Sometimes, the reasons find us...

"God, grant me serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can, and wisdom to know the difference."
~Reinhold Neibuhr

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kitten posted @ 12:29 PM |



Just a quickie...

Happy birthday PamQ!

I hope you read this because, as I thought, I don't have minutes anymore and I won't be able to greet you. :( Anyway, I miss you... And good luck on school next week!


PS I so envy you. I want to go to school already. Boys. Clothes. Money. What's not to want? :D

Only 56 more days til my birthday...

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kitten posted @ 12:46 PM |



Isa na siguro ako sa mga taong pinaka-mahirap basahin. Yung tipong ilang taon mo na akong kakilala, nagugulat ka paren sa mga pinaggagagawa ko sa buhay ko. Yung tipong di mo alam na ganto o ganyan pala ako. Di naman ako masikreto. I just like my privacy. And yesterday, I let my brother in on one of my biggest secrets.

Shhh.

When I was in seventh grade, I had a knack for phone calls. It's either I'd find them or they'd find me. Either way, I was always having a conversation on the phone.

I had this little boyfriend of mine and we were sorta romantic. *wrinkles nose* Ah, love at that age was ideal. We wanted everything to be perfect and so... everything was. Anyway, I'd always be on the phone talking to him and my parents got pretty annoyed because POINT: I was too young to be having romantic interests with anyone and POINT: It was all I ever did. Like I would skip a meal or do my stuff while on the phone. It killed them. I guess that's why one night, right before dinner, my mom did something that... well, you'll find out.

I was in my room not on the phone coz I figured it was wrong to call somebody up just when you are about to have dinner. So when my mom called us for dinner, I came out of my room singing one of those novelty songs done by Andrew E. (I think. I'm really not sure. Novelty songs are not my department, I'm afraid.) that goes like

Honey, tayo na sa dilim. (And then what?)
Patingin ng picture mong maitim.

That's about how much I knew of the song. I just knew it was funny and insulting, one of those things that you just can't help but remember. So anyway, I was singing it, practically screaming it (I thought it was sooo funny. Still do, actually.) at the top of my lungs that I think even the neighbors heard me. Anyway, dinner was through and I was singing the song (again) on my way to the phone and I realized that the phone wasn't put back properly. You know, it was just hanging there. And I thought Whatever, you know? I thought maybe somebody just forgot to put it back.

So I listened in for something. Nothing. I pressed flash, heard the tone, and dialed my boyfriend's number. He picked up and said Hey like he was trying to be slick. (He knew it was me coz he had caller ID, which also happened to be so cool in the dark ages. Haha. My boyfriend was so cool! Haha.) I thought it was funny. Or maybe I thought it made him sexy. Whatever. Anyway, what he said next could have killed me. He goes:

Patingin pala ng picture ah.

Oh. My. Gawd.

I tried to play the innocent card. I said Anong pinagsasabi mo diyan? Yup. I was stupid enough to think it would work. My heart was thumping like crazy. I was thinking Shit. Oh shit. Please, God, don't let him know. But he did because he started singing:

Honey, tayo na sa dilim. (And then what?)
Patingin ng picture mong maitim.

I would have died. I was thinking Stupid. Stupid. Why did you have to sing that song out loud when anybody could have heard you? What were you thinking? Lord, please let me die! Of course, I didn't die. I had to live through his "breaking out in song moments", which happened every five minutes as if to remind me of the shame I had done to myself.

Turns out, he called me like 30 seconds before my mom called for dinner. And my mom didn't hang up the phone properly coz she thought the person would put the phone down and if somebody tried to call us they'd hear The number you have dialed is not yet in service. which, she said, was better than standing up every couple of minutes to pick up the call (which always turned out to be for me, thank you.) just to say I was having dinner. Eto namang idiot boyfriend ko, di binaba yung phone kasi he didn't hear it click. Basta. He's weird that way, you know. He has to hear the busy tone before he hangs up. So dahil hindi nga niya narinig mag-click yung phone, naabutan niya ang aking Andrew E. extravaganza.And he thought it was funny that I was singing it. He thought it was cute. Pfft. The things guys that age will tell you. :P

Needless to say nobody ever found out about it. I guess I was just too ashamed to tell my friends about what happened (They'll be like You were singing that song? Sorry, di pa nun uso maging jolougs.) and I guess he was too ashamed to tell his friends that his girlfriend sang a stupid novelty song when other girlfriends were giving their boyfriends horrific but heartfelt renditions of popular love songs.

Ayan. So there ends my haha-story. Hope you liked it. :D


PS My boyfriend and I stayed together long after that incident happened. It was either he forgot all about it (which I doubt) or he found a way to forgive my fault, love me for it, and just... have a laugh. :D

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kitten posted @ 11:26 AM |



Wow. A woman was named Episcopal leader yesterday. Big step. :-O Are the people ready for this? Click here to read more about this topic.

As for my family, they are not ready. Last night while we were having dinner, the news came on about the election of this woman as the Episcopal leader. Although this shouldn't have been such a big deal for my family as we are not members of the Episcopal church, I heard comments like:

"What is happening to the Church?"

and

"The Vatican would have never allowed this to happen."

and even worse

"Not a woman. Surely, not a woman."

And I think, well, why not a woman? I mean, I really don't understand it. I guess we're still paying for Eve's fault millions of years ago (Which, btw, happens to be a mere allegory, not an actual story *shakes head*). Talk about a serious case of the grudge.

I'm not much of a feminist. But when something like this happens, something inside me is always ignited to life. See, in YFC, we have a similar system of *clears throat* determining our leaders. To make it more clear, girls are not exactly made into unit heads/chapter heads/cluster heads/sector heads/regional heads (Sure, you get to be one, but the guy, your "partner", does all the work. Trust me, I know.) nor are they allowed to be worship leaders and so on. And I've always hated it and have never really understood it. Maybe if they explained it to me, I wouldn't have such a problem with it. But the truth is, they can't explain it. There's just no way - absolutely no way - that they can explain themselves without sounding like the chauvinist pigs they are.

On a final note, congratulations to the woman bishop thingy or whatever her title is. It is as if to say to all the men in the world:

We will not be undermined.

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kitten posted @ 10:31 AM |



Aguy! Musta naman ang kainitan dito? I guess it's God's way of saying,

You've had your fun dear. Now it's time for your friends to have theirs. Ikaw naman ang mainitan ngayon! *evil laugh*

Okay. So maybe God wouldn't say that. But the heat is killing me. The temp gets to the hundreds here and it's only the effing beginning of the summer. Not even, actually. Basta, you get the picture.

Mainit.

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Since I still have a lot of time in my hands, last week I got into thinking (during the World Cup's half time break) that my guy relatives always end up marrying witches. Not witches witches. Okay. Eto yun.

• My tito N married D.
  
  This girlis from Palawan (Ooh, yeah. Tropical beach paradise.) So... At the beginning she was okay. Until... Well, she gets annoying. Never. Stops. Talking. Never. And we all just wish she would shut up once in a while.
  
  Of course, the woman throws one hell of a party, and happens to be pretty (very pretty, actually) and gave tito N the prettiest of babies. Four of them, as a matter of fact. (I'd show you pictures, but I don't have any.)
  
  PS She's already had four babies but she still has this amazing, amazing figure. We don't know how she does it, but she better not stop just yet. :P


• My tito K married R.
  
  She's this snotty, little *rarr*. (Angry much? Haha.) Anyway, she comes from this long line of Iskas and Iskos (Okay, wait for it...) but she's NOT an Iska. Ayun. Kung baga, she doesn't have the bragging rights. Tsk tsk. Anyway, she keeps my tito K from us. Like during tito K's grad, she kept him all to herself (and I mean this) ergo his parents' walked out from his own graduation. Sad, I know. And that R person-witch-thingy didn't even have the decency to apologize to my great uncle and aunt. To make things worse, we threw my tito K a party after the graduation (which isn't like a surprise thing. He knew.) and he failed to show up (well, til like 3am) coz (You guessed it.) he was with R. *rarr*
  
  Okay, eto lang yun eh: My great uncle and aunt just want to spend all my tito's important moments with him. This doesn't mean that he won't spend it with anybody else. All they're asking for is for just a little time with my tito.
  
  PS My family almost didn't show up at their wedding. It's kinda to get back at them. But if we got back at them, we'd be no better. So they went. I didn't. :P


• Mitch the witch.
  
  She is. Kaya nga nilagay ko na ang pangalan niya, di tulad nung ibang mga babae.
  
  Amazingly pretty, unbelievable smart, funny... lahat na. When I first met her I thought she was perfect for my tito. She got along with everybody in the family. EVERYBODY. Even the kids. Scratch that. Especially the kids. Which is good especially coz in our family, we looove our babies.
  
  Anyway, when my tito came here to the States, they still stayed together (they were only dating then). You know, they thought they'd make it work. (Pfft.) Anyway, for the first couple of months, my tito was idle coz he didn't have school yet and he didn't have work either. So this Mitch person *rarr* makes (I can't stress the word enough.) him go to California to... (You'd think they'd be rendezvouz-ing.) take care of her sick STEP-grandfather. (Again. Can't stress the word enough.) So my tito went and took care of the old man until my tito,/i>'s parents made him go back to the Philippines. They figured they might as well be together than be apart but together in the spirit of the wee-wee and poo-poo of that old man.
  
  PS Okay lang naman na ipaalaga niya yung lolo niya sa tito ko eh. Pero di naman niya yun lolo talaga. Tapos hindi naman sila kasal so paki ba ng tito ko sa effing lolo niya. Tapos (Ang argument daw kasi ay wala namang ginagawa yung tito ko nung panahon na yun.), paano na makakapasok sa school yung tito ko or magwo-work kung may inaalagaan shang old person na di naman niya kamag-anak? Yun na lang yung aatupagin niya, diba? 'Langanamang iwanan niya yun?

The list can go on forever. Ergo, tama na.

Eto na lang.

Final thought: When we're in love, everything is good. Kahit na bad, good parin. Pag good, better na. *sigh*

Love sure sucks. :P

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kitten posted @ 12:17 PM |



Bago na ang layout ko! Mejo sinipag-sipag ako eh... :D

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If you've ever been to the States, lemme ask you this: Ever wonder why they don't have Bawal umihi dito. signs? How come they don't have to put up signs but we do?

I think this says something about Filipinos... What do you think?

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WORLD CUP SEASON!!! Love it. :D It's just too bad that the local English channels aren't covering it. The only channels covering it, as far as I know, are ESPN-HD (cable only) and this other Spanish channel (cable and otherwise). At dahil wala kaming cable, nagtitiis akong manuod sa Spanish channel. :(

It's really not that bad, actually. I just wish it were just as exciting in mute. The way I see it, I can watch a dull game in mute OR I can watch an exciting game WITH very annoying and distracting Spanish voice overs. Blah.

Sabi naman ng nanay ko, bakit daw kelangan pang may sound? Granted, I really don't need to hear anything. Scores are flashed in the screen. They have instant replay so you can see who scored. So I really don't need the sound. Pero musta naman ang pagka-dull natin jan? There's a very thin line between need and want, you know. :D

*sigh* Ayun. Buhay.

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kitten posted @ 1:59 PM |



Jeezluweez. Gumagana narin at last ang lintek na hover at scroll thingy. :D

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Ever noticed how people don't stay together anymore? Isn't that sad? I mean, almost everybody's parents are divorced or separated... It's not even that big a deal anymore.

How do you just say It didn't work out? Surely it would have if you tried hard enough. Or were you afraid to say things out loud and get them out of the open? Why would you just give up?

Wala lang... just a thought.

God, I'm lucky my parents are together (Happily, might I add.).


PS If you want something badly, fight for it.

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kitten posted @ 12:06 PM |



Okay. Naiinis ako kasi leche yung scrollbar tska yung hover di gumagana... Wala pa naman akong binabago or anything, besides dun sa sudoku, pero that doesn't really qualify. Ayun. Masakit na ang ulo ko kakahanap ng mali, di ko makita. Peste.

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kitten posted @ 5:11 PM |



Loving someone in secret is like drinking poison. If you don't do anything soon, you'll die. But if you do something about it, tomorrow will be another day to do it all over again...

*sigh* Just thought I'd write that down. I've been thinking about it and it makes sense. La lang.

Ever had that dream about someone you (used to) love and it seems funny to be even dreaming about them at all? I had one of those dreams recently. Go figure. I rarely get sleep and when I do, I dream of that. Way to go, subconscious. *insert sarcasm here*

It seemed real to me. Or it made enough sense that it could have happened in real life. I dunno. I don't even know why I'm dreaming about that someone when I've not had contact with that person for so long. So long. And then this. *sigh*

I guess you could say that's why I thought of that loving someone in secret thingy. Figured I might still love that person, but only in secret. Haha. Nakakaloko ang pucha.

It's Benjie's birthday today. Think I should call him? I dunno. I want to and I don't want to. Ugh. It's too complicated. I just hope he has a good one. Yun na lang. I don't have to call him... do I?

Ay ewan. Bahala na si Batman.









For you I'd bleed myself dry...

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PS Please, lemme know. Is the blur working when you hover over a link? And is the scrollbar that black thingy with blue pointy things? It doesn't seem to work. Can't figure out why. It works sa preview, and it's supposed to work since wala pa naman akong iniiba. Argh. Kakainis!!!

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kitten posted @ 11:39 AM |



Wah. I am so depressed. Ha! She lost... I can't believe she lost! :'(
Okay. So I'm over reacting. But I still can't over the fact that this pretty Canadian lost to a stinking girl from New Jersey (Sabi ng brother ko dapat kampi daw ako dun sa taga-New Jersey, kaya lang mas maganda yung taga-Canada eh. Can't help it. :D) in the Scripps National Spelling Bee. Yep. It was a spelling bee. And the word, goodness me, was so (well, not really) easy. It was WELTSCHMERZ. Really. Even I got that right. (And I'm serious.) How could she have mispelled it? *sigh*

My mom said I just wanted her to win coz she's pretty. So what? I think she has the right to be both pretty and smart. *sigh* My only consolation is that at least she won 1st runner up. But I just hate the fact that she didn't win. Lahat ng manok ko natatalo. Si Chris Daughtry. Si Finola Hackett. Sino ang susunoooooooooooooooood?!

Anyway, I really got a bang out of watching the competition. I didn't grow up on things like those. Sure, I grew up on watching math and science quiz bees, but there's nothing like watching kids spell their hearts out. :D And I tried spelling their words, mehn, I'd lose like on the first round. Those kids are terrific spellers!

NTS: Must get a life. Can't believe I'm having fun watching people spell. As if there isn't anything else more exciting. *insert sarcasm here*

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Gaby. That person! Okay. I thought... it was somebody else... Hm. UPM eh? Good for him. What course though? (PS Love the baldy comment. :D Really made me smile. :D)

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kitten posted @ 11:26 AM |



First things first. New feature! I just enabled comments. :D La lang. I thought I should just let other people say what they want. And it's easier than typing it up in the tag board. Ah, the space. :D

Okay. Next thing. I just discovered the perfect way to have ice cream. The perfect way to eat ice cream is to take as much as you want and sit on the stairs.

I don't know. It's just... perfect. I don't know. I guess it makes me feel like a kid again. It's like, for a moment, you don't have a care in the world, and things are easy again. We're all grown up and things aren't as amazing or funny as they used to be, but ice cream is just as good and comforting as it was.

I was watching Martha Stewart yesterday when she suddenly blurted out something like: I've always wanted to go the Philippines. And then she had this piling of bananas there. And then there were Filipino dancers who did the fan dance and it was beautiful. And then they made Chicken Adobo. Ay naku, na-homesick nanaman tuloy ako. Ayon.

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What do you do when you miss someone and you can't let them know?
kitten posted @ 1:07 PM |