caterpillar talk

“So listen, touch, and look around - in the air and on the ground. And if you watch all nature’s things, you might just see a fairy’s wing.”
–Anonymous

i did it again! i did it again!

i went whitewater rafting again. yes, i’ve just had my second whitewater rafting adventure and it hasn’t been a year since i had the first one. so how’s that for some summer fun?

whitewater rafting. challenging rapids. cagayan de oro river. easy and hard paddling. happy adventure. wonderful time with friends! woohoo!! high five!!!

i’m tempted to just let the pictures do all the talking but…

last saturday, i got reunited with my p6 friends and with them, i got to navigate through cagayan de oro river’s 14 whitewater rapids again. the last time i went whitewater rafting in cagayan de oro, i was with my ids99 gal pals, yoni and haniko. the fee for the adventure then was PhP1200 per head, now it’s down to only PhP500. cool deal!

whitewater rafting adventure assembly area
divisoria, cagayan de oro

as early as 7 o’clock, our group was already in divisoria, cagayan de oro city. we — randz, naoms, kuya eli, ma’am edith, mikmik, ma’am jinx and her twin sons, and i — were all excited and quite ready for the day’s great adventure!

04.28.07 looking ready and just waiting

04.28.07 signing the waiver as if it’s a qualifying exam, haha!

04.28.07 we’re going, going, going…

from divisoria, our rafting outfitter, cagayan de oro whitewater rafting, inc., took us all the way up to brgy. mambuaya — the adventure starting point. but first, we made a stopover in macahambus.

04.28.07 macahambus adventure park and us!

04.28.07 3 p6peeps in macahambus: naoms, val, and randz

mambuaya is quite far from cagayan de oro’s city proper. but the trip going there is far from boring. as the jeepney goes further uphill and through the narrower country roads, the scenery that unfolds outside the ride is breathtaking.

whitewater rafting adventure starting point
mambuaya, cagayan de oro

when we arrived at our destination in mambuaya, the place was already bustling with activity. there were a lot of other people who decided to also experience whitewater rafting that day. good thing, there’s room for everyone there. there was excitement all around and the sight of many other people did not diminish in any way the beauty of the place. there, i really felt that it was a wonderful sunny day — definitely fit for an awesome adventure with friends!

what fun!!!

04.28.07 wish you were here!

after donning our safety vests and putting on our safety helmets, we were given a brief orientation on the exciting adventure that lay ahead. then, it was time to board the rafts and we soon started our way down the river and paddled through the rapids.

randz, naoms, kuya eli and i shared a raft with our guide, reynold — if you’ve seen GMA7’s kay susan tayo’s feature on whitewater rafting in cagayan de oro earlier this month, you’ve seen this guy — yes, he’s had his tv exposure! ma’am edith, mikmik, ma’am jinx and the twins boarded another raft with their guide, jund.

despite the dangers of getting the camera wet, i brought the gadget on board our raft. there was no dry bag in sight so i placed it, along with my cellphone, inside an ordinary plastic bag and kept it in my safety vest’s pouch. hehehe.

04.28.07 snapshots of us while navigating through calm waters

navigating 12.32 km of cagayan de oro river in a raft and conquering all 14 major rapids (and several minor ones) was exhilarating! from the first to the last whitewater, my friends and i enjoyed the adventure a lot — as you can see in the pictures, all the good and happy feelings are written on our faces. our whitewater rafting experience was worth all the “mishaps”!

mishap #1
there were times that our guide permitted us to go overboard to happily swim in the river and to allow the relatively strong current to carry us downstream. of course, everytime we were given permission, overboard we went!

04.28.07 weehee!

there’s this exciting part where the current directs the swimmer towards a wall of rock. randz gagged going through that part after a swimmer from behind him kicked him and the water pulled him downward — he went underwater despite the safety vest he was wearing.

fortunately, he survived to tell his story. hehe.

mishap #2
kuya eli fell off the raft as we navigated through one of the rapids. i think he forgot to “lock” his feet. good thing, he was able to rejoin us without bruises and scratches. actually, it was a “haha” moment. as his body was thrown forward, he looked as if he wasn’t going to fall all the way but he fell into the water, anyway. nyehehehe… kay nganong nagbinam-i?

i could still hear what naoms said oh-so-amusedly: “one down!”

mishap #3
while i was able to keep my camera dry, my cellphone got accidentally thrown into the water.

i went swimming in the river and survived the exciting wall-of-rock phase with both the camera and my cellphone secured inside the ordinary plastic bag i kept in my vest’s front pouch. talk about being relentless and reckless! soon after we all got on board the raft again and felt the urge to take more pictures, i checked my gadgets — minions, i call them — and got so pleased that they’re still dry after all. yehoo!!! so we took more pictures… posed for the camera… and in my excitement, my arm accidentally swept my cellphone away. the gadget fell where water freely seeped through our raft. yes, my minion went swimming, too! the consequence? both the front panel and the keypad got disengaged from the main frame, lcd panel’s wet, battery’s wet, internals’re most likely wet — definitely a very wet cellphone!

04.28.07 so what if my phone got wet? ;-P

mishap #4
at one point during the second time we were allowed to swim around, i had to struggle to keep water from going up my nose. i kicked the water hard and in the process, hit something else… hard. i soon had the idea what i hit with my kick when randz, who was swimming near me, shouted out in real pain, “aray! val—, imong nasipaan ang ako!! waaaaa… malumos ko dinhi sa kasakit!!!“

“ay, sorry gud. wala jud nako tuyo-a. hala ka, sorry. sorry jud.“

not missing a beat, naoms said, “decide unsa’y buhaton, randz, scrambled or sunny-side up?”

i said, “taymsa. ngano diay? pila diay ang nadisgrasya? isa or duha? pwede man tingali scrambled ang isa tapos sunny-side up ang isa pa.” hihihi…

randz told us to stop making everyone laugh. but he was actually the one who started laughing. and laughter is contagious, you know. besides, pain or no pain, it was a laugh trip!

04.28.07 hmmm… rafting models?

there were other “mishaps”-turned-funny moments. for instance, we got stalled in one of the major rapids because one of us forgot to paddle with the rest. instead of heeding the “forward” command given out by our guide, randz just kept shouting “woohoo” as our raft encountered the turbulent waters. result? the rapids got the better of us and our raft hit a rock — hard!! all five of us in the raft were thrown forward and randz and kuya eli almost fell off. had their bodies left the raft that time, it would have been a second fall for kuya eli. hahaha!!!

most of the 14 rapids already have names: makabundol (so named because of all the rocks there and all the potential risks of bumping into them). washing machine (so named because the most fun manoeuvre in that part of the river is to make the raft go spinning). chris’ drop (so named because a guy named chris fell there). pasyon sa dalit (just because. the guide did not explain why). kiss the wall (so named because the most likely mishap in this part of the river is hitting the wall). brave’s way (so named because the other way is fit for the not so brave ones). bernie (so named because a guy named bernie lives nearby. in fact, we saw bernie sitting on the riverbank soon after we passed by!). paolo santos (so named because paolo santos fell there). surprise (so named because of the “surprising” nature of the rapids in that part of the river). amusing names.

04.28.07 our river adventure’s final pitstop: kabula, cagayan de oro

after our rafting adventure, we — mikmik and the twins, naoms, kuya eli, and i — went wallclimbing. actually, the wallclimbing activity wasn’t part of the plan. just the same. like our whitewater rafting experience, it sent our adrenaline rushing and we had fun, fun, fun!!

04.28.07 one challenge after the other: down the river then up the wall

noooooooooooooo, wallclimbing made my arms hurt!

i told naoms that next time she should remind me not to go wallclimbing after a 3-hour paddling/rafting adventure. it’s too much for the arms.

a rafting adventure should be followed by another rafting adventure, not a wallclimbing session. hehe.

p.s.

(1) account of my first whitewater rafting adventure in cagayan de oro is here.

(2) my phone’s still working. however, i’m experiencing problems with the navigation key as a result of the gadget’s unfortunate encounter with water… here’s hoping i’ll be able to fix it on my own.

(3) some of the photos that appear in this post are from kuya eli’s camera.

(4) dili lagi ko laagan. samoka sab ninyo oi.

“They say love makes the world go ’round…
well… so does ten shots of tequila. What’s their point?”
– forwarded text message

hmmm… what’s the story here?

i had a celebration with the manila-based ids99ers last saturday. yoni, rose, ilian, and i started the night with dinner along the baywalk in roxas boulevard. we had sisig (again!), crispy pata, and calamares with our glasses of iced tea and mango shake.

it was my first time to be in baywalk with my friends since all my prior walks and dinners there had been with my papang and kuyang. it was my first time to pay for my own food there, too, since it had always been my papang who took care of the tab. hay, baywalk food and beverage prices are sooo not right. expensive!

…but just as well. i was with great friends whom i haven’t spent time with for quite awhile already. it was our reunion of sorts after our last get-together in july. we spent some time in baywalk and got entertained by a live band in kafalua. in terms of stage presence and instrumental performance, it was quite a band!

first stop of the night

then, from baywalk, we went to rose’s apartment in makati for the planned overnight drinking session with the rest of the manila-based ids99ers who expressed their commitment to be around for the celebration. rose and ilian brought in our food from a nearby grocery while eldani, jezer, mishay, and kenny took care of purchasing our drinks: jose cuervo especial tequila, red horse beer, and gsm blue.

10.07-08.06 drinking buddies

following doctor’s orders, yoni did not drink. the rest of us did. we started with the tequila and then the beer. kenny, a classmate back in grade school whom i haven’t seen for more than 11 years, was our gunner for the night. it was a very fun night with tequila, beer, good food and great company.

since we were supposed to be celebrating because of me, kenny made me do the duty of drinking the first tequila shot. i lost track of how many rounds we had but i was sure that there were times when the glass did not really go around the circle. by the time we were about to go down to the last shot, i was already dizzy. i remember seeing double while slicing more calamansi. yeah, tequila did that to me!

what’s your pick?

though it was not yet my turn, they gave me the duty of drinking the last shot despite my half-hearted protests. hehe. after saying our cheers, (except for yoni who had to make do with tropicana twister, my friends had glasses of beer on their hands) i indulged them and drank the last tequila. then, i drank a full glass of beer… because they said i should. at this point, i felt like i wanted to puke… but i did not really want to, so i decided to sleep while sitting on the couch for five minutes.

just imagine my shock when i woke up in a different place and with different clothes. the big t-shirt was clearly not mine! the couch was gone, the table full of drinks and food was nowhere in sight and i was lying on a sleeping bag. it was really an OMG moment for me.

unsa’y nahitabo?

it was yoni who was forced to wake up when i asked that question. she said, “nagsuka ka.” eeeeeek. something like that happened and i had no recollection that it really did happen!!! worse, i thought i only lost a few minutes (five?), but, in fact, the world that i knew did not exist for me for about 6 hours! i fell asleep at about 3am and woke up at 9am.

it turned out, that when i went to sleep while sitting on the couch, my conscious mind shutdown and my subconscious mind took control over my body. they did not expect that i would be puking since i was still so good in interacting with them… BUT i don’t remember interacting with them at all after i closed my eyes. i don’t remember that i went back to taking part in the conversations! BUT i did talk to them! i did… and i cannot remember!!!

they said that i was so hyper, i had something hostile to say to everything that they had to say. at some points, the exchanges became so funny… here are some of those that they could recall:

ilian said something about me working on q dust…
me: no, it’s dots! not dust! D. O. T. S! not D. O. S. T! (letch! i misspelled dust???)

a neighbor came over and asked us to tone down our noise levels…
friend 1: o, val—, quiet daw ta.
friend 2: sige, val, spell quiet.
me: Q. W. I. E. T! (bwa ha ha ha! sobrang bangag!)
my friends laughed…
me: no, no, noooo… it’s Q. U. I. E. T! (hay, thank goodness for redemption!)

i puked all over my shirt and my pants… gross!! they had to bring me to the comfort room. there, i “worshipped” the bowl as i puked some more. mwa ha ha ha but ewwww… and then, i fell totally asleep… under the bowl. ha ha ha ha… ewww to the nth level.

yoni said that while i was in the comfort room, i hurled these lines in straight english: “i hate you! i hate you all! what kind of friends are you?! why did you allow this to happen to me?!”

i was so noisy, rose had to cover my mouth… ewwww… then, she calmly mentioned something about us being in a foreign place.
me: foreign place?!
me: what foreign place?! (tsk, how hostile can i get, huh? i wasn’t even being deliberately provoked or what! )

good thing they are really friends i can trust my life with. despite the grossness of it all (add to that my hostility towards them that time), they took care of me. the gals changed my shirt and the guys cleaned up the mess i left on the couch and the toilet. i was brought to the bedroom upstairs where i could sleep more comfortably. oh, the gals also changed my pants.

the guys all got drunk and did their share of puking, too. ha ha. they did not outdo me in that though.

it was the worst drunken state i’ve ever been in and, well, too bad that only my friends have a recollection of it — i do not have my own independent recollection! i missed out on such a nice and very funny story… and all because my conscious mind got totally knocked out. i already tried my best to recall at least one of those instances in my “totally bangag” story… i regret that i just can’t remember anything!

something learned? watch out when i’m way beyond drunk… i forget my own dialect — i speak straight english and yet i spell oh so horribly! as in Q W I E T. goodness! my subsconcious mind definitely needs to be equipped with spell check or something. i have to thank it though for not betraying my emotional hang-ups. hehehe.

…and yes, i should keep in mind that i should go easy on alcohol. maybe i should not drink anymore…

hmmmm… that reminds me of that classic bisaya line: “di na jud ko mousab… ka-usa na lang!”

10.07-08.06 souvenir

by the way, next weekend, we will be in corregidor island. la la la…

p.s.
(1) photos used in this article are courtesy of val, ilian, kenny, and yoni.

(2) thank you to my cool 10.07-08.06 drinking buddies for taking good care of me… for being such great friends. i don’t hate you.

"We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered."
–Tom Stoppard

1. drats. i should stop listening to love songs. sad love songs.

2. aha, diving! i want to try scuba diving. i will try scuba diving. i am interested in sky diving. i am willing to try sky diving. oh, can you picture the thrill?! if it weren't for air resistance, sky diving wouldn't be a sport. it would only be plain suicide… and quite an expensive one at that. plus… plus… as they say, when it comes to sky diving, if at first you don't succeed, there's no next time. wehehehe.

3. can feel, can tell. can hear, can see. can live, can thrive. i swear, i'll bear. can't hurt, can't risk. can't want, can't have. too numb, too tired. i commit, i surrender. hmpf! noooooooo… that's it! i believe i have low EQ. i think i am emotionally unstable. duh, so much for trying to be rational.

4. i am determined to reach batanes before i turn 24. uhm, we'll see what happens to this determination.

5. i am still confused — very, very confused — and somewhat depressed. it doesn't show in my everyday though. see, i am h.a.p.p.y. (and my fingers are crossed behind my back. bleh.)

6. this blog will turn two years old on may 28. weeeeeeeeee… happy birthday, my bloggy! mwah.

7. i am going to watch the movie version of dan brown's the da vinci code. i've read the book a long time ago and i am interested to see tom hanks as robert langdon and audrey tautou as sophie.

8. i think i wanna be clarice starling, if only to get the chance of being face to face with (and earning the favor of) the brilliant and very cunning dr. hannibal lecter.

9. OMG, it's may! yes, i am aware that it's may.

10. i ought to eat yellow cab pizza again soon. i think i'm already suffering from withdrawal syndrome. my trips to sbarro didn't help. ack! patay, adik na talaga.

11. i need another vacation. as in. sun, sea, sand, and open air here i come! waaaaaaa, teka… ba't bumabagyo na?

12. what's up with the philippine political scene lately? same picture? same people? same problems?

13. i almost forgot that it was just last night when i watched mission: impossible iii. i didn't have expectations when i entered the movie house, so i did not have disappointments. i agree that the lamborghini's such a nice car.

14. no day but today. i still hear it in my head: RENT's roger is singing, who do you think you are? barging in on me and my guitar? little girl - hey, the door is that way… and mimi sings out her heart-tugging reply. whew! were you able to watch RENT?

15. i still have to learn how to drive a car on a busy road. bump cars and karts are different. i want to drive the real thing. i want speeeeeeeeeeeed. aws, busy road and speed don't really go together. ha ha.

16. i just learned a few hours ago that my campus in iligan is already a wifi zone. in fact, it has been since mid-march. whoa, how come i found out late?

17. i am currently craving for fruitshakes. i haven't eaten halo-halo nor ice cream this month, and that is quite unusual.

18. how are you doing, people? i'm curious.

19. i want to read another work of carl sagan. i gotta find another sagan book.

20. who me? no, not me. i break but i won't fall apart.

"Just because you're not paranoid doesn't mean
they're not out to get you."
–Colin Sautar

i'm going to share things in a bit of random order now. sit back, relax, and just have a nice read. well, i hope. i can only hope.

1. i forgot what it is that i was supposed to write about. oh boy, i can't be having memory problems. i can't afford to have memory problems. i take pride in my good memory, you know. yes, as if i haven't mentioned that before. maybe i haven't, but i surely implied that before.

2. quite a number of people think that i am the youngest in the family — that, or they think that i am either an unica hija or an only child. they find it surprising that i'm actually a middle child. that gives me a good enough picture of what they think about me: a brat, what else? but hey, i'm a brat who thinks and does. i demand and complain a lot but i also work hard and i give a lot of myself to accomplish the things that i must do. owkey, enough of my defensive stance.

3. i've started reading phd comics. at the moment, i'm at the 228th strip — i still have a long way to go and there's more fun to look forward to, considering that currently there are already more than 700 strips. phd, by the way, stands for piled higher and deeper. it's a very funny read about life in grad school. i can relate to most (if not all) of the jokes. i think you have to check it out for yourself. see if the strip collection cracks you up or not. if you don't find it funny, i think you have a problem.

4. i'm quite mindful of grammar and spelling, most especially when it comes to my own work. i think it's a consequence of my being O.C. (obsessive-compulsive). sometimes, i refrain from writing when i feel i'm having a hard time making my subjects and predicates agree or when i can't make up my mind on how to spell certain words like harass and embarrass. from time to time, some of my online friends tell me to stop being too conscious about grammar and spelling. i guess it makes them sorta sick when i correct myself mid-conversation. they don't like it because maybe it drives them to lookout for their own lapses even when they don't want to. i feel sorta sick and don't like it either but, hey, i'm just being myself! sure, i'm not immune from committing grammatical lapses and misspellings… but, as much as possible, i prefer that i avoid those horrifying (my word) instances of "bad grammar and bad spelling".

5. there are blogs that i go to for reasons i cannot explain. these blogs are not in my blogroll but their URL's are already etched in my brain. i stumbled upon them by chance and i'm just not keen on adding their sites to my links. one of these blogs contains lots of grammatical errors — those that you and i would readily forgive because (1) the writer seems to be cool and all (or is trying to be) and is really not that pathetic, and (2) most of the lapses are minor and are not deliberate. however, being the incurable self-appointed grammar cop that i am (syet! did i just admit that?!), i could easily imagine that if i were only foolish enough to be carried away, i'd have a red marker ready — to highlight the writer's inadequacies on my computer screen. of course, that would mean that i'd be leaving red marks all over my screen even long after i've closed all the browser windows. that would be plain right stupid of me. i know, i won't be getting anywhere with that.

oh, shucks. i just made myself sound like i'm miss perfect. yuck! now, you'd be having second thoughts on interacting with me. please don't be. if you're a blogger and i've already left a comment in your blog, that means you're not the blog owner of the site that i referred to in the previous paragraph. i am well aware that grammar and spelling are not the end all and be all of effective communication.

no, no, no. i don't have real dreams of being miss perfect. i'm just "allergic" to "bad grammar", heaven help me. it's a pathetic "disease" (yeah, i'm calling it a disease) that i so want to get rid of.

6. my p6peeps friends and my guy-'n'-gal pals from high school sort of share the "grammar cop mentality". we watch out for each other's grammatical lapses. we are also more likely to notice and remember other people's. more often than not, with them, everything proceeds to amusing light-hearted jokes. there are a lot of times that we deliberately "corrupt" the language. we say, "are we THE going or are we THE not?" instead of "are we going now?". when talking to one another, it is common to hear us say any of the following: "are you THE?", "is this THE you?", "therefore, there is.", "i'm not THE well", "i am not understand, are you THE?". i remember one time, my friends and i considered watching the movie, if only, starring paul nicholls and jennifer love hewitt. we did not proceed with the plan and stayed away from the moviehouse when we saw the rather huge tagline on the movie poster: "what if love give you another chance?" ngek, turn-off! we didn't even have to ponder the question. we had a good time poking fun at it though.

7. i didn't know until yesterday that human finger lengths hold information on testosterone levels, sexuality, and aggression. apparently, if a male's ring finger is longer than his index finger (a.k.a. pointer), he has high testosterone levels, is most likely aggressive and is also most likely straight. i can imagine you guys checking out your finger lengths now, hahaha. so, tell me, is this piece of info quite right? if you're somewhat confused and you want to read more about this, click on the following words: testosterone levels and decisiveness, sexuality, and aggression.

8. it's possible to sustain my happiness through feedback. i love getting feedback. actually, that's your cue, lurker… come on, leave me some comments.

after “jap-nese,” it’s time for “chi-nese”:

That’s not right. — Sum ting wong
Are you harbouring a fugitive? — Hu yu hai ding
See me ASAP. — Kum hia
Stupid Man — Dum fuk
Small Horse — Tai ni po ni
Did you go to the beach? — Wai yu so tan
I bumped the coffee table. — Ai bang mai fa kin ni
I think you need a face lift. — Chin tu fat.
It’s very dark in here. — Wai so dim
I thought you were on a diet. — Wai yu mun ching
This is a tow away zone. — No pah king
Our meeting is scheduled for next week. — Wai yu kum nao
Staying out of sight — Lei ying lo
He’s cleaning his automobile. — Wa shing ka
Your body odor is offensive. — Yu stin ki pu
Great! — Fa kin su pah

i ripped this from this blog. (thanks a lot kuya kim for allowing me this repost although we both know that i didn’t ask for your permission, wahahaha.)

happy chinese new year, everyone!

dasher vs. accelerator

what’s your pick: the premiere-dasher or the accelerator?

actually there’s no need to choose anymore. my own mother had already put a “death sentence” to my skechers premiere-dasher last december. she made me stop wearing the pair because, according to her, the shoes look so dugyot and worn out already. oh well, i took that dasher picture just last december and my shoe in the pic surely does not have the “worn out” look. maybe i’m just so good at picking the right angle, we all can’t see those parts where the shoe fabric’s scratched and damaged. still, it makes me wonder how come my mama didn’t complain about those “badly beaten” (and, therefore, “worse-looking”) shoes i so loved to wear when i was in college? hmmmm… as the saying goes, mothers know best. we may not always understand them, but we just have to listen. so, having faith in my mother’s good intentions, i said “R.I.P.” to my two-year old dasher pair and went back to manila wearing a trusty pair of brown-colored islander slippers. yes, you can say i extended my sala (living room) from there (iligan) to here (metro manila).

the accelerator wins!

with my dashers being “out of commission” already, i’m currently “abusing” my just-over-a-year-old merrell accelerator pair. i bought ‘em accelerators last december 2004 as a birthday-slash-christmas gift for myself. oh, i love ‘em! they’re still far from being dugyot. ha ha ha!

they’re going to bloom…

gardeners have already started tilling the soil to make those stretches of sunflower beds along UP avenue. soon, sunflower plants will be sprouting and there will be people who will mistake them for okra plants (bwahahaha!). then, come april, just in time for the university graduation exercises, people will no longer doubt what they truly are because the sunflowers will bloom.

i truly hope that they will bloom for me, too.

flashback

before i left for manila early this year, i was finally able to tell my parents about “my plans after getting my master’s”. i used to dodge their questions, i used to change the topic whenever they asked. BUT, that day, when they saw me off at the airport, i finally let them know the things i had in mind, “still vague” they may be. i answered their questions, we talked about my options, and, in my own way, i admitted to them my fears. it was cathartic for me.

see, my parents regard me as secretive. they’re familiar with my tendency to hold back talking about certain things. they know that i have the tendency to wait for the last crazy minute before i share anything too personal. they know that i don’t tell them a lot of things. they know that despite my being such an incessant talker, i still keep a lot to myself. all the time i was telling them “i don’t know” they’ve been patient with me. they waited ’til i was ready to talk. AND that day came…

now, i go about really assured that whatever happens to me and my so-called plans, my family will be with me through and through.

thesis my quest, to follow that star…

whew! i need all the support i can get. just forgive me when i rant. i just need to release my anxiety. i don’t wanna be burnt out. i’ve been munching, trying to eat away my apprehensions. the deadline for our manuscript is on the 21st of february. i’m setting the 14th of february as my personal deadline. geez. i still have so many things to do. please don’t forget to check on me from time to time, i need to be reminded to breathe. i need to be distracted. wait, when is the UP fair??? i don’t wanna miss it. dapat inyo jud ko ma-B.I.

p.s. ano na ang nangyayari sa only you? musta na si tj? in-love na yata ako sa kanya, waaaaaaaaaaa… dapat sila ni jillian ang magkatuluyan kasi mahal naman nila ang isa’t isa — ang dami lang talaga nilang pa-epek at drama. lasunin na si trixie para wala ng manggugulo, wehehe.