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My mother is currently in Toronto, working and studying. I don't know if she's gonna be reading this but I've got "Invalid Entry"  , so I've decided to again write off of my memory.My pudgy thumbs were all over the Gameboy when my mother called out from their bedroom. "Joy, tama na muna yang Gameboy, magwalis ka muna." Means "Drop that Gameboy or I'll cut your thumbs off." Kidding! What she really said was "Quit that Gameboy for now and sweep the floors first." Well, I was playing Mortal Kombat and I didn't want to quit it. I was winning, beating Jax with my Kitana! So I ignored my mom and continued playing. She called out to me for the second time. The third. The fourth. The fifth. The sixth. The seventh! And then she lost it. She marched up to me and yelled at my face. I immediately dropped the thing and grabbed the broom. I was beyond pissed when she said no Gameboy for the rest of the day! Tyranny, I thought back then, hiding a huge scowl and flouncing off with the broom in my hand. Goodness I was a brat. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Mama, Mother, Mader, Ermats, Inay, Nanay... Friend. I got plenty of sick when I was little. My mother took care of me while at the same time taking care of Papa, Ate Grace, E, cooking meals, doing laundry, and all the other chores around the house (and in the garden!). She was Wonder Woman! She's a beautiful person, the best mother there is. And I adored her even when ... I couldn't sleep, and I'd wake her up, and she'd lose patience and say, "Joy, there's NO human being that don't fall asleep at nights!" I now know that that isn't necessarily true but that freaked me out when I was a kid. I have to fall asleep, I'm a human being! I thought back then, forcing myself to drift off to la-la land. ... we were at a public transportation, and everybody was quiet, and she'd loudly say, "Joy, kaya mo pa bang pigilan yang ihi mo?" which means, "Joy, can you still hold your pee?" I was like, "Please, sshhhhh!!!" ... she convinced me to get this short haircut, and told me that everybody would love it and that it would absolutely look good on me. Well, she got her manicurist to do it (crap) and the next day was my first day in fourth grade. My idiot classmate saw me and said, "Hey, you look like a boy!" [My elder sister connived with my mother on that one so I mostly blame that on her, not on Mama. Ate Grace, I know you're reading this, and I just wanna say gaga ka talaga!] My mother is also a very, very brave woman. She's just amazing! She killed the largest spider I have ever seen! And then there was that frog that managed to get inside the house... all of us were like "Yucckkkkk! Yuck, yuck, yuck!" (with everybody running in different directions). Minutes later we all went peeping back and saw her chasing the poor thing inside the bathroom! Haha! And with her bare hands! She's also not afraid of cockroaches  See? Wonder Woman!I was about sixteen when my mother got a hysterectomy operation. We were at the hospital for almost four days, as far as I can remember. The hospital was in a different city, one that was very far away from home, and we decided that I was going to be the one to go with my mother. In that four days I saw how courageous my mother really is. She's just a strong woman. She went into operation like it was nothing; afterwards, I saw her suffering with every pain, but my comfort was still the one she mainly thought of. I remember a moment when she was trembling with pain, asking for her medicine. I rushed out to find a nurse and everybody seemed to be too busy. I wanted to grab the nearest one, pull her by the hair, and push her inside our room! I couldn't be too happier when she finally farted!  Overall, Ma had her stomach broken four times. Three cesarians and one hysterectomy. If that isn't strong, then I don't know what is! --------------- Note: If you're eating while reading you may want to finish up first. October 2005: E and I were out with Ma at the nearest mall, shopping. Mother was going through a rack of clothes when I grabbed E's arm and whipered in alarm. "Cor, nata- Okay I won't continue with that, it's too gross!  But I told E that my stomach really hurts and that it looks like I really had to go. You know what I mean.E raised an eyebrow and was like, "Are you sure?" I told her I was serious and said I should be heading back home. I told her to accompany Mama the rest of the night. E gave me that puppy-dog look and stuck her lower lip out. She said "But I wouldn't have anyone to talk to anymore!" (Ma is a serious shopper) and E added "Kaya mo yan" which means, you can do it! I said no way but then she reminded me that we were going to eat at Jollibee, this fast food place I was craving back then (Cheezy Fries!). So yeah, I agreed to stay, and by the time we were eating the feeling was all gone. The three of us happily ate, laughed, and talked, but by the time we were finished, E gave me a look and whispered at my ear. The 'feeling' transferred on her. We walked out of Jollibee, E grasping my arms tightly, jokingly saying "Hold me" and we were giggling like crazy. We still had to get Ma's newly made glasses and still do a little grocery shopping. By the time we were at the Optical Clinic, the 'feeling' was back within me, and E's condition was worsening. There was no giggling anymore. We told Mama and she laughed. The glasses wasn't ready yet, so Ma told me to go ahead and do the grocery buying. By that time I was seriously sick  I- it- wanted to go so badly! I rushed to the grocery part of the mall and grabbed the items like mad, then waited in line to pay. All the time I kept thinking to myself You're an adult. Things like this doesn't happen to adults. It SHOULDN'T!When I got out of Grocery I saw Ma and E ready to rush back home, thank God! E was really pale by then and we seriously ran all the way out of the mall and through the parking lot. That was when Mama said that she really had to go, too!So... you're still gonna read my blog the next time, right?   |
First off I wanna say thanks to my friend Ty for making me that image up there  yep, look up, up. Astig ka Ty at di ako marunong mambola ano!Anyway. Do you see those three blue numbers over there, to your left? Actually, it's gonna be blue four numbers as soon as I post this, but the point is the same. I've been blogging everyday! I haven't missed a single day this July- HA! So what?! you ask. Well, nothing, I'd say. But I'm hoping that I could actually write here everyday. A whole month full of blue numbers, that's what I want! Big thanks to Wolfedale  for the MB he gave me. Ean, you're too cool, Mister. You do know that, don't you?I also want to say thank you to Barbs for mailing me and telling me such helpful advice for Papa's diabetes. Through her words you can feel that the lady is such a caring person. Thanks again, Barbs, I appreciate it, we all do. Anyway, Papa's wound is getting better, thank God!  So, I'm pretty pissed about something. I haven't been writing much (except here in my blog) for a couple of weeks now. I feel like I'm becoming too stagnant. My pop and I were working on his life story
but I haven't added any chapter to it since April. Aaargh! Maybe we'll get to it when the both us has more time- when that will be, I have no clue. And so I wrote this poem recently, while I was at- oh never mind just read the item description.
I entered this one at Cookie ~ contemplatingareturn 's poetry contest (her theme this month is poems in Pi form) but I'm thinking that it's too gross for anybody's taste. I mean, I wrote what I felt, and what I saw, but most poems are all about beauty and stuff like that, so I'm not that surprised that this poem has not received any reviews. Maybe those who read it were too disgusted? I don't know, what do YOU think?Okay, so i'm pretty pissed about the fact that I'm not writing, right? What's more is that I don't have the time to write a story, a good one, for Gabby's contest. I'm actually pretty surprised that no one has entered yet. What's up, people?! The prompts are fun and the prizes fabulous.
The deadline is six days away so I suggest getting your butts in gear! --------------- Annoying, arrogant clients better stay out of my way tomorrow, cause it's the starting day of that time in the month again (wink wink at the ladies). I don't like going out when it's that time of the month. Maybe I should ditch work? I could totally do WdC the whole day, geek that I am. Don't forget to tell me what you think of the Moonwalk poem (not that I'm forcing you, you know  )! Good night (here) good morning (there), loves! Later. |
| My friend Ashley In Your Dirtiest Pants 's grandfather passed away this morning. She is an amazing person and she lost a great friend. I know he is at a better place now but my heart goes out to those he left behind. It would be great if we could all be there for her, even only online, for it would still mean a lot. Her blog: "Invalid Item" --------------- I wanted to share something I've received in my e-mail a couple of months back, since I've already written what I really wanted to say JOHN LENNON: Some years before during his interview with an American Magazine, he said: "Christianity will end, it will disappear. I do not have to argue about that. I am certain Jesus was ok, but his subjects were too simple, Today we are more famous than Him" (1966)". Lennon, after saying that the Beatles were more famous than Jesus Christ, was shot six times. TANCREDO NEVES: During the Presidential campaign, he said if he got 500 votes from his party, not even God would remove him from Presidency. Sure he got the votes, but he got sick a day before being made President, then he died. CAZUZA: During a show in Canecão ( Rio de Janeiro ), whilst smoking his cigarette, he puffed out some smoke into the air and said, "God, that's for you." I can't even explain how he died. THE MAN WHO BUILT TITANIC: After the construction of Titanic, a reporter asked him how safe the Titanic would be. With an ironic tone he said, "Not even God can sink it." The result: I think you all know what happened to the Titanic. MARILYN MONROE: She was visited by Billy Graham during a presentation of a show. He is a preacher and Evangelist and the Spirit of God had sent him to preach to her. After hearing what the Preacher had to say, she said, "I don't need your Jesus!" A week later, she was found dead in her apartment. BON SCOTT: The ex-vocalist of the AC/DC. On one of his 1979 songs he sang, "Don t stop me, I m going down all the way, wow the highway to hell". On the 19th of February 1980, Bon Scott was found dead, he had been choked by his vomit. CAMPINAS/SP IN 2005: In Campinas, a group of friends, drunk, went to pick up a friend. The mother accompanied her to the car and was so worried about the drunkenness of her friends and she said to the daughter - holding her hand, who was already seated in the car, "MY DAUGHTER, GO WITH GOD AND MAY HE PROTECT YOU." She responded, "ONLY IF HE (GOD) TRAVELS IN THE BOOT, COZ INSIDE HERE IT'S ALREADY FULL!" Hours later, news came by that they had been involved in a fatal accident, everyone had died, the car could not be recognized what type of car it had been, but surprisingly, the boot was intact. The police said there was no way the boot could have remained intact. To their surprise, inside the boot was a crate of eggs, none was broken. Many more important people have forgotten that there is no other name that was given so much authority as the name of Jesus. Many have died, but only Jesus died and rose again, and he is still alive....JESUS IS ALIVE!! --------------- I just think it's plain stupid that atheists spend all their time fighting a God they don't even believe exists. People blame God everytime something goes wrong in their lives, when in fact it was their own foolish decisions that made everything go so haywire. I remember something partyof5dj commented some time ago on one of windac's blogs. He stated it so plainly, so simply, but in my heart and in my life I know it to be so true. "More God = more sense." |
| I really don't have much to say today except I loathe diabetes. I hate it. I hate the fact that my father has it. I hate that disease, or any other disease, for that matter. I hate the fact that my father has gangrene, and that his feet are numb and discolored, and that he can't do what he usually did normally before diabetes. Like run, bike, drive, or walk long distances. Six years ago my father was closing our hardware's accordion gate when his left foot's biggest toe accidentally got in the way. It being numb he had no idea that it actually happened until he actually saw his toe bleeding horribly. The nail was completely removed and his flesh was completely visible. He went home that day and I was devastated. Diabetics aren't supposed to have wounds. They usually don't heal and when the infection gets worse amputation is necessary. For over a month I treated my father's foot, I mean I cleaned the wound thrice a day and treated it with antibacterial medication. I am no nurse and I got frustrated at times but we kept believing for the best to happen. Like I said earlier, it was a fact that my dad has diabetes, but there is a greater truth. The truth that 2,000 years ago Jesus died on the cross for him, and by his strifes we are healed. To make the long story short his big toe healed, and a new nail grew on it. Of course it's all weird now but the great thing was that it healed. Now we have the similar problem. Yesterday we found the smallest toe in the same foot swollen. There's a wound under the nail and it looked to be infected. We didn't exactly know how he got that but we suspected that the wound had already been there for a long time, going unnoticed and untreated. Now it's all infected and swollen red. I did the same thing again, cleaned it and treated it. I showed E how to do it last night so she can do it herself today. I'm leaving in a couple of minutes for PLDT and that is another fact I hate. I want to be here and I want to be able to take care of Pa's foot myself, and I'm afraid I'm gonna be worrying the whole day at the office. But I'm deciding not to. I leave everything to God's hand, and you know what? He has healed a lot of Papa's wound a lot of times, so I'm going to trust Him again. He has never let any of us down. I'm just humbly asking you guys to keep my father in your prayers. Like partyof5dj said, prayer is a most powerful tool, and it is more so when a lot of people are doing it. That's all, thanks, I'm heading out. Have a good day. |
First of all I want to say thank you to intuey  . She was my June SA and she had been a wonderful one! Last night I received a wave of gifts from her  So thanks again, Tracey!Next I want to say thanks a bunch for the friendship MB Holly Jahangiri gave me. She is a great lady (you should see that picture of her holding an armadillo!) and she's just absolutely priceless. You all know what I mean I also want to thank David McClain for featuring my blog on the most recent issue of the "Invalid Item" for the editor's picks part. I am very much humbled.I got gifted a raffle ticket today in Cookie ~ contemplatingareturn 's "Invalid Item" . It was from Tracey again, I couldn't thank that girl enough! So yeah, please support Cookie's raffle!--------------- So I got my report done today. Actually it was a mess, haha. Kidding, I just did what I had to do. I was the first reporter from our group and this guy (he and his friend or girlfriend joined class late and missed the first couple of classes, and they were included in our group in short notice) stopped me when I was just about to stand up. He said he talked to our professor and that I can postpone reporting my part until next week. My other group member (the kids, you know, those sixteen year olds) were waiting for me to stand up and do my part, but this guy kept talking to me. He said all kind of stuff, that it wasn't fair, because nobody even talked to them and that they weren't ready. He also complained that their parts were handed out to them last week, just like that. He was trying to convince me to back out of reporting so we could all do it together next week. I told him that I just wanted to get the whole thing over with. After much more talk he finally relented and I was like What the hell? but he finally let me go. Just as I was about to report, my professor stopped me and said he wanted to talk about a few things first. So I sat down, only to be talked-out by the guy again. I understand that he just wanted to be more ready and prepared about reporting, so he was trying to postpone the thing as much as he could, but it wasn't our fault that they joined class late, you know? Then he went and talked dirt about the kids (our other group members) he said "Bata pa kasi yung mga yan" which means that they were too young, so that means they're really stupid. It was like he was trying to get me mad at them so I would join his side or something. Whatever, I'm not too hot about them either, but I wasn't gonna talk shit about them. I just sort of nodded and muttered some "hmms" the whole time. When my professor called me to FINALLY report the guy told me to slow it down as much as possible. Well, my report was done in about five minutes. Sorry, but as much as I want to help him, I'm not about to prolong my suffering just so I can oblige him. I hate class reporting. I think he was surprised and probably a little pissed that my report ended all too soon. Maybe he wasn't used to being let down or something, it was obvious that he and his friend (or girlfriend) are Mr. and Ms. Popular around there. When I sat back down, he wasn't that friendly anymore. Whatever, man, it's just a stupid class report, one you won't even be remembering in a week. --------------- Fete de la Musique happened last night at the SM Mall of Asia and I forgot all about it! Just goes to show how out of it I am these days. Aaaarggh and to think I could've gone!!! I just saw Ty's, my friend's online photo gallery at Flickr. Astig! He's a really good photographer, check this link out: http://flickr.com/photos/tirong/ And Corfish is doing well now, thank you |
| I was at the office yesterday when a flash report came through the TV. The two major networks show 3-minute reports every 3 hours, and it's a regular thing here, but a lot of people (including me) are still suckers for it. I just like to know what's happening in my own country, not because I want to be in the loop, but because I am interested in my country, and because I love it. Anyway, rallies have become an almost everyday thing here in the Philippines since Gloria Arroyo took seat back in 2001 (shamefully if I may add) through the Second People Power Revolution or EDSA DOS. Back then Former President Joseph Estrada was undergoing an impeachment trial, due to accusations of graft and corruption. There was an envelope containing some so-called important evidence, and the opposition back then said that it would definitely condemn Estrada or ERAP, as most of us call him. There was this whole To open or not to open? thing going on, for there were protocols that forbid them to open it. It was agreed that the Senators would vote on it. The majority of them voted not to open it. Well, that triggered EDSA Dos. Senators that voted Yes, open it and the prosecution team of the impeachment trial walked out of the Philippine Senate, sporting such dramatic and immature antics. People then began flooding the streets of EDSA, the major highway that encircles Metro Manila. They were asking for ERAP to step down. Arroyo joined the whole Oust Erap campaign, and after four days, it was over. The military sided with Gloria and before chaos could erupt, Erap stepped down, and Arroyo was sworn in. Well what do you know. Everybody that conspired against ERAP are all against Gloria now. And I want to scream at them, "Well look what you've done, idiots!" Arroyo's presidency is a sham, a shame. Corrupted transactions were discovered between her and the Secretary of Finance a week after she stole the presidency from Erap. Heaps of evidence were discovered about her husband's greedy, corrupted transactions. Her son (a congressman) went mega-rich after she took seat. I cannot explain, or even put into words, how disturbing and loathesome the corruption is in the Arroyo Government. There wasn't a week that went by that no corrupted transaction was found in her leadership. So she made this speech that she wouldn't run in the 2004 elections. Well, she lied. She won, but cheated against Fernando Poe Jr., Erap's best friend (a beautiful person, if I may say so. Over 3 million people attended his funeral when he died December 2004. Arroyo sent flowers, the people burned it). I mean the cheating was so widespread, and so garapal ( in-your-face cheating). Oppostion protested and filed complaints, but government senators and congressmen made sure that they wouldn't go far. Political chaos here in the Phi was sky-high during those times. And it still is, now. The flash report I saw on TV showed how the police brutally harassed ralliers that were peacefully voicing their minds out (they were anti-Arroyo, of course). Since Gloria became president freedom of expression went AWOL. They arrested peaceful protestors, even UP professors, and they even water-hosed senators, even our former Vice-President Teofisto Guingona. Where's the respect, even only for the elderly? If you've seen Mr. Guingona, you'd see that he is definitely an elderly! Oh yeah, and if you say one bad thing about Gloria or her cronies? Insighting to Sedition, you go behind bars, Mister! [There's a huge chance they'll see this rant on the net, but you know what? So many Filipinos have written stuff like this, too, so what the hell!]  They also raided the Philippine Daily Inquirer, one of the Phi's largest newspaper companies. They raided and closed it down for a day because... they felt like it. The media people that have been killed increased greatly since Gloria's presidency. Not only media people, but innocent civilians, too. 11 backpackers had been arrested and tortured because the idiot police convinced themselves that they were the armed rebels they were looking for. Last I heard, only two of them had been released so far. Traumatized. Prices of goods increase everyday. Yeah, the price of gas, too... Too many to mentionAnyway, I was watching this show Public Hearing a while ago, and this female lawyer, Marissa Mauricio, was speaking. She is a UP graduate and yeah, I admire her- she's smart, always head-on about stuff, but is always respectful and fair to all sides. She was talking about the brutality in the rallies and said that even in President Marcos' time, there was no such thing as these horrid, bloody dispersements. And Ferdinand Marcos' regime was considered a time of dictatorship! (Marcos is probably the greatest Philippine President that was, by the way.) ERAP stepped down back in 2001 because he didn't want any bloodshed to occur. He had been in jail since then, and up to now not a single solid evidence has been presented in the court that would confirm the allegations against him. The envelope, you ask? It was opened, and the irony of it was, it proved Erap's innocence all the more! It was later found out that the people who filled the streets on Edsa Dos (almost all of them were the youth) was forced to go by the Catholic Universities they attended. It was going to be their Finals, or whatever it was that was going to be a huge part of their grade. Yes, the Catholic Church was in on the whole ugly plan to overthrow Erap, too. Erap was, and still is, a victim of a major conspiracy, a deep one. One I'd rather not discuss or else this entry's length will triple. All I can say is, shame on Gloria Arroyo and her allies. The Philippines is the second most-corrupt country in Asia, next to Bangladesh. See, we paid Bangladesh  On a fiery speech after Fernando Poe Jr.'s death, his wife Susan Roces shouted this angry, but truth-to-the-core, words. "She stole the presidency not once, but twice! --------------- Inspired by David McClain 's blog entry "Invalid Entry" . In international news Erap's the bad guy and Arroyo's the savior. Tor's right, though. There's more to the story than what we see. |
| I told myself I wouldn't blog today, but what the heck. I just got back from outside, walked in the rain, bought rock salt from the nearest store. Corfish ("Miracle Fish" ), our pet flower horn, is sick again. Not in a major way, but she's not eating much, so I dissolved a handful or rock salt on water and poured it inside her aquarium. It's supposed to kill the bacterias. She's a really sweet fish, and even though she has a set of killer teeth she doesn't bite. Okay, so it's only us that she doesn't bite, she's got that 'don't bite the hands that feed you' thing down. People love her, they think she's beautiful every time they see her, and she is. So every time she gets sick I get really sad. Please pray for her!  I just brushed my teeth and now I'm eating nuts again. What the hell is wrong with me. --------------- E said something last night that really cracked me up. I told her and Pa that I saw Jeffrey or Jepoy, my ultimate high school crush, earlier that morning. I had been sitting at the front seat of the bus and he had been riding at the jeepney in front of it. They asked if he saw me, I said he didn't. E said I should've gotten Jepoy's attention, blew a breath out against the windshield of the bus, then drew a heart in it --------------- I'm singing Northstar loudly at the top of my lungs! Sing with me! I'm sorry about the constant stare So here's my heart and take it It's all I have to give, love Give up Sweetheart run away with me |
** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Look at these two boys over here. Hey, Zack, look what I found! A picture of me in my He-Man shirt! --------------- I survived an hour of hell today. Being a secretary sucks. All I did was answer phone calls and they were mostly from fire-breathers. Got snapped at, ignored, growled at, you name it. The guys who worked there were idiots, too. They made it look like answering a simple question of mine was too annoying for them to take. I mean, what did they expect? That I would know everything after two seconds? I didn't even know their names! Then an angel came in through the office doors (insert heavenly drumroll) It was Miss Rita! I have never been so happy to see her. She looked so... sweet! Well, after a good-bye notice to Boss Gino, I bolted and returned to the other branch. Erase the part about me being pissed at Rita for sending us to get our IDs on the wrong day. As long as she doesn't take another leave, I like her! Anyway, my phone is charging so I'm passing time until the status reaches full. I use it as my alarm clock, see. Hurry up now, phone, c'mon. I wanna sleep!!! |
Everyone at the cafeteria on lunchtime today laughed when they saw how much I can eat. The lady behind the counter asked me, "How many rice?" I said "Three" and she yelped, "Three!" Haha  They were mostly older men that work in the technical department and they're really nice guys. Then there's Natoy, one of my dad's closest friends. He's like an uncle and he works at PLDT. So while we all ate our lunch he talked about his and my dad's past meanderings Speaking of my dad, I don't think he'll ever get enough of videoke  The guy just loves to sing. I went home today and found him belting it out, despite the strong rain outside Yep, he doesn't care.Tomorrow I'll be working at another PLDT branch, they're sending me there because Boss Gino asked for a female secretary for the manager. Miss Rita (remember her? The Idiot Boss?) is on leave so I have no choice but to fill in on her shoes. That will mean a much farther workplace and much more work. Oh, well. Anyway, I wanna thank Equilibrium and Cookie ~ contemplatingareturn for the pair of doves they sent me. Also thanking Barbs for the Optimistic MB she gave me the other day. When I got that in my e-mail, I resolved never to get pessimistic again! Good luck, Tin.Oh, yeah, have I mentioned that? That all my friends call me Tin? It's short for my name Christine, and we pronounce it like the word 'teen'. That may be funny to you guys because you have different accents. Anyway, my family calls me Joy, short for my second name 'Joyce'. That would make my whole name Christine Joyce Rocha Ilao. Just sharing, you know. --------------- I miss reading. I was about to pick up Treasure Island by Robert Stevenson but that didn't happen, too. I used to read everyday, now everytime I try to I get lazy beyond words. Is this a funk? I don't think I like this funk. --------------- As E mentioned in her blog we went through old pictures last night, so I think I'll be sharing more of them here in the future. Tonight (or today in your part of the world) I'll be posting the evidence of how much my dad really loves to sing. This pic is ancient, but his love for videoke (or karaoke) is pretty much evident. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Papa, Mama, Moi |
| Topics I want to discuss in today's blog: Drink and Drive - Don't do it. Not good. andrew 's rebuke of the whole thing was a good one. Drinking (or too much of it) isn't good either. As I have said Chester was a 'Master Drinker' but his liver got damaged last year because of it. He almost went through dialysis and since then he's been forbidden to drink anything slightly alcoholic.My Weight - I got the scale out yesterday and to my delight, found out that I haven't gained a single pound, despite my ruined diet My family always said that my metabolism was too fast for words. They said with the way I had been eating my whole life, it was a surprise that I still look the way I do.Stoo-pid Report - I was supposed to give a report at class today, but the first batch took so long that my report was postponed for the next week. And to think I had been in such a rush early this morning to get the thing done! Actually, Equilibrium had been the one rushing. I commisioned her to do the powerpoint presentation for me Yes, people, I forgot how to mess with MS Powerpoint. I can program for you in multiple programming languages but Powerpoint? Nooo Shoes - Papa bought me new Outland sandals. I love them. Translation - partyof5dj and Gaby ~ Quiet contemplation  had been rather intrigued with E's and my method of communication here in the blogs' comments Of course we were talking in the Tagalog language, what's cool about it is that we could be totally gossiping about you guys and you'd still have no idea! Kidding, kidding. See, sometimes it's just easier cause we can express what we really want to say better.Oh, and Party, I know you're out there camping right now, but your Translator SUCKS. Hehehe. Here's a couple of Tagalog words and what they mean in English. Ako - Me Ikaw - You Araw - Day/Sun Pag-ibig, Pagmamahal - Love Liwanag - Light Akin - Mine, My Ang - Are Diyos - God Maganda - Beautiful Tayo - Us Sila - Them Astig - Cool, Rocks, actually it can mean a lot of things. Whenever foreigners visit our country this is one of the first words we teach. Of course, foreigners have the funniest inflections Okay, people of WdC, here's the challenge. Can you create a whole Tagalog sentence using any of those words? When you get back here, Party, this challenge is especially for you! Blog Comments - When I click on a person's blog, and see that he/she doesn't have a new entry, I go to his/her previous one and click on the comments to read the rest who have written comments after me. Do you guys do that, read the rest of the comments, I mean? Or are E and I alone in this? I already asked her and she said yes. What about you? Just curious. --------------- Listening to Daphne Loves Derby You have to try to make this easy You have to try for me Sometimes I'm scared that things could be So much better than this What's best is not right Sometimes I wish that we could be So much closer than this But I won't look up when you walk away ... and sighing |
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