still in my pj's

Me and my cute god daughter, Ruth Abigail
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Inside University of the Philippines (UP) in Diliman. Visiting UP always makes me feel like I am home again... Can you see the jeepneys behind me?














Gumamela in UP














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Can you see Taal volcano behind me? Yes, I went to Tagaytay, but was not able to take a boat ride to the volcano. I will on my next trip.











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Pagsanjan Falls - I went to Pagsanjan Falls last week. I wasn't able to bring my camera so I am posting another person's picture of exactly where I was - under the falls. The current was strong, the water was waist high and COLD. I went with two korean guys. My sister and mother were scared to go in. It was awesome!


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Yep. It is now 1:14 in the pm and I am still in my pj's. I do have a towel on my shoulder - an attempt to take a shower. Showers are taken at least twice a day here. I take a shower in the morning (which I missed today), noon before I go out and at night before bed. This is mandatory since it is crazy hot, humid and polluted outside.

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I still don't like men. I am convinced that men only have one thing in mind - sex! Well, maybe not all guys but most of them only think about sex. They will do everything to get in your pants. Unfreaking believable.

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I saw X-Men 3 yesterday with my younger brother. It was AWESOME!!! Half of the main characters died! Great!

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I am waiting for my younger brother to pick me up. We are finally going to watch Da Vinci Code. :)

Ok. I think it's time for me to take a shower.
It's Tuesday at 9:35 am here in Mandaluyong. I woke up at 6am which was later than my usual 5am wake up time. I'm at my mom's new place in... her bedroom. I just turned off the AC since it was ON all night. It's hot. I'm still in my pantulog - Aldous' big shirt and basketball shorts. I'm hungry. I will probably ask the katulong to prepare something to eat around 10. I had oatmeal and instant coffee 3 hours ago. I will be meeting with HS friends later tonight. That should be fun. (I'm not sure why I'm writing this way...) I spoke with Joy last night and said she might get married next year and asked me to sing at her wedding. I will most definitely go. This is my 11th day here in Manila and so far I have gone to all the places I planned to go, met people I wanted to meet and done most everything I wanted to do. This visit has been enlightening, entertaining and fulfilling.

My relationship with my mom has changed for the better. It seems as though we have agreed to disagree. I have found a way to express my opinions to her in a way that will not prompt her to feel like she's being attacked or pinapagalitan. Since I cannot change who I am specially when it comes to expressing my opinions, I can only change my style of expressing myself. I tell her all the time that she's "tamad" (lazy) jokingly since she makes the katulong (maid) do everything for her. I also tell her that she will have a hard time surviving in the states since she won't have katulong there. I then proceed to help my mom's katulong by washing the dishes, folding clothes, etc. Hoping that my mom would notice.

TBC.... I have a visitor to entertain - and I am still in my pantulog

stuff by crazy me

..While I was going through my old documents, I came across these poems, notes I had written in the past (I'm such a looney!). some were written back in 2003, 2004, 2005. I'm not a pro writer, but I needed to express my feelings somehow.


Dont - written in 2004

Don’t come too close.
Don’t hold me near.
Don’t say those words I long to hear.
Don’t move.
Don’t breathe.
Please be still.

I’ve been there before and have seen it all
I know what you want; I don’t want to fall
Please keep your distance
Please keep your smile
So I can keep my sanity at least for a while


Don’t come too close.
Don’t hold me near.
Don’t say those words I long to hear.
Don’t move.
Don’t breathe.
Please stay still.


The pain still lingers deep down in my soul
My heart was shattered; I lost control
Try to keep us apart
Try to keep me whole
I don’t think I’d survive if it happens once more

Don’t come too close.
Don’t hold me near.
Don’t say those words I need to hear.
Don’t move.
Don’t breathe.
But please stay here

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Written in 2004-

I think about you almost everyday now.
I know its nothing real; its just something new
But it surely feels good thinking that I have you

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- email I never sent - 2005

I am falling for you. I’m sick of pretending that I feel otherwise. I guess the fact that I allowed myself to make love with you was a sign. So, with that said, I am going to start to keep my distance from you. I don’t want to get hurt. I don’t want you to hurt me. Good bye.

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note - 2004

Chocolate Milkshake
Long, lazy Sunday afternoon
Rocky Road ice cream with marshmallows
Scrambled eggs and sausage
Luis Vuitton Handbag
Tiramisu
Short, satin black dress
Diamond earrings

You are everything that I cannot afford
And everything that I want to have
You’re a tease
You’re my short and sweet temptation

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- note 2005

For the longest time now, I've been trying to keep myself from falling for you. The more I do it, the less I feel, the more I lose. I had told myself that I will never hold back. I will try to experience it all - be true to my emotions and desires and express them. But I am scared to feel, scared to lose... scared to fall.

Am I just waiting for the perfect man to come my way? What is the perfect man? Will there ever be a perfect man? I don't want to look around, but I do want to find you. I guess I want you to find me.

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- note - 2004

I want to know what you have become after our relationship ended. Have you changed as much as I did? Have you loved as less? What have you learned from the passed eight years? Do you still think of me? I remember the mixed tape I sent you six years ago. It was from my heart. Until now I still don’t know how you were able to love my old self - my young, innocent self. Would you have loved the way I am now? You were my world then. You consumed every part of me. I let you have the whole of me. You were the love of my life.

Getting over you was the hardest experience I had to go through. I thought of you each day and dreamt about you each night. I cried for what it felt like forever. Everyday without you felt like a sharp knife in that kept stabbing my heart deeper and deeper each day. The memory still haunts me until now.

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The love you gave was not for free,
but the price was truly fair.
I never felt so glad to be
so well spent and so beyond repair.
I take it in stride.
at least you were mine,
if not for all time,
enough to hold.
or at least, enough for me to hold you.

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- note early 2004
It’s funny how when you think you have everything you start looking for things missing. There's this constant pain inside me telling me to be honest with myself and face reality. A part of me wants to change; another part wants to stay. A part of me wants to give it all; another wants to take it all away. I want to feel the love I once had - the all consuming, burning, painful love.

--And it hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time. I want what's yours and I want what's mine. I want you, but I'm NOT giving in this time!

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