I went to New York City yesterday with three hot guys!




That's them. The one on the left is Mike, then Rich in the middle and Steve on the right.



So, I wasn't really supposed to go. First of all, I had work that night and I exhausted my sick calls for April. Not that I'm really worried of getting fired. I mean, c'mon. It's the post office and no one could possibly get fired in that place. But being the little ms worrywart that I am, I still worried.

In the end, I went with them. And boy, was I glad that I did. It was just rad! Haha. Sorry learned that word from Mike. Rad. Kept saying it too! Rad. Rad. Rad. I think It's gonna be my expression now. Haha. Rad!

So anyway, we did a lot of walking. And I'm telling you, if you wore these sandals like stupid little me did, you are going to regret it.




Because, it couldn't possibly cushion your feet with ten hours of walking the streets of New York. But thank goodness I have a relatively high tolerance for pain. Haha

It reminded me so much of Manila, just a little bit cleaner. I took so much pictures of buildings...







And more pictures of buildings...





Took quite a lot of pictures of us too...

On the subway








(Personally, I think our MRT in Manila is soo much better. Gosh, it smelled like human piss on the NY train station. Didn't impress me at all!)


More pictures of us in front of those big-ass tulips...





Aren't they awesome?! And to think ang mahal ng mga nyan sa Pinas!

Anyway, here's more pictures of us...

In Central Park...







It was definitely a fun albeit exhausting day. But I definitely am going back there again. :)

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People are scared of death like its something to be afraid of.

I'm not scared of death. That is, I'm not scared of me dying.

Although I must admit I am more scared of people dying on me... like family, friends or loved ones. It comes with being selfish. I don't ever want to feel how it is to have someone dear die. I don't think I can bear it.

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I was joking around with people at work earlier. It's because I did something pretty stupid that I'm not gonna write about because it's too embarrassing. Let's just say I convinced myself that that something stupid would be the death of me.

So I kept telling them, "I'm gonna die! Oh my god!". I was joking of course.

But this one lady kinda' took me seriously and asked why I keep saying that. She said it might come true.

But then I replied, "Well, then, at least I had the chance to say goodbye to all of you."

Which she thinks is an awful thing to say.

But I further joked, "At least then you'll have something to talk about at work. You'll tell everyone, 'yeah she kept saying she's gonna die and she did! She predicted her death! '"

She just shook her head at me.

See, I'm not taking death too lightly, as what she probably thinks. It's just that I'm not scared of it like I used to. As I grow up, I realized that I may not know what lies behind death, but I know that's where I'll find peace.

Hey, I'm not suicidal or anything like that. Nor is my life too lonely for me to say a thing like that. But surely, after all that's happening in this crazy world, something better awaits us all in the afterlife.

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