it’s a bit heavy ,yeah…

There are days when I feel the best of me is ready to begin. Then they’re days when I feel
I’m letting go, and soaring on the wind to nowhere. I’ve learned in laughter or in pain, how to survive.

I just get on my knees. There I am before the love that changes me…

Hope (not the cig) is my breakfast.

Cebu is my Country

why do i always have this odd feeling whenever i get an opportunity to go to another country? half of me feels sad. you know, this “turning to go yet turning to stay moment”..i just hate that kind of feeling. i think that the saying is always true “There’s no place like home”.

 ahh! Cebu dear Talisay Cebu! the 3 minute walk away from the seashore from our house, the fishermen, your scent, the annoying potpots, pongko ponko sa eskina, adobo, cool savers,  the funland, my dad’s noisy african lovebirds, ramona ext., my dogs, my friends, my family…how can i not miss them all and you?

well, it’s too early to say goodbye. but i don’t wanna change my mind.

same retards!

 i met different types of people this week.
some are assholes, some are conceited, some are clueless, some are crazy, some are dumb. basically, all of them are retarded.

brain break

Ik heb deze week veel verschillende mensen ontmoet
Sommigen zijn eikels, sommige verwaand, sommige zijn radeloos, sommige zijn gek, sommige zijn dom. Over het algemeen, ze zijn allemaal achterlijk.

- only my cousin (Michael Schuiling aka tiki)and i knew what this means…or anybody who understands dutch. can’t use google or babelfish on this.

 been out for days…had no time bloggin mainly because i was confused about things i do not know.

there’s this funny thing that happened tonight. Jonana ( my pm leader) asked me to call this number 800-274-2020- . she said a general manager in certain hotel she spoke with gave her this number when she asked their isp’s(bellsouth) hotline.

her face looked like a baby almost wanted to cry.. so i called the hotline , and there’s a sexy music in the background..

then i heard somebody talking in a very sexy,horny voice:

“hi baby this i ****  and tooot…  the hottest  party line in the states where you can get horny talking to…yadeeyaadaa.. “

!0_o!  Damn that perv general manager!

lawl.

 i think i really need a brain check.

i introduced this site ( eatbabies.com) to my friends and colleagues and they all said that i’m a potential psycho. i find the site amusing. don’t get me wrong i love babies. i probably gonna make one next yr or the year after..lawl.

 here’s one good recipe i like.

Bab-B-Q Torso:

Ingredients:
1 Fresh Baby
1 Onion
Bar-B-Q Rub
Delicious Bar-B-Q Sauce
Jack Daniels

Prepare baby by cutting up middle of torso with kitchen shears. Save the fat head for gravy. Rub Baby torso down with delicious Rub Cook over Grill until no longer pink while basting with delicious sauce. I recommend Stubs (Lady and Gentlemen, I am a cook”) and Jack Daniels When No longer pink, put Torso in steel pan, cover with aluminum foil and cool at 250 degrees for 1 hour.

Serve piping hot with whiskey.

- Recipe submitted by Fatty Mcbutterpants

to all real psychos out there reading this. please don’t try this at home!

i’m gay. seriously!

Don Pablito (Ethan) appeared infront of my cube and said “Roda, don’t frown cos you’re a ****** girl. you are so blooming, like Fairfield Bloomington Hotel”

i’m not sure if i’m gonna laugh or not. why do i always get this remark that i’m frowning. all the while when he said that ,i was reading the humor section of a certain forum.

“cos her smile still looks like a frown..like the devil from angel’s town”

on high heels and stilletos

i’m so amazed with women who can wear high heels and stilletos with poise. it’s like doing a circus balance you know. i wore one yesterday since my last and only flat sandal was already worn out and due to lack of funds on buying a new flat sandals ( i always wear flat sandals or slipper like sandals).  grannygooseness! it felt awkward walking and i walked so clumsy. as what Nikko said, it’s a matter of getting used to. my! i’ll never get use to it. it’s like walking on fire and tiptoeing everytime.

 '’it’s like murder on the dancefloor'’

Some narcisisstic thoughts..make it rodaistic…

Getting what you want is an art form. And like all great art, the devil is in the details. It’s a great time to visualize what you want to draw into your life, but be very sure about what you need to receive.

Woe to the person who feels the need to challenge you — you’ve got witty retorts and dazzling debate techniques to spare. This person is just grandstanding. Stand strong and protect your territory.

Your natural panache comes in handy when you need to tell a story or gather people around a common cause. You elevate mundane routine and make it into thrilling drama. Reality is more fun with you around.

The issue looked awfully cloudy from your friend’s point of view, but it seems black-and-white from your perspective. It’s time to accept that not everyone can share your point of view — or high standards.

Mental tasks are no match for you … although physical challenges might wear you out faster than you think. So skip the gym today; devote yourself to more intellectual tasks.

 -I’m not narcissist Tara! i was just referring to what the darn horoscope told me to. lol

cheating girfriend

the  problem with choosing is that you are still choosing if you are going to choose or not.

 i admit i WAS a cheating girlfriend.

I’d always pick the ones who won’t figure out that I am clearly a
rebel to the idea of monogamy. ( gawd! don’t think that i’m whore here. i honestly didn’t sleep to any of them!) i felt sorry when i broke someone’s heart. somethings are just not meant to be.

but then hey, people change. d’oh!

they say opposite attracts. i don’t think so. i met my match and we just hit it off like BAM! atleast i’m being honest here. and yeah. i’m still alive!!!…( after yesterday’s accident)

watamytokingabawt? is this due to yesterday’s?

“The borderline between cheating and faithfulness is to recognize the reality that you already have the person who can give you more than what  youcan get from the cheap thrills of attraction. “

accident prone

i slipped and fell flat bruising my butt ( while playing with shoe wheels…i don’t wanna tell you what that is)

i was cleaning my sister’s room( a gift for my sister because it was her birthday) when a 4 ft thick mirror fell on my head. ( the mirror didn’t break into pieces and my skull as well) but my head hurts like hell right now.

 gradually, i’m feeling a little dizzy, my neck hurts and my left hip hurts ( i have a hard time walking)

i hope the impact of how the mirror fell on my head didn’t cause any internal hemorrhage.

i hope this is not my last blog entry.

 seriously.

angels cry with you

Dear Carlisle May,

how are you? i hope and pray that you are happy in your new place. janice and i planned to visit you this saturday but she sent me a message that you went away already.
you went downhill too fast.
(more…)

if life were a cartoon…

Men marry women with the hope they will never change. Women marry men with the hope they will change. Invaribly they are both disappointed.- Albert Einstein

i don’t wanna fly

this is actually a rip off. i mean, i stole the idea of that certain artist. i forgot his name and that certain site as well. he drew something like that but it was more like of an angel. i didn’t like how he drew the wings  and some angles.- i don’t like the way i drew the wings either. (his idea was superb though- my apologies for stealing his ideas. it wasn’t exactly how it was though.. just the idea of of the scene itself.) this is the 4th unfinished version that i made this morning. the butt ain’t slick yet.heh

on the flipside, my head is battling with my head. you know the left hemisphere and the right hemisphere…they were battling about this—- “what the heck is MORE POWER?”   you know people say,MORE POWER to you man!<- that  sounds so sucky! i heard that since ice age. was that an idiom that Encarta forgot to tell me or merriam webster just don’t want to be involve?

woooo hoooo!!! more power to me!

when Oprah said that the duct tape is like the force. It has a light side, a dark side, and it holds the universe together. was she talking about “MORE POWER?”

damn it!

Joke Master’s note-

“Getting Out of Your Own Way,”  - Part One…

Each day in our lives, we hope and pray for a better day, that things should improve in one area or another. But all too often, all we do is hope and pray.  That is not enough  — We have to think, act and speak differently.   If we don’t change how we think, speak and act, we are bound to repeat the same problems or mistakes that gives us a situation we want changed. So how do we change things?

The hardest part of change is thinking differently. You have to challenge your own assumptions, including most delicately, the sense of who you are. You may not be who you really think you are.

Never forget, we judge others by their actions, but we judge ourselves by our intentions. Yes, you meant to help someone with a project, you intended to give charity, you were planning on inviting your friends over for dinner, but if you didn’t do it, in their minds you had no intention, and you are judged as such.  So start correcting this error.  If you intend to do something - DO IT. Don’t procrastinate, don’t delay. Stop making excuses. You want to improve yourself, get out of your own way.

Now find someone you completely trust, who has your interest at heart and who can give you constructive criticism. It is often better for a friend to be this person than a spouse. And tell the person to try to remove personal bias (of how you may have hurt them or been inconsiderate). It has to be coming from a place of true concern for you. Start with one area. Don’t take on your whole life at one time.  What you may realize is that you may not be perceived the way you perceive yourself.  So work on correcting the inbalance - and you will immediately feel more content and balanced inside. (To be continued…)

This is Rex Barker (my idol), CS (Candidly Speaking) reminding you that you can start changing your life for the better by starting to Think, Act and Speak differently.

It’s not who you love, it’s how

Alyssa: Why are we stopping?
Holden: Because I can’t take this.
Alyssa: Can’t take what?
Holden: I love you.
Alyssa: You love me?
Holden: I love you. And not, not in a friendly way, although I think we’re great friends. And not in a misplaced affection, puppy-dog way, although I’m sure that’s what you’ll call it. I love you. Very, very simple, very truly. You are the epitome of everything I have ever looked for in another human being. And I know that you think of me as just a friend, and crossing that line is the furthest thing from an option you would ever consider. But I had to say it. I just, I can’t take this anymore. I can’t stand next to you without wanting to hold you. I can’t, I can’t look into your eyes without feeling that, that longing you only read about in trashy romance novels. I can’t talk to you without wanting to express my love for everything you are. And I know this will probably queer our friendship - no pun intended - but I had to say it, because I’ve never felt this way before, and I don’t care. I like who I am because of it. And if bringing this to light means we can’t hang out anymore, then that hurts me. But God, I just, I couldn’t allow another day to go by without just getting it out there, regardless of the outcome, which by the look on your face is to be the inevitable shoot-down. And, you know, I’ll accept that. But I know… I know that some part of you is hesitating for a moment, and if there is a moment of hesitation, then that means you feel something too. All I ask, please, is that you just, you just not dismiss that - and try to dwell in it for just ten seconds. Alyssa, there isn’t another soul on this fucking planet who has ever made me half the person I am when I’m with you, and I would risk this friendship for the chance to take it to the next plateau. Because it is there between you and me. You can’t deny that. Even if, you know, even if we never talk again after tonight, please know that I’m forever changed because of who you are and what you’ve meant to me, which - while I do appreciate it - I’d never need a painting of birds bought at a diner to remind me of.

Memorable Quotes from:
Chasing Amy

note: Alyssa’s a lesbo