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Should I have a change of heart?

FTSOB (For The Sake Of Blogging)

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.

- American Declaration of Independence

Does this remind you of someone?

Virgin

1. Smoked.
2. Drank alcohol.
3. Cried when someone died.
4. Been drunk.
5. Had sex.
6. Been to a concert.
7. Gotten/given a handjob.
8. Gotten/given a blowjob.
9. Been verbally/sexually harassed.
10. Verbally/sexually harassed somebody.

PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 92%

11. Felt someone up and/or been felt up.
12. Laughed so hard something came out of your nose.
13. Cheated on a boyfriend/girlfrend before.
14. Been cheated on by a boyfriend/girlfriend.
15. Been to prom.
16. Cried at school.
17. Gotten lost in a WalMart or a department store.
18. Went streaking.
19. Given or receieved a lap dance.
20. Had someone of the opposite sex in your room.

PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 87%

21. Had someone of the opposite sex sleep over.
22. Slept over at someone of the opposite sex's house.
23. Kissed a stranger.
24. Hugged a stranger.
25. Went scuba diving.
26. Driven a car.
27. Gotten an x-ray.
28. Hit by a car.
29. Had a party
30. Done serious drugs.

PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 79%

31. Played strip poker/darts.
32. Got paid to strip for someone.
33. Run away from home.
34. Broken a bone.
35. Eaten sushi.
36. Bought porn.
37. Watched porn.
38. Made porn.
39. Had a crush on someone of the same sex.
40. Been in love.

PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 75%

41. Frenched kissed.
42. Laughed so hard you cried.
43. Cried yourself to sleep.
44. Laughed yourself to sleep
45. Stabbed yourself.
46. Shot a gun.
47. Trash talked someone and then acted like their best friend the next day.
48. Been online for 9 consecutive hours.
49. Watched TV for 9 consecutive hours.
50. Watched an animal die.

PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 64%

51. Watched a person die.
52. Kissed and/or messed around somewhere with at least 1 person present.
53. Pranked somebody
54. Put somebody in the hospital.
55. Snuck into someone's room and/or your own room after being out.
56. Kissed somebody of the same sex.
57. Dressed punk.
58. Dressed goth.
59. Dressed preppy.
60. Been to a motocross race.

PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 56%

61. Avoided somebody.
62. Been stalked.
63. Stalked someone.
64. Met a celebrity.
65. Played an instrument.
66. Ridden a horse.
67. Cut yourself.
68. Bungee jumped.
69. Ding dong ditched somebody.
70. Been to a wild party.

PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 48%

71. Got caught stealing something.
72. Kicked/punched a guy in the balls.
73. Stolen a boyfriend/girlfriend from a friend. then got caught.
74. Gone out with your friend's crush.
75. Got arrested.
76. Been pregnant.
77. Babysat.
78. Been to another country.
79. Started your house on fire.
80. Had an encounter with a ghost.

PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 46%

81. Donated your hair to cancer patients.
82. Been asked out by someone that you never thought you'd be asked out by.
83. Cried over a member of the opposite sex.
84. Had a boyfriend/girlfriend for over or 3 months.
85. Sat on your butt all day.
86. Ate a whole carton of ice cream all by yourself.
87. Had a job.
88. Gotten cut from a sports team.
89. Been called a whore.
90. Danced like a whore.

PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 40%

91. Been mistaken for a celebrity.
92. Been in a car accident.
93. Been told you have beautiful eyes.
94. Been told you have beautiful hair.
95. Raped somebody.
96. Danced in the rain.
97. Been rejected.
98. Walked out of a restaurant without paying.
99. Punched someone/slapped someone in the face.
100. Been raped.

VIRGIN PERCENTAGE: 37%


WTF.

Multiply

Matagal-tagal na akong 'di nagmu-Multiply. Mga ilang buwan din yun. Wala lang, 'pag tinanong mo kung bakit sasabihin ko. Hehe. Napilitan lang ako kanina mag-Multiply kasi 'di ko maaccess yung mga pictures namin noong weekend ng mga kaibigan ko. Tumambay kami doon sa Bonifacio High Street. Kumain kami sa Italianni's at pumuntang Mag:net Cafe para manood ng mga banda. Oo, may pagka-sosyal, no? Naubos nga pera ko eh. Hehe. Ayos naman, masaya ang mga pangyayari. At least ngayon may mga bagong pictures na akong maa-upload, lagi kasi silang may dalang mga camera. Samantalang ako kahit may digicam at dSLR 'di ko naman dinadala. To think nagpapaka-photographer ako ha! Tsk. Andami kong pics na ninakaw sa Multiply nila. Woohoo, ang saya. Maski tuloy kung anu-ano pinagpopost ko na sa Multiply kanina. Medyo ginanahan ako eh. Bukod sa may mga bagong litrato, may isa pa akong dahilan. Kanina, nung muli kong binuksan ang Multiply account ko at chineck kung sino mga napapad at naligaw sa Multiply ko, nakita kong viniew ng former crush ko nung college yung homepage ko. Hay. <3

'Wag kumontra. Alam kong baka aksidente lang niyang napindot ang link ko. Wako care. At least nagkadaupang palad kami kahit sa internet lang.

My Sunblock Story

Pinipimpols ako lately. At mukhang alam ko na ang may sala. Palagay ko yung sunblock ko. Ever since ginamit ko kasi siya simula last summer, nagbreak outs na ako all over the place, este, face eh. Bwiset talaga. Ampanget. Ito yung bagong labas na sunblock ng isang popular brand ng lotion at shampoo. Nasa kulay kahel itong bote. Ayun nga, hinde pala raw siya non-comedogenic, which means it can block your pores. And that's exactly my problem nowadays, sobrang blocked ang pores ko kaya may mga sebum. Eeew. Tsk. Napabili tuloy ako ng "dermatologist recommended" kahit may bagong bili pa akong sunblock na nasa boteng kulay kahel. Eto siya:



Ang mahal niya. Php500+. I can't do away naman without sunblock kasi lagi akong nasa arawan. At kailangan waterproof at sweatproof ang sunblock ko, eh 'di ba yun pa naman yung mga mahal! Tsk. Kailangan talaga mag-invest sa mga bagay-bagay, lalo na kung para sa kalusugan. 'Di naman ako pwede magpaaraw na lang kung hinde patay ako nito 'pag tanda, cancer or kung anu-anong skin problems ang abot ko. Mabuti na yung may kaunting pimples or 'di kaya ay gumastos na para sa magandang sunblock.

Sana lang effective 'tong sunblock kasi parang dumarami pa rin yung blemishes ko eh. Pak. Shet.

Moral of the story: Huwag kayong maglalagay ng kung anu-ano sa mukha niyo.

St. Elmo's Fire

If you've seen the movie, then good for you. If you haven't, then what the fuck are you waiting for? God? Go fuck a torrent and download it 'cos that movie will best tell you how I feel right now.

So you don't give a damn about how I feel? Then why the fuck are you here in the first place? Oh, so you just happen to pass by. What the fuck. Okay, sorry.

I'm just a little confused right now. Well, I have always been confused to the point that I think I'd turn into a living ball of confusion after I cease to exist in this fucktard place we call world. I'm not angsty. I'm just...I don't goddamn know what I am, so stop contemplating on adjectives that would best describe me, please.

I'm writing right now without the intention of editing this piece of shit. Because I'm not a writer. Hell, I am not. Somebody once told me that all writers say that. Well, well, well, if that's the case then call me one! And put the word BAD before it. Hahahaha!

I hate work! I miss college!

For February

...

Tortol Tortol Tortol

I'm so *insert expletives here* sloooooooow.
I need to push harder, farther, faster, smarter.
Run. Hydrate. Run.

...and swim on weekends. (And save money for--.)

Cos I'm a believer LOL

Read or
listen.


Two words for the most powerful person on earth today: charisma and hope. Those are what emanate from President Barack Hussein Obama. I feel so fortunate to have heard and watched in my lifetime one magnificent orator deliver his Inaugural Address. It has been said that he may be at par with Sir Martin Luther King, Jr. in terms of skills and magnetism. Also, perhaps, with Sir Winston Churchill or Sir John F Kennedy? I don't know, I just know them from History and Oration books. Haha!

Let me just acknowledge, too, the skills of his very young and very effective speechwriter, Jon Favreau. Kudos! What a dream job, he has--to be able to write speeches for an orator who penetrates all races, religions, etc. I'd turn speechwriter if I meet someone as "commanding" as Obama.

And after all is said, let us see you, President Obama, deliver not only speeches but also change. Whoa, talk about pressure, no? Hahaha. Parang savior lang a la Jesus Christ. Hehe.

I badly want to slice, dice, and analyze the speech but time restraints me. This quote I found diplomatic and mature, and let me quote:

"They [the earlier generations] understood that our power alone cannot protect us, nor does it entitle us to do as we please. Instead, they knew that our power grows through its prudent use; our security emanates from the justness of our cause, the force of our example, the tempering qualities of humility and restraint."

What different roles mean

Project Manager – is a Person who thinks nine women can deliver a baby in One month.

Developer - is a Person who thinks it will take 18 months to deliver a Baby.

On-site Coordinator- is one who thinks single woman can deliver nine babies in one month.

Client- is the one who doesn't know why he wants a baby.

Marketing Manager- is a person who thinks he can deliver a baby even if no man and woman are available

Resource Optimization Team - thinks they don't need a man or woman; they'll produce a child with zero resources.

Documentation Team - thinks they don't care whether the child is delivered, they'll just document 9 months.

Quality Auditor - is the person who is never happy with a delivered baby.

Tester - is a person who always tells that this is not the Right baby.

HR Manager - is a person who thinks that... a Donkey can deliver a Human Baby - if given 9 Months!


Source: http://www.slideshare.net/rashmi/definitions-of-designations-presentation-921352

Warning

“Warning: If you are reading this then this warning is for you. Every word you read of this useless fine print is another second off your life. Don’t you have other things to do? Is your life so empty that you honestly can’t think of a better way to spend these moments? Or are you so impressed with authority that you give respect and credence to all that claim it? Do you read everything you’re supposed to read? Do you think every thing you’re supposed to think? Buy what you’re told to want? Get out of your apartment. Meet a member of the opposite sex. Stop the excessive shopping and masturbation. Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you’re alive. If you don’t claim your humanity you will become a statistic. You have been warned. “

- Tyler Durden, Fight Club

Nothing I have not heard of before

Oo, magtitipid na ako ngayong 2009.

Magbo-blog ako tungkol sa mga ginastos ko recently para lagi kong maaalala na bawal na akong gumastos IMPULSIVELY simula ngayon.

Bumili ako ng wala sa plano ng faux-leather belt; a pair of mustard-colored flats; a pair of black, open-toe flats; six sleeveless tops; two spaghetti strap tops; a sports bra; a pair of shorts; and a dress, which reminded me of Blair Waldorf and the whole Gossip Girl fo shizzle.

I'm turning girly, oh, baby, oh, baby.

Anyhow kalabaw, I'm actually (still!) organizing my closet to make room for my "grown up" clothes. Dumarami na yung mga pampasok ko sa trabaho. Dati T-shirt-shorts-slippers lang ako nung college eh. Minsan jeans-blouse-flats para maiba (saka ano, uhm, para cute ROFL). Ano na kaya ngayon?




P.S. Sa Sunday, promise, kahit paubos na pera ko, bibilhin ko na yung one-piece na apat na buwan ko nang pinagnanasahan...kung di pa siya nabibili. Sana hinde pa. Pakshet. Tama na nga 'to. Babay, money.

On what composes a Christmas vacation

Ever since I had my Christmas vacation, which started last December 19, I haven't really done anything productive. All I did was watch DVDs all day and all night. Like earlier today(or is it yesterday already?), I began to watch Perfume: The Story of A Murderer, (as recommended by CM) but mother asked me to accompany her to the mall, so I put the movie aside and consoled myself with the thought of something to look forward to in the night. When I got home, I immediately turned my ramshackled laptop on and watched the good first half of the film until...the freaking pirated DVD betrayed and sabotaged my Christmas peace and New Year happiness! The mutherfuckenass! I tried to play it on all the media players available on my deplorable computer but all efforts were futile. While trying to play the DVD, my laptop made these terrible mutherfucken noises which scared me to pieces 'cause if this mutherfucken DVD completely destroys my laptop...Hay, I don't even want to go there. But praise the Internet for online movies! I was able to find an incredibly reliable website that hosts the full Perfume: The Story of A Murderer! And that's why I'm blogging. 'Cause I'm waiting for it to finish buffering. Hohoho!

Targets

5 - 25:00-27:00
10 - 55:00-58:00

1 - 25:00 (or 23:00?)


Di naman masyado mataas mga pangarap ko e. God, please? Thank you.


P.S. Seryoso po talaga ako, di po ako nag-jojoke. Mag-aayos po ako ng buhay, promise. Thank you po ulit.

Holding hands

I couldn't embed it but check this one out. This came out around 2002, I think. The girl may seem familiar to you as she now plays a role in I Love Betty. Maricar Reyes doesn't seem to age.

So Cal

The Cali Girl summer style screams three things: beaches, sunshine, and laid-backitude. When you see a girl at the dinner table in board shorts, flip flops, and a bikini top, rocking the kind of tan that couldn't possibly come from a bottle, you know you're looking at a California Girl. Even if she does happen to be in, like, Maryland.

Cali Girl Style Must-Have: An old-school Dogtown style skateboard with no grip tape -- so she can ride barefoot.


"in board shorts, flip flops, and a bikini top, rocking the kind of tan that couldn't possibly come from a bottle"
Hahaha! Yeah!

Weird tan lines

You're a cut-out one piece.
You're a mixed-up mash up of all sorts of swimsuits. You show almost as much skin as a bikini, but you've also got the security and stability of a one piece. It's like you couldn't decide what kind of suit you were, so you put all the options in a magic swimsuit blender and created yourself a new identity. You're formfitting, flexible, and a bit futuristic. The swimsuit world is a crazy, crowded place, but you'll always make your mark... with weird tan lines.

Uwian time

You are 3:15 p.m.
You are the moment when the last bell rings and school lets out for the day. You are resistant to schedules and obligations, so you love feeling like you're in control of your life again. You are the very moment when the second hand hits the 12, and the halls fill with noise and motion. Even if your after-school time is packed with activities, lessons, or a job, somehow, you just feel freer in the late afternoon than you do earlier in the day. Maybe it's all that blue sky and afternoon sunshine? Nah -- even on rainy days, 3:15 is always a beautiful time.

Aerodynamic

"Not all good times are measured on a stopwatch"

- Speedo

Something for this week (Shameless plugging)

The benchmark of partying in UPLB will be set this December 11 with EC GIVES BACK!

A Fashion Show and Dance Party featuring DJ Badboy Jeff of Alchemy and Temple! For a ticket price of only Php100, you get to enjoy two Infinit drinks and a free-flowing booze from 9-10pm and 11-12am! Party starts 8pm at Java Avenue.


(This party was something I dreamed of during my term as CEO. Now, the guys are fulfilling it. Naks! Good luck! Stressed na sila, I can tell. Hehehe!)

Lazy Sunday

The weather today is just whoa! It's noon but the temperature feels like it's 6:30 in the morning. Woohoo! I love December! It's like I'm in Baguio or Tagaytay, kulang na lang Pine trees! (Which gets me into thinking, why don't I urge mother and father to drop by Baguio during our Christmas vacation in Ilocos? Nyahaha!)

I'm waiting for the Pacquiao-De la Hoya match. It's soooo delayed, man. It's already round 5 on the AM radio. Well, if you want to know, I want to see Pacman lose--he's already too rich. Hehehe. I'm sitting on the rocking chair with my laptop on my lap (duh) as I wait for the telecast. And though my legs are outstretched and resting, I can feel a slight pain on my left leg. It hurts pretty bad when I stand! Badtrip, wala naman akong ginawa. My last run was last Sunday at the Milo run, where my time (30:07 I think?) was bad because I initially wanted to just enjoy myself but decided otherwise and ran with my race pace during half of the race. Last Tuesday, I was set to run at the Philippine Army oval. But my fucking left knee was cracking! Parang rayuma? Motherfucker, what's happening to my left leg?!? First the knee, now my calves. Shiiit. I've been running for more than a year. Una sa treadmill tapos sa road. Pangarap ko pa mag-trail at sumali sa mga races ng takbo or maybe someday soon mag-tri. Ayoko pa ma-injure!!!

I might go for a swim later. My swim time is pretty bad. I. fucking. hate. everything.

MJ is out biking. I don't want another lazy Sunday.

I Thank You. Bow.

Thank you, Media men and women whom we invited...and actually came. I love each and everyone of you (except the primadonnas). I especially extend my thanks, warm hugs, and wet kisses to the Editors. Oh, beloved Editors! All of you are so kind and awesome and cool and...everything else that is good and positive in this world! How you made our day! Thank you. Thank you. Bow.

Until next time?


Please?



P.S. Don't forget, okay? You know what that is already, yes? You are so perfect! Oh, yes you are!

Jumakpot si Diego

Jumakpot (Nakatapak ng tae) si Diego (Yung rubber shoes kong Mizuno). Ang saya-saya! Jackpot!

RICE!

So here's the deal. I slept at 12:30 am. Woke at 5 am. Left the house at 6-ish. Arrived at the office at 8 am. Slept inside the conference room for an hour. Woke up and left for a meeting. Went back HUNGRY! As hungry as a lion waiting to devour zebras, deers, hippos, and even elephants! Am I compensating for my lack of sleep? But this has been happening very frequently. Why am I so hungry lately?! Why?! Is this the result of too many activities?! ARGHHH! I have been burning a lot of calories and losing more energy than necessary! But I am just itching to do something worthy! Work isn't even stressful! (Oh no, be careful what I wish for.)

I bought two cups of rice and two viands (What the hell is viand anyway? WTF.): beef steak and menudo. But I need more rice 'cause I ate the two cups with the beef steak alone! Argh! I'm still hungry! More rice! I need more rice!

This used to be a draft, but now I'm posting it

Five years ago, I was attracted to someone like you. She was mysterious, intellectual, pretty. There was even this one time that I could've sworn she was you, in your cunning and playful ways. You almost have the same personality, even the same gait. Or perhaps I was just imagining the latter.

My point is, I could've have--you know, gotten attacted to you. Haha. And I'm not teasing. Good thing we're friends now. LOL.

Somebody Got Drunk

Hahaha! Okay, don't get mad. I won't spew out the deets.

CM, kitsch, and I spontaneously decided to go on a drinking session. We kinda originally set it in Makati but then changed our minds. I mean, Makati? Come on! The prices are way too expensive (for people like us) that we could never get drunk in such a place. Sorry, we're cheap like that.

And so that was the reason for my bringing them in Central. Central has several branches--Central BF Homes is the one closest to my liver, er, I meant heart--but I brought them to Central Better Living. We ordered four pitchers of Badtrip, one of Central's mixed drinks. It wasn't the best mixed drink in town but it sure knocked out "somebody" into becoming a drunk-texter, bucket-puker, and, oh yeah, no more details. LOL. Now I really think that Central Better Living has new place in my liver. Hoho!

Dearest kitsch and CM slept over the abandoned condo unit. In the morning, I swam desperately covering 700m. (Boo! Hingal na hingal ako! Tama na muna ang bisyo! Weh?) In the afternoon, I invited TDC over, who convinced CM to swim with us even though her swim wear had a small whole, which, by the way, wasn't at all visible (e nasa tubig ka naman kasi) for another round in the pool. At andaming tao sa pool pag Saturday afternoon. Parang pool lang sa Pansol! Jusko, may mga inflatables everywhere! Dapat maglagay na ng lane dividers!

TDC and Lola Fe gave me lunch, thank you for donating food to me! You are so generous and kind! I love my benefactors!

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1. Do you drink?
You think?

2. When was the last time you drank?
Frisky Friday

3. Umiinom ka ba ng Gin?
Oo

4. Have you drank Vodka?
Oo

5. San ka natutong uminom?
Sa Lost Banyos

6. Nalasing ka na ba?
NO COMMENT!

7. Napapakanta ka ba habang lasing?
Opcorz

8. Favorite song mo pag nalalasing ka?
Kahit ano basta masaya

9. Nain-LOVE ka na ba sa isang kainuman?
Hahaha!

10. Nagsuka ka na ba sa inuman?
Ipagtanong mo

11. Tamang age para pwde nang uminom?
Aba, kanya-kanya yan

12. Favorite drinks mo?
Margarita, Chivas Regal? BADTRIP!

13. Chaser ng Empi?
Di ako nage-Emperador. Ay, di nga ba? Ewan.

14. Umuwi ka na bang gumagapang dahil sa kalasingan?
Haha!

15. Sino ang madalas naghahatid sayo pag lasing ka na?
HAHAHA!

16. Ano yung craziest thing na ginawa mo nung lasing ka?
Di ko alam kung nung nahuli ako ng UPF or nung... HAHAHA!!!

17. Nakakailang bote ka ng beer?
Apat? Lima?

18. San Mig Light, Strong Ice o Red Horse?
Light, Red Horse

19. Hard drinks o beer lang?
HAAARDDD

20. Umiinom ka ba sa bar?
Keri

21. Mahal noh?
Ayos lang

22. Sa pulutan.. Sisig o Bopis?
Zizig

23. Peanuts o Chicharon?
Isaw! Fish crackers! Tuna at Skyflakes!

24. Pag-umiinom ka ng beer... sa bote o sa baso?
Sa bote. Pag mainit na yung beer, sa baso na na may yelo.

25. Nangaway ka na ba pag lasing ka?
Hahaha!

26. Nakasabay ka na ba ng lasing sa jeep?
Oo naman

27. Nag-jijeep ka ba ng lasing?
Naglalakad lang

28. Nalabasan ka na ba ng alak sa ilong?
Grabe, di pa naman

29. Nasabi mo na ba sa sarili mo na hindi ka na iinom?
(LAUGHING OUT LOUD)

30. Paboritong lugar pang inuman?
Sa kalsada

31. Best bangag moment?
Marami

32.Pinakamalalang sinabi mo habang bangag ka?
"Tang ina. I love you, pare."

33.Unang inuman?
Di ko na tanda

34. Mahaba-habang inuman o ito ang tama?
Mahaba-habang inuman

35. Idol sa inuman?
MARAMI

36. Social drinking o mag-isa?
Sowsyuuhhl

My Second Attempt

...at blogging.

I logged on to blogger but failed miserably in figuring out what I should be writing about. So I just blog hopped. And hopped. And hopped. And hopped some more until I realized how frustrating it is to not be able to write about something about me. I mean, hell, I (pretend to) write for work, but I can't seem to find that Unique Selling Proposition (WTF) that happened/is happening/will happen to me that is worth sitting down, gathering thoughts, typing words, and mindlessly trying to proofread a lousy by-product!

Or perhaps the case is otherwise. Perhaps there are just too many things that is going on in my life that I can't keep up with them? Well, come to think of it, a lot of things happened lately. Like yesterday morning, I went for an early morning run with my best bud (Note: Don't let me see you walking. Hahaha!) It was a good five to six kilometers. The highlight of it was running beside an old lady--an old lady who is marathoner. Her name is Janet, if my memory serves me right. She is 46 years old and she came in third in the full marathon of Milo's NCR Eliminations this year. She said she is also a member of a certain elite running group, which I happen to be familiar with because it was the organizer of the last race I attended. Asteeeg talaga. Dapat maka-42k ako by, say, 23 to 24. The last time that I ran taking the same route, I ran beside two guys who claimed that they are "competitors." 'Kala niyo kayo lang? Haha!

On the same day, Barack Obama became the first black US President-elect. I watched his acceptance speech on TV and watched it over and over on Youtube and even grabbed a copy of the transcript of his speech. To me, the speech was intense and the man delivering the speech was more than intense--he was frighteningly piercing. I like Obama. I like his personality. I just don't know if I would like his leadership. But the speech... Some of his audience even got teary-eyed. If the man has anything, it's charisma. If that's not all, my boss told us a trivia about him. Something that made him "human" to me. He said that like Bill Clinton, Barack also has "a woman behind a man." No, it's not Monica Lewinsky, but that would really have it if he happens to have one of his own. LOL. Michelle Obama is actually like Hilary Clinton. Women who stay at the back and stay there for a reason. (Clue: Puppetteer is to a puppet) I think, like how my mom is, I'll grow up like them. Do you think it's a good thing? I think it's a good thing. Hahaha!

Andami ko nang nasabi eh! Meron pa akong kwento tungkol sa nangyari sa akin kaninang umaga. Saka na lang yun, baka maubusan na ako ng ikkwento!

Something New

I have had this blog since 2003 or 2004. I was never really a prolific blogger, so this blog was never really given much attention to because I only blog when I'm bored or frustrated about something; making this blog sort of a place where I can vent.

Today though, I have decided to give more effort in documenting my life via blogging. I deleted all previous posts to start anew without having to create another account. I don't know if I will succeed in this endeavour, but I will try.


To begin with things, let me tell you what I will be blogging about.

Hmm.

I can't freaking decide!

Wait, let me list down the possibilities:

1. My work or career. Or maybe not.
2. My "extra-curricular" activities
3. My...self? Hahaha!

I thought there was a lot going on in my life, konti lang pala. Hahaha!

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About my activities. I think I will be blogging mainly about my interests which are...Okay, a lot. Haha. But here are some: travel, outdoor and adventure, sports and active lifestyles, visual stimulation (WTF), business and entrepreneurship, good times, et cetera.

About beachfellah. Beachfellah wants to conquer the world. But sometimes she is lame.