you got there,Riz! Thank you so much! :)
Anyhow,I'll end this post now for I decided to just write a separate post about my <i>New Year's Resolution</i> whatever that be. bulengithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17577688655761385152noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201899488551269329.post-64615740019099039152012-10-23T01:22:00.001+08:002012-10-23T02:27:16.302+08:00Of High Hopes and Faded Dreams<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Although it doesn't fit me,I still bought this floral dress in the hope that someday I'd be able to make a dress or a top out of it. I love the design so much,well I love anything floral,but this one is something different. I got this dress from a thrift store but it was a new dress,it even had a price tag when I bought it. I detached the top from the bottom using a makeshift seam ripper. After that, I took the sleeves off the top by still using the makeshift seam ripper. I folded the bottom part of the dress as that part should not be used unless it's for a DIY of something grand. When we arrived in this apartment,we only had one big and wide curtain. There's a window beside the door and the sun's 3PM rays pierce through the window pane which is not good for our TV set. I can't think of any thing to cover the window pane but the floral fabric which I set aside for future use. I made a mental note to buy a new fabric to use as a makeshift curtain and replace the floral fabric. But lo and behold, almost two years in this apartment and it is still being used as a curtain. The fabric is no longer as '<strike>lively</strike>' as the first time I saw it,rather it is now a little faded.Time to just let it be. :) bulengithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17577688655761385152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201899488551269329.post-74226130020793278752012-10-22T04:41:00.000+08:002012-10-22T04:41:11.337+08:00Coffee Break---Not!I am currently on a semestral break from school.School's out for a couple of weeks! Yehey! So much time,so little to do! In this connection, I thought of taking a break from coffee. Lately, I realized that I have been drinking more cups of coffee compared to my usual two cups a day. Usually, I only drink coffee right after I wake up and after I eat my supper. Since this path I'm taking is requiring so much of my time, I have to do something to keep me awake for more than twenty hours. <strike>This more than twenty hours of waking day also include hours of tweeting and pinning and lurking and stalking and procrastinating and watching tv.</strike> So from two cups of coffee I was up to four cups. I drink once I wake up, after I eat my brunch,once I arrive in school and after supper. Sometimes it goes up to six cups whenever I feel the need. This, I think, is the main reason why I sometimes catch myself zoning out from the class discussion and sometimes I wake up feeling restless because I thought I was somewhere else.<strike>Coffee triggers sleep disorder!</strike>
So there,I planned on not having coffee and drink milk instead for the whole semestral break.The plan took off on Saturday and ended the next day! HAHAHA What a failed attempt! And this is what prompted me to abort the plan:I dozed off while I was attending the Sunday's mass.I don't want the same thing to happen again while I'm in public places. Someone might catch me doing that,take a picture and upload it somewhere. That will be so embarrassing! HAHAHAHA I couldn't live without coffee in my system! Yes I can live a day without it but not longer than that! Milk is now stricken off my grocery list. I'll try again next time. :) <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Happy Sembreak, everyone!!!
bulengithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17577688655761385152noreply@blogger.com0Cebu City, Philippines10.3156992 123.885436610.1907237 123.72750810000001 10.440674699999999 124.0433651tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201899488551269329.post-43105508084399665902012-10-06T15:52:00.000+08:002012-10-06T15:52:44.043+08:00HIGH SCHOOL ALUMNI HOMECOMING<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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High school alumni homecoming is one of the things I look forward to every year. Although at many times personal circumstances didn’t allow my attendance to the said event, I still feel that, by looking through pictures posted by batch mates in social networking sites, it more than enough transports me to the time when we were still in high school. Physical attributes may have changed a bit, but the smiles and antics are still there, all too familiar from each and every person I see on the photo.
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This year, our batch turned ten from the year we graduated in high school. Yes, we have reached that far! Fifteen years more to go and we’ll be hosting the homecoming! Yikes! Hosting such event is so big a responsibility I can’t imagine how we’d do it!
Our tenth year from graduation prompted me to attend this year’s homecoming. I thought, after my last attendance in 2009, it’s time to reconnect with my high school again and just be young, wild and free. Chos!
Never was a time that I didn’t enjoy any previous homecoming. It was always loaded with fun, laughter, antics, bantering, ‘chismis’ and booze, and shared with the homegrown friends.
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But this year’s quite different. I’d like to say that this is the first homecoming where nary a hint of boredom was felt. No one thought of ‘change venue’ because we had a super great time! Whoever from the host batch 1987 who thought of inviting The Bloomfields to entertain us for the rest of the fellowship night should be given a warm resounding round of applause from all of us. I am not kidding. He/She deserves it. Of course, we also have to thank the host batch as a whole, because if not for the cooperation of each and everyone, they would not had been able to come up with a bigger budget and we would not had been able to have The Bloomfields there. In hindsight, their scrimping on food was okay because it was compensated with a great band and six thousand bottles of beer.
Thank you SNC HS Batch 1987, The Bloomfields and San Miguel Brewery.
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The Bloomfields
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We went up and down the stage a number of times and I always had a hard time going down because of my 4-inch heels! <i>Mirisi</i>
LOL
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And at times I couldn't take it anymore I took off my shoes and danced barefoot. LOL
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After the fellowship,we decided to go to our batchmate's bar but it was jam-packed so we just sat down on the other side of the road. Homegrown inom,with the motorboats and sea as backdrop.
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We went on to finish the case of beer that we managed to sneak out of the venue while others went to buy every Surigaonon's favorite: <b><i>barbecue sa Pier</i></b>
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Beer has taken over my sense of balance that I kept on leaning on my friend's shoulder. <i>Pagkabug-at na uyo!Apil lawas! HAHAHA</i>
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Beer has finally took over and had me feeding the fish very early! HAHAHA
<i>'Lex,gunita ako kamot kay basin matabog ako sa dagat.' HAHAHA</i>
Thank you everyone for the super great weekend.
See you next year! bulengithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17577688655761385152noreply@blogger.com2Surigao City, Philippines9.7571312 125.51376749.6319397 125.35583890000001 9.8823227 125.6716959tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201899488551269329.post-10640254942920749212012-05-02T01:24:00.000+08:002012-05-02T01:24:33.341+08:00I'm still here!<i> I've been very busy lately.</i> Would you believe that? NO. I know, I know. You'd think 'Hey,she floods my timeline with her tweets and yet she's very busy?!' Yes,I'm very busy, very busy with Twitter! I start my day with Twitter and end my day with Twitter. That's how busy I am lately. LOL
Seriously,although I am <i>visible</i> in Twitter, the past three months have been a roller-coaster ride for me. Some unforeseen circumstances happened that resulted in changing my plans and schedules. What was supposed to be my one-week vacation in Surigao was extended for a month because my maternal grandmother was hospitalized the week I was supposed to go back to Cebu. And a lot more things happened aside from that. That is why I have not been blogging (naks,feeling blogger!)lately. So pardon me for flooding your Twitter timeline with my rants about my neighbors,the apartment,what I've been eating and any random stuff I could think. It was my way of <i>connecting</i> with the rest of the world and most importantly,my way of documenting and remembering the things I did and what I felt on those days so I can use it for future reference. Yes,I have a planner where I can write all these, but mas feel ko magpapansin sa Twitter. Followers be damned! HAHA. Joke.
So tonight, I'll try to remember things that happened for the last couple of months that are worthy of a blog post. Stay tuned!bulengithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17577688655761385152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201899488551269329.post-5778419969505212812012-04-07T02:58:00.000+08:002012-04-07T02:58:37.818+08:00Confessions of a Pack-RatThe family is coming next week for my sister's college graduation. We (I,most of the time)have been cleaning the apartment since I arrived days ago. Not every nook and cranny has been touched but we are getting there. Aside from the bench which I transferred from my room to the dining area,we have not moved any furniture yet. We live in a tiny apartment, so rearranging the bed,the table and the shelves entails a lot of planning. It's starting to give me stress! <br />
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I'm done with the kitchen area,it is now clean according to my standards. I have cleaned the toilet and bath too,but I'll get back to it before the family arrives. I'm now on to my art and craft boxes and guess what I realized( as if I still don't know about this)? I'm such a pack-rat! I have kept every little thing I think I could still use but I have not use up to now.Tissue paper roll,cereal boxes,tin cans,expired make-ups,dried-up nail polish.You name it,I have it. I did not know I have accumulated a lot of those things I previously mentioned. I mean,yes I can still make something useful out of those tissue paper roll,tin cans and what have you, but I don't think I could use all of it in one project. And I don't think I have all the time in the world to do all those projects. This is now the result of subscribing to every art and craft site that I <i>bumped</i> into.<br />
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I don't know what will become of this pack-rat attitude, but I do hope this tiny apartment will not turn into a house of trash.<br />
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ps. I have only started cleaning my art and craft boxes and I am yet to start on my book shelves so expect me to have a part two of this confession. :pbulengithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17577688655761385152noreply@blogger.com0Cebu City, Philippines10.3156992 123.8854366000000510.196427199999999 123.80137510000004 10.4349712 123.96949810000005tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201899488551269329.post-75030022857942173642012-02-17T01:22:00.000+08:002012-02-17T01:22:23.804+08:00A couple of weeks ago,I went out to see the <a href="http://wheretheblog.wordpress.com">gummybears</a>. What was supposed to be a short meeting in a coffee shop inside a mall turned out to be too short we ended up transferring to a different venue where we looked for food and eventually settled until the wee hours.We had so much to talk about,their recently concluded 10-day SEA vacation,our other friends <a href="bambiandkylie.com">Bambi and Kylie</a>'s vacation from work in Singapore,our other friends and any random topic we could think of but alas,we were so sleepy and George has still work to do so we called it a night.<br />
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I thought that I'd be able to sleep the moment I arrived in the apartment but no,I wasn't able to enter until an hour and lots of mosquito bites later!<br />
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I knocked on the door and called on my sister from the window but she wasn't responding.I tried calling her but her phone's unattended,I can't seem to get connected.I was almost on a panic mode when I realized the need to pee,but I managed to hold it longer.I knew she had duty on that day so she's supposed to be on her way to school before 6 o'clock. It was already three o'clock in the morning when I arrived. I figured that I only have an hour or so to wait since she's usually up by four o'clock.<br />
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Moral of the Story: <i>Uli sayo,sayo's buntag</i>! HAHAHAbulengithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17577688655761385152noreply@blogger.com0Cebu City, Philippines10.3156992 123.8854366000000510.196427199999999 123.80137510000004 10.4349712 123.96949810000005tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201899488551269329.post-16016700252591978032012-02-02T04:18:00.001+08:002012-02-02T05:09:01.443+08:00DIY Ring BoxI've been going around the city for months now looking for a ring box where I can store my fancy rings and yet I haven't seen one that is for sale.I thought of making my own ring box but I didn't have a smaller box. What I have are shoe boxes that are too big and does not have the <i>aesthetic</i> value for a ring box. <br />
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Last Saturday,after we had lunch with our Cebu friends,I tagged along with <a href="bambiandkylie.com">Bambi and Kylie</a> to their grocery shopping for stuff to bring back to Singapore.The <i>nyors</i> are so generous, they gave me a box of chocolate and a tub of pistachio ice cream .<br />
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On Monday,while eating lunch alone,I remembered the box of chocolate that I put in the fridge.I took it out and ate one bar.I realized it was not a good idea to put the chocolate inside the fridge as it becomes so hard to bite into, my teeth are complaining.I transferred them to a glass jar and left the box on the table thinking I could still use or do something about it. When I returned to the kitchen hours after to wash the dishes,I examined the box again and jumped out of excitement with the DIY project thought that came to mind.<br />
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That is the right one for my ring box! <br />
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Want to see the outcome? Say please! HAHAHA<br />
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Here it is,my ring box made from a chocolate box!<br />
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Can you see the brand name?Can you guess what chocolate box is that? :) <br />
It's not yet 100% done.I ran out of double-sided tape and I haven't had the time to go out and buy one. :D Nevertheless,I'm already happy the way the DIY turned out.I'm so proud of myself! <i>Naturaaaaal! </i><br />
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<b>Want to know how I did it? Here's how.</b><br />
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1.Have your materials ready first.<br />
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2.Measure the height of the box.Cut a paper that is of the same measurement of the height.Set aside.<br />
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3.Decide on where you would want to make a cut on the box.Take the measurements,draw a line and slice through it using a cutter.(By this time,the box is cut into two,the top part which would be the cover should be smaller than the bottom part.)<br />
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4.Paste the paper(from instruction #2 )on the inner sides of the box.This will help keep the top part/cover of the box from falling.<br />
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5.Cover the bottom part of the box with a gift wrapper of your choice.<br />
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6.If you want to have a window on your ring box,draw a rectangle and slice through it with a cutter. (I was lucky the box that I used had its top part open so it saved me more time and effort.) If you like to keep your box 'closed' ,then it'll save you time and effort too! :D<br />
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7. Once you have the 'window' ,trace and cut an acetate that is bigger than the window's size. Seal the acetate and the box together from the inside with the help of the double-sided tape.<br />
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8.Cover the top/cover with the wrapper of your choice.<br />
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9.Take the measurement of the styropor.Trace a cutter through it.This is going to be the part of the ring box that will secure the rings. Wrap it with a fabric of your choice or whatever you fancy.I cheated on this part.HAHA.I didn't know how to make it look and function like normal ring boxes do and I was already too tired from figuring it out I wanted it to finish soon.What I did was I covered the styropor with a fabric and traced/sliced through the covered styropor 3 lines that will serve to secure the rings. Good thing I was using a pin-stripe design fabric,so it was easier to 'trace' a line. HAHA.<br />
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box<br />
styropor<br />
acetate<br />
gift wrapper<br />
paper<br />
fabric<br />
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glue<br />
cutter<br />
scissors<br />
ruler<br />
pencil<br />
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I hope you learned something from this DIY.I had so much fun from doing it albeit the tedious effort of taking the closest-thing-to-perfect measurements.And,by the way,the box was from my good ol' trusted <b>Cloud Nine</b> chocolate of Jack'nJill. <br />
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Definitely,I am <i>on cloud nine</i>. :)bulengithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17577688655761385152noreply@blogger.com2Cebu City, Philippines10.3156992 123.8854366000000510.196427199999999 123.80137510000004 10.4349712 123.96949810000005tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201899488551269329.post-87929104722137216922012-01-24T00:23:00.000+08:002012-01-24T00:23:52.988+08:00My planner and I<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVJ4xgqOsM6Fi4Mo0kVPoA9iTVLkX5UXLn5066Nps1Pbf9HkuxqKiGLF-rmoZ_jvN_3_cBedmWOLExXifGCn3cYe9VkOzgTx9J5H7EdQ_L3_r8xm3E3inmj2j_yb9iLtG77d49JFaZLyw/s1600/413067_2421698587918_1415063218_31954868_2091469577_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="400" width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVJ4xgqOsM6Fi4Mo0kVPoA9iTVLkX5UXLn5066Nps1Pbf9HkuxqKiGLF-rmoZ_jvN_3_cBedmWOLExXifGCn3cYe9VkOzgTx9J5H7EdQ_L3_r8xm3E3inmj2j_yb9iLtG77d49JFaZLyw/s400/413067_2421698587918_1415063218_31954868_2091469577_o.jpg" /></a></div><br />
This is my 2012 planner,my watermelon Handy Dandy planner,the brainchild of <a href="http://teamohsnap.multiply.com">Oh Snap & Co.</a> AND my FIRST ever <a href="http://multiply.com/">Multiply</a> purchase! :D Isn't it cute? A watermelon cover page for a planner. It's giving me a summer all-year long vibe!I can't wait to write down my plans for the coming months.I can't wait to fill this out with thoughts of beautiful and/or defining moments/people.And I can't wait to doodle too! I'm claiming it,owning it!My planner and I will make beautiful memories together this year! :) <br />
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Now,allow me to take this opportunity also to bid adieu to my constant companion last year.My Starbucks Coffee 2011 planner was with me where ever I went to: it too was soaked with rain water when I braved the heavy rain on the day before Sinulog;when I went to CDO,Zamboanga,Dumaguete,CDO and a number of visits at home;it became a repository of tickets that I accumulated from the places I went to,even that of a public restroom ticket that I got in Zamboanga; websites that I visited and would want to visit again;books that I would want to have someday; museums that I'd hope to visit in the coming years;restaurants to try,recipes I'd like to whip out in the kitchen;articles written in PDI that I would want to read again;floor plans of tiny places that I wish to follow in the future;I even scribbled down expiry dates whenever I buy bread to help me remember! haha Seriously,most of my to-dos and plans were not realized last year mainly because I did not do something about it. I was the worst procrastinator last year and I wish to leave that ugly thing behind me now.It's time to close 2011.You may rest now,Starbucks Coffee planner 2011.Thank you for the year that was.<br />
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Get ready,my watermelon planner! :D<br />
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KUNG HEI FAT CHOY!!!bulengithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17577688655761385152noreply@blogger.com2Cebu City, Philippines10.3156992 123.8854366000000510.196427199999999 123.80137510000004 10.4349712 123.96949810000005tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201899488551269329.post-6192596111922963132012-01-11T17:22:00.001+08:002012-01-11T17:28:54.018+08:00Your Tongue-in-Cheek Guide to SinulogAn article about where to stay,where to dine and what to do when in Cebu for Sinulog came out of my favorite newspaper last Saturday. While the article was informative,it does not apply to the majority of people whose purpose of going to Sinulog is to experience that one big street party that it is known for.So I thought of writing my own version of where-to and what-to.This is based on personal experience, so allow me to indulge. :)<br />
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Let me correct myself there.Most people come here to honor and pray to Sto.Nino.They are the devotees and pilgrims who will brave the thick crowd,not minding if it's chest to chest,nose to nose,(we were always just that close.haha) just to get a glimpse or be near the Sto.Nino.But a lot also come here to party.Theyr're the ones who wouldn't mind sitting on the gutter or on the sidewalk,with a plastic glass full of beer or any alcohol mix in one hand or those whose faces are covered with paint ,with one hand holding a bottle of beer of which that same hand is raised on mid-air while dancing to the beat of the Sinulog drums.That's why I think it's important to know first what is your purpose of coming here for Sinulog.If you're here solely for the Sto. Nino,then I don't think I'd be of help. I have not attended a novena mass nor attended the high mass on Sunday,never been to the fluvial procession which happens on the day before that and counter-flowing a procession in the afternoon of Saturday does not count either.But if you're here to get drunk and throw up in the streets then you may continue reading. <br />
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<b>WHERE TO STAY</b><br />
It's only a few days more before Sinulog and I don't think you'd have an easy time finding a hotel or pension house to stay at this time.Most are fully booked by now.Where to stay should be thought of months before.Not to worry though, for Lapu-Lapu City has more hotels and places to offer.That may be far from the center of Sinulog,but you wouldn't mind,would you? HAHAHA If you have friends or relatives who live here, you can ask them if you could crash their place for the weekend.If they say yes,don't forget to bring them something. :) By the way,a DOT personnel was interviewed by a local tv news here yesterday.She said that it's okay to check in motels for it is as safe as checking in hotels. It is cheaper also and is more practical considering that you only pay for the few hours that you get to stay there.And besides,you don't need a lot of sleeping when it's Sinulog. You're at the streets partying most of the time. HAHA<br />
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It'd be easy to say Casa Verde since the main branch is also near the epicenter of the street party, but the streets on Sinulog Sunday have got so much to offer that you'd have a hard time deciding which one to pick. HAHA. Seriously,the whole strip of Gen.Maxilom Ave. and Jones Ave. will be lined with food stalls,some are from known names or brands but you should check out those you barely know for they also sell tasty food.Just make sure that it is clean.You will know how clean they are by checking how clean and organized their stall is,the utensils they use and how they prepare the food. If in doubt,don't eat! You may opt to bring your own sandwich or trail mix,something you can munch on when the tummy complains.<br />
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You will be walking most of the time,so please wear whatever you are most comfortable with.You'll be at high risk of getting stepped on,so wear some closed shoes.Wearing shorts is okay but keep an eye on 'drunk' people.This is not the best time to strut your stuff.Leave your expensive jewelry at home.Don't bring a lot of cash and keep an eye on your valuables.Your bag should be stashed with wet wipes, tissue, alcohol and extra t-shirt(secure in ziploc) in case some dudes will shower rain beer bottles. HAHAHA There's going to be a long cue in restrooms so practice how to hold it longer.HAHA<br />
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Remember that although your purpose here is to have a good time there'd be a few who would spoil it.Keep your cool and it's better to go with a group so you can keep an eye on each other.One big street party that is Sinulog only happens once a year. So go out and take yourself to the streets.You will have the rest of the year to chill and lounge. :)<br />
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If you don't want to get down and dirty,adto nalang kas coffee shop magtambay. Pag order ug kape,maulaw sad ka.Picture2x dayon para naa kay ma-post sa Facebook nga 'Me in Sinulog' nya nas sulod sa coffee shop. HAHAHAHA <br />
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Pit Senyor! <br />
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for a more serious guide to surviving Sinulog visit <a href="http://www.wearesolesisters.com/2011/01/sole-sisters-guide-to-surviving-sinulog.html">wearesolesisters.com</a><br />
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photo courtesy of <a href="http://wheretheblog.wordpress.com/">wheretheblog.wordpress.com</a>bulengithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17577688655761385152noreply@blogger.com3Cebu City, Philippines10.3156992 123.8854366000000510.196427199999999 123.80137510000004 10.4349712 123.96949810000005tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201899488551269329.post-91537181537994715242011-12-12T04:07:00.000+08:002011-12-12T04:07:34.893+08:00Yogurt InvasionYogurt Stations are sprouting like mushrooms here in Cebu.So before it conquers each and every corner of the city,we have to invade it first--one yogurt tub at a time. :) <br />
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<b>YO-GO BOY</b><br />
BTC,Banilad<br />
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<b>YUMMY-YO</b><br />
near GrandCon<br />
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<b>TUTTI FRUTTI</b><br />
SM<br />
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<b>YOGO</b><br />
Coffee Cat,E-Bloc Bldg. IT Park<br />
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<b>RED MANGO</b><br />
Ayala Center<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Qov2-F72wA0IqXyEHl8G-cESQ4xfncVIaHXGJZ-EbqQHcvf0uboV2pitBKKas5SgwsAjqKShMOg081sp_XuAtos9J25FzfiuYU4AWod38w7l0_lpmaFp9MqmVRs-s3OHkCd1ebfC4lk/s1600/redmango.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="240" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Qov2-F72wA0IqXyEHl8G-cESQ4xfncVIaHXGJZ-EbqQHcvf0uboV2pitBKKas5SgwsAjqKShMOg081sp_XuAtos9J25FzfiuYU4AWod38w7l0_lpmaFp9MqmVRs-s3OHkCd1ebfC4lk/s400/redmango.jpg" /></a></div>bulengithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17577688655761385152noreply@blogger.com1Cebu City, Philippines10.3156992 123.8854366000000510.196427199999999 123.80137510000004 10.4349712 123.96949810000005tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201899488551269329.post-60659973291495433982011-11-30T15:24:00.000+08:002011-11-30T15:24:17.598+08:00All I Want For ChristmasGenerally,I do not ask for gifts on Christmas or on any general occasion because:1. I hate to ask and not have it and 2. I hate receiving it from someone I secretly don't like.Also, I do not like receiving gifts because:1. It might be something I don't like and 2. I'm not good in hiding displeasure.Besides,I have this weird feeling that if I'm getting what any random person on the same occasion is getting,that means I'm not special enough that the gift was not thought of.<br />
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This Christmas though will be different. I will not just ask for a gift, but anyone who is willing to give me what I want will be assured that I will love it with all my heart whether or not I like you. No need to fret, for I will not be asking for a high-end gadget nor a house or a car! I'd still appreciate it if you'd give me those but those are not what I want! I want nothing but to receive a letter and/or postcard on Christmas. It doesn't need to be fancy,I just want it to be handwritten! :) <br />
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A lot of you may be asking,why do I want a letter and/or postcard for Christmas? Why can't I ask for something that doesn't need a lot of effort? Please read paragraph one again to refresh your memory.Haha! Seriously, with almost everything shared on Facebook,Twitter and all the other social networking sites, I can not help but wonder, what else is there that wasn't shared? Well,because I wanna be <i>iba</i>, I want to have an update from you that's not shared with the 'public', those that you call friends on Facebook and followers on Twitter. And,it's been ages since the last time I received a letter and a postcard. I don't trust my memory with this but I think the last letter that I received was from UP which informed me that I didn't pass the UPCAT.I didn't even get to open the envelope at first,I just peeked through the window and saw that common rejection statement "we regret to inform you" blahblahblah. That was heartbreaking! (In retrospect, I would not have met those strangers I now call friends if I passed the exam.) And for the postcard, I only have two,both of which I got in 2002 from my Ninong Lalo. I thought I was gonna get a lot more from him but it stopped.Also,I'm thinking of continuing my mother's post stamp collection. So receiving a letter and/or postcard would also mean I'd get a stamp.It's like hitting two birds with one stone. <br />
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I still have a lot to say about letters but I will have to end this now lest I bore you.Haha! So please,please,please be my Santa this Christmas and give me what I want! A handwritten letter and/or a postcard and you'll make me the happiest kid on earth! Thank you!<br />
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P.S. I'll love it more if you write in cursive. :)bulengithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17577688655761385152noreply@blogger.com4Cebu City, Philippines10.3156992 123.8854366000000510.196186699999998 123.80137510000004 10.4352117 123.96949810000005tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201899488551269329.post-76537606377691236242011-11-17T02:34:00.000+08:002011-11-17T02:34:44.605+08:00Quit Smoking Attempt,Failed.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijiQW7SDOgBwxmYdpflOh6vuIonmomXQ_7YhXDuaaa1plsVIeoCen8pYllupvczZGnEecDQDt5NuhoctRjC5Vsisq5zJd2u9qASFlhdIWh3ffID8X1NCJSjxhsP7v4jmempLvikPs8y_g/s1600/246661_1733490543147_1415063218_31472288_79406_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijiQW7SDOgBwxmYdpflOh6vuIonmomXQ_7YhXDuaaa1plsVIeoCen8pYllupvczZGnEecDQDt5NuhoctRjC5Vsisq5zJd2u9qASFlhdIWh3ffID8X1NCJSjxhsP7v4jmempLvikPs8y_g/s320/246661_1733490543147_1415063218_31472288_79406_n.jpg" /></a></div><br />
It has been three months since I gave 'quit smoking' a try.I must say that I didn't have a hard time in trying to quit because smoking isn't an indispensable part of my every waking day.As what I always answer whenever someone asks me whether I smoke or not,I can live with it,I can live without it.So quitting or giving it a try is just a walk in the park for me. <br />
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The first two months were smooth sailing.I was able to live my life not lighting a stick or more.Even if there were a lot of opportunities,chances or urge to smoke, still my willingness to quit was just so much that I was able to control it.I was 'clean' for two months! I felt extremely happy that I was able to take smoking out of my system.I started telling my friends about it.Some were happy for the decision while others said they'll wait for the day when I'll tell them I didn't make it.<br />
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But,as I was on my third month of 'being clean' the willingness started to wear off. Every thing I do to quit the habit seemed like a huge effort to make.It didn't help either that I revisited the places I have most memories of my smoker days.I don't know about you,but I think I jinx myself the moment I started telling people that I'm quitting.I don't know,I just feel that way.<br />
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Until one day, I caught myself giving in to the temptation.I lit a stick and,not long after that,I cursed myself for doing so.I FAILED.YET.AGAIN.It's the end of my if-I-get-through-three-months-without-lighting-a-stick-I-swear-I-will-never-smoke-in-this-lifetime-again-ever.Booo.I guess I'm still not destined to quit.I guess it's not yet time.But I want it to happen sooner,like next year perhaps.HAHA! <br />
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Seriously,I want to stop smoking.It's doing me no good,I know that from the very start.I know that I'll get tons of health issues later if I don't stop.I know that it's bad for my skin,will cause me wrinkles and will make me age faster but . . . . <br />
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I just hope and fervently pray that I get to stop before it's too late.bulengithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17577688655761385152noreply@blogger.com2Cebu City, Philippines10.3156992 123.8854366000000510.196186699999998 123.80137510000004 10.4352117 123.96949810000005tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201899488551269329.post-40441387128245917752011-10-18T03:46:00.002+08:002011-10-18T03:51:02.804+08:00Doodles.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7U3s67eRECHBJXr0igYhWIeNHxSEiRO06fSLeQVmUk8v29ChpKJ3yj3TYANE7q9R7nSKraesd-dsSV_trafYrXMcx4E5kIMnK3pAy0nF1QYFJrKryZysal2Kua_dmNEzrX647mKoh6os/s1600/doodles1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="257" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7U3s67eRECHBJXr0igYhWIeNHxSEiRO06fSLeQVmUk8v29ChpKJ3yj3TYANE7q9R7nSKraesd-dsSV_trafYrXMcx4E5kIMnK3pAy0nF1QYFJrKryZysal2Kua_dmNEzrX647mKoh6os/s400/doodles1.jpg" /></a></div><br />
Today,I miss doodle and the guy who did these doodles.bulengithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17577688655761385152noreply@blogger.com0Cebu City, Philippines10.3156992 123.8854366000000510.196186699999998 123.80137510000004 10.4352117 123.96949810000005tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201899488551269329.post-36298203582309806402011-10-11T15:02:00.001+08:002011-10-16T22:09:17.035+08:00Yo Yos<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwB1jSLC5WS-hW4aKqUgA_QkVF2IEUjBqlRgfV9CPPopBYpkvgB4ocqD7qcBBC6zxncNBuatwhp5yxs-mLUWNXiYv8ietrvEW_R2DzaJqsBg-A5byHlPbTd3k1Dg3A9up7z01V3amY_5A/s1600/75094_1721245709763_1196925305_31913233_815371_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwB1jSLC5WS-hW4aKqUgA_QkVF2IEUjBqlRgfV9CPPopBYpkvgB4ocqD7qcBBC6zxncNBuatwhp5yxs-mLUWNXiYv8ietrvEW_R2DzaJqsBg-A5byHlPbTd3k1Dg3A9up7z01V3amY_5A/s400/75094_1721245709763_1196925305_31913233_815371_n.jpg" /></a></div><br />
Any idea what these are? <br />
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These are what you call Yo Yos. I don't know why it's called such.In fact I only knew about its name just recently when I told my Lola that I have this little project going on. According to Lola,Yo Yos or Yo Yo Quilts were popular during the 1950s or 1960s. I'm not really sure though as that detail escapes me now.But I did remember Lola saying that she first saw Yaya, her mother-in-law, making Yo Yos and she just followed suit. There was a surplus of fabrics that time so that Yaya bought fabrics in bulk and made lots of Yo Yos. Lola thought that it would be a good pastime to be making Yo Yos.<br />
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So this is what I've been doing lately. Lola was right. It makes for a good pastime esp. for the unemployed me. HAHA. <br />
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I have a lot of clothes that I have not been using because they are now too small for me or is already damaged from frequent use.That's where I got my fabric.Most of them either have plain colors or floral prints. One of those is that green pants that you see in the picture.Practical tip: To save you money and (future)space for your cabinet, I think it's best if you rummage through your clothes and see what are those that you can't even remember the last time you wore it or if you ever got the chance to wear them at all.Time to let it go, pack rat! HAHA.<br />
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<b>Here's How to Make Yo Yos<br />
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<b>Materials Needed:</b><br />
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fabric/old clothes<br />
scissors<br />
seam ripper or blade<br />
pen<br />
mini-cd<br />
thread<br />
needle<br />
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1. For old clothes: You need to rip the seams first so you will have an easy time drawing circles on the fabric.<br />
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2. You need to decide how big you want your yo yo so that you can decide what round object you'll use to trace the circle. In my case,since I want it small,I used a mini-cd. (Finished products are only a bit bigger than a Php 1 coin.Get the idea?)<br />
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3. Trace as much circle on the fabric. It is best if you start at the seam side so that much of the fabric is utilize. This is the easiest part.<br />
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4.Once done, cut the fabric.<br />
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5. Knot the thread and sew.Run a stitch round the fabric. Once you have done that,pull the thread slowly so that you pull together the fabric to its center. Knot the thread.<br />
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That's how yo yos are made.So easy,right? :) This project is time-consuming though. I only make an average of 30 yo yos in 2 hours. I still have a lot of yo yos to make for my quilt! HAHA Now, excuse me as I go back to my little project. :)bulengithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17577688655761385152noreply@blogger.com2Cebu City, Philippines10.3156992 123.8854366000000510.196186699999998 123.80137510000004 10.4352117 123.96949810000005tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201899488551269329.post-76073414484506400612011-10-08T04:09:00.000+08:002011-10-08T04:09:05.230+08:00Take Note<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjho_GoYb1XmaW-jDjjY5rixzsnVtty2PPNiFyQH3SC3b8gCHxuuqk9OqbXMg_3TLH1M4KtZ7J_TNQ_vK5XaFiIkGRe5XwafcagX4oJS1vObMhtYfATmV0EyXE1GByKyrcEwfR5x1T4sVc/s1600/020920115957.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjho_GoYb1XmaW-jDjjY5rixzsnVtty2PPNiFyQH3SC3b8gCHxuuqk9OqbXMg_3TLH1M4KtZ7J_TNQ_vK5XaFiIkGRe5XwafcagX4oJS1vObMhtYfATmV0EyXE1GByKyrcEwfR5x1T4sVc/s400/020920115957.jpg" /></a></div><br />
It makes a LOT of difference if you write something that needs to be remembered all the time in a paper rather than just taking note of it mentally. More so if you post it in your wall,where you get to see it everyday. :)bulengithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17577688655761385152noreply@blogger.com2Cebu City, Philippines10.3156992 123.8854366000000510.196186699999998 123.80137510000004 10.4352117 123.96949810000005tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201899488551269329.post-69828658032723399452011-09-08T02:25:00.000+08:002011-09-08T02:25:56.802+08:00Champorado at 2It's 2 A.M. from where I'm at.Aside from the nagging sound of the fan,the barks of the neighbor's dog and the faint sound of the cars passing by, the place is so quiet.It is way past my bed time but I don't think I'll be sleeping until I see the light of day later. I'm keeping myself busy by visiting the blogs that I follow.I'm not hungry but I'm eating champorado right now.I'm afraid that if I don't eat what's left of what I cooked this afternoon it will be put to waste in the morning.If my sister is still awake at this time she'd probably be dragging me to sleep with her nag.I miss home and eating my comfort food adds up to the somber mood.I miss my friends from way back.I miss the life that I lived.I miss not having to worry about anything but the prospect of being grounded again for the next week.I miss dreaming big.I miss living my life. . . . . . . .bulengithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17577688655761385152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201899488551269329.post-17809149539359544962011-08-30T06:26:00.000+08:002011-08-30T06:26:22.976+08:00TUMBLEBUGS CRAZE<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKHI9YpnUXNaTgUFih9U2wACPunim92NGkEzts6phOJtiN1trP8vPYFQ0_IXtmXic57lbku8HNdzN-ECf6HlzbdLAVUQtTioL_vf-We0KK1YDvVRHxzj5SOPtUvXnvdOp4Y2uH7WVlAkw/s1600/tumblevictory.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="250" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKHI9YpnUXNaTgUFih9U2wACPunim92NGkEzts6phOJtiN1trP8vPYFQ0_IXtmXic57lbku8HNdzN-ECf6HlzbdLAVUQtTioL_vf-We0KK1YDvVRHxzj5SOPtUvXnvdOp4Y2uH7WVlAkw/s400/tumblevictory.png" /></a></div><br />
Wohoo! I've defeated the evil black bugs! I've saved the tumblebugs! I've toppled the black bug empire! I'm the happiest person on earth today! HAHAHA (shallow happiness :p)<br />
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No more nights of roundhouse kicking in my bed (?), twisting my arm, pinching my hand and pulling my hair out of frustration.Victory is mine. HAHAHAHA. <br />
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