tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56780442011-07-09T20:43:13.739-04:00Only as high as I reach can I grow, Only as far as I seek can I go, Only as deep as I look can I see, Only as much as I dream can I be. --Karen Ravn joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.comBlogger3121100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-11176238407089137302006-12-25T10:38:00.000-05:002006-12-25T11:03:22.058-05:00

Spot the changesYear 2004Year 2005Year 2006Present day with my cousin MagAng dami ng nagbago...

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i think i now know why my relationships don't last... it's because i jump from one relationship to another to another to another without letting the pain of the failure subside first, without getting a breather first, without learning from the mistakes i made from past relationships.I jump head-on into another relationship when the tears haven't dried up yet,,, and so i make the same mistakes i

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I really should start writing again. It's not like nothing's happening in my life... actually, there are so many things to blog about. I just don't have the urge to write them all... Soon I will. Bubuhayin ko ulit ang blog na to.. Soon. I promise

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1145542247395692062006-04-20T09:30:00.000-04:002006-04-20T10:10:47.500-04:00

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

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1144318146897936612006-04-06T05:49:00.000-04:002006-04-06T06:09:06.983-04:00

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.***I was joking around with people at work earlier. It's

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1143797347856916342006-03-31T04:22:00.000-05:002006-03-31T04:29:07.866-05:00

People are selfish. They want everything. They don't care if other people are hurting as long as they're happy.***I am selfish...***Ryan and I are over. And though I ask for his friendship, I understand why he's ignoring me. I can't have everything, I know that now. I can't have his friendship and yet be the one to hurt him deeply.***I understand. honest to goodness I do understand you pooh. It's

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Two weeks have passed but here I am still floating on air. TO say that my trip back to the Philippines was bittersweet is an understatement. Gad, I can't even begin to desribe it. First time after three years of living abroad, I felt really happy again. Back to my roots, my hometown, to friends that never changed. It was both sad and happy at the same time. Sad, because three years of

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1138651493147209002006-01-30T15:01:00.000-05:002006-01-30T15:04:53.156-05:00

trying to get a nice, firm and flat stomach is no easy feat. i've been doing my ab exercises every other day for almost a month now, but so far I don't see any improvement. Heck, I even started jogging for 30 minutes around the block yesterday. So far all I got are sore muscles in my ab and thigh area.Call me impatient but I want to see results now!Esp. if your friends say you look pregnant on

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1137580673429708872006-01-18T05:25:00.000-05:002006-01-18T05:37:53.466-05:00

Is this winter?Damn. If so, then I looove it!I left work with a light jacket on, savoring the warm wind blowing on my face, and in fact, almost whisking me away.It's 65 degrees in the middle of January.How amazing is that??? :)***Friday night was my cousin Iris's wedding. There was drinking and a lot of dancing. Fun! Fun! Fun! The happy bride and groomThe beautiful bridesmaidscousinsbeautiful

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I wish the days would fly by quickly.I wish I could drag time as fast as I could, so that it would be February 19 already.Gosh, I'm so excited! I can't wait to see my sisters, cousins and my friends! I miss them all so much!It would be a fun-filled three weeks and I can't wait anymore!

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1136715542118047872006-01-08T05:06:00.000-05:002006-01-08T05:19:05.046-05:00

my other babyThis year is turning out to be more and more wonderful as the days go by. Never mind that it didn't start out wonderful in the first place, which for superstitious people, would mean a bad omen of the year ahead.Because, damn, look what Santa brought me, eight days after new year, 15 days after christmas?It's awesome! It's the best gift ever! And what's nice about it is that no one

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1135595826463473832005-12-26T05:58:00.000-05:002005-12-26T06:36:09.800-05:00

As promisedPictures from Christmas 2005gosh i slouch too much!Ninang with grumpy inaanakFamily pixAnd more...With grannys and cousinswith the two angels in the familyparents with grannysAnd more...With the in-laws on Christmasfooling around in front of the cammy pooh-bear with his parentsryan's parentsAnd at home...me and ryan at homeme with mom, cara and ryanpapa and mamaObviously I had so much

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Back on TrackFirst of all, let me start this post with a heartfelt greeting of Merry Christmas! Hope you guys had a grand time celebrating with family, friends, and loved ones.I'm sorry to be gone for so long from the blogging community. As usual I've been so busy with work and school, and being so tamad to write in between that I haven't updated my blog for a month.My job has been keeping me

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The past couple of weeks had been very busy for me. I had to finish a research paper for my English Comp 2 class regarding euthanasia. I spent one whole sleepless week trying to cram. Knowing me and my bad habit of procastination, I did my research, my notecards, my first draft and all that stuff you're supposed to do way, way ahead of time a week before the research is due. And if you think that

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I spent the whole night of my birthday crying my eyes out. And even then you'd think the tears would be all dried up... but no. The crying continued on till the wee hours of the morning. Crying from dusk till dawn.A very happy birthday to me.

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I'm in so much stress lately that I wonder how I could wake up everyday and still go on as before.Work is stressful because they give us mandatory overtime every freaking day. I mean, it doesn't matter to them that they gave us just one friggin' day off, and work six days a week, but still they have to call for mandatory overtime, and work ten hours a day. Hayy. The money's good. But the body

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1131014686506311282005-11-03T05:17:00.000-05:002005-11-03T05:44:46.563-05:00

Cutest baby in the whole wide world!!!

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You are my sunshine*My only sunshineYou make me happy when skies are greyYou'll never know dear, how much i love youPlease don't take my sunshine away...*from the song "You are my sunshine"

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I just went through a very, very painful experience today. And even though more than 16 hours have passed, I am still feeling the pain. I'm on the way to recovery, but oh how I wish I could hasten the process...What happened? Well, I just had one of my wisdom teeth pulled out. It had been hurting me like crazy for a week. And when the I couldn't bear the pain anymore, I finally decided to go to

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If there is one thing that's keeping me going on slaving my way into my second degree, it's the thought that I don't want to be stuck working where I work now. There's absolutely nothing wrong with it. I mean, I get great Federal benefits. The pay is really, really good. I've only been working there for less than two years now, but I've already had about seven pay raises. I don't mind working the

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1128632548076767482005-10-06T16:42:00.000-04:002005-10-07T17:08:31.613-04:00

Dear Cara, You put your mom into one hellish experience for two days. You had a hard time trying to get out of that tiny coccoon you were in for nine months. I never saw your mom in so much pain as you try to kick your way out into this world. She went from being a beautiful pregnant woman... ...to a woman in labor... And I was there through it all. I was with your mom as we went that

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1128285812042162282005-10-02T16:38:00.000-04:002005-10-02T16:43:32.056-04:00

Any time nowWe're just waiting for the baby to finally be born into this world.My parents took my sister to the hospital again this morning because her contractions were getting closer and closer already, and that she won't stop crying from pain. Gosh, seeing her, and the hell that she's been through, I tell myself I do not want to have a baby... ever. Maybe I'll just adopt.It's messed up. I mean

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1128214669831858092005-10-01T20:31:00.000-04:002005-10-01T20:57:49.890-04:00

False AlarmToday at five in the morning, while busily browsing through my favorite blogs, my mom walked into the room and told me my sister's in labor. I shrieked in delight (cause we've been witing for this baby for like forever, and besides, she's two days over due, so it's about time) and quickly put on my jeans and sweater.I went downstairs to find my sister on the couch clutching her tummy.

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I am doing everything except study. Study - that one thing that I should be concentrating on right now. Not trying to update this blog, after almost a month-long silence. Not turning on the TV to watch TFC. Not finally doing some ab crunches on my six-month old ab lounge - that thing I should have done long time ago before my tummy ballooned into its size now, making me struggle to fit in my

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1125612812925408322005-09-01T17:59:00.000-04:002005-09-01T18:13:32.930-04:00

The first week of Fall School just started, and I feel the stress already.I don't get enough sleep, so when I walk in for my class, I would almost certainly be yawning the whole time, and trying to keep my eyes open.I breezed through two years of school here with me barely awake. So that now, I just realized that I feel like I didn't really learn anything. I see all these students carrying all

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Weirdest ThingA couple of nights ago, I dreamt of one of my exes.It's weird because I know for sure that I'm completely over him. We didn't end the relationship in the best of terms, but a few months of virtually zero communication with him, fate had found a way to erase all the bitterness. We had the chance to talk, and I'm glad to say that, eventhough we could never be the best of friends, we

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I haven't blogged much lately.You see, blogging was therapeutic for me. On those months that I blogged religiously everyday, it was because I needed the blog for the release of my heartaches with exes, problems with families, and personal struggles. It helped me through the worst times of my life.And now that I've triumph from all the demons that I faced, I find myself sitting in front of my

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1123750871490033232005-08-11T04:45:00.000-04:002005-08-11T05:01:11.500-04:00

Blind FaithI'm going back to my church. Not because I believe in the Catholic Church once again, because I honestly don't. It's because maybe, just maybe, I will find myself one more time. I seemed to have lost something in me that I'm desperately trying to get back. And if going back to my church would help me retrieve that missing something, then you would find me sitting on the pew on Sundays.

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1123323328221555972005-08-06T05:59:00.000-04:002005-08-06T06:15:28.283-04:00

Why I haven't bloggedThere are only two reasons, actually. First one is not because I've been soooo busy. Oh no siree. I haven't been busy at all. It's for the simple reason that I really don't have any exciting news to share that I don't have any words to write in this blog.Second, I'm just too lazy to post anything. I don't know. I guess the magic of blogging left me. Or maybe because I'm happy

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1122933721229316592005-08-01T17:14:00.000-04:002005-08-01T18:05:05.246-04:00

Tabing-ilogI spent a three-day weekend with Ryan and his parents at their bahay-bakasyunan in Ithaca, New York. It was such a breathtaking and peaceful place. Their cottage is situated in the middle of the woods, where (as Ryan gladly informed me) there are black bears (which, he assured me, don't attack people, and to that I reply with a 'yeah, ryt') deer, coyotes, racoons, foxes, wolves and

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1120817943124429942005-07-08T05:45:00.000-04:002005-07-08T06:20:32.153-04:00

What the?!!!Another people power revolution going on in the Philippines? When will it ever stop? It seems that the only answer people can come up with, with seemingly corrupt presidents, is to have them ousted.I swear, the Filipino nation is just people-power happy.How many Presidents have we asked to step down now? Two and counting.I think that all these revolutions going on taint the Filipino

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1120366343274971342005-07-03T00:50:00.000-04:002005-07-03T01:07:17.386-04:00

I found out some things that made me sad.I don't know why some adults act like young, immature children. I swear it gets me frustrated at times. If parents from different families are fighting, does that mean that you have to include the children into the fight? Of course not. Because the children are innocent bystanders there. They do not have anything to do with the fight.Hayy, those that have

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1120295997557171192005-07-02T05:11:00.000-04:002005-07-02T05:19:57.656-04:00

Thank god for this blog! I need to rant!Argh! I hate the people at work. Yeah, I know, hate is such a strong word, but heck, I swear, I am about ready to kick all their asses!They take perverse pleasure in talking about people! Unfortunately for me, me and Ryan seem to be the favorite topic of their stupid conversations lately.See, I try not to let it affect me. But because I know that they were

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1120211627296526152005-07-01T05:43:00.000-04:002005-07-01T05:53:47.843-04:00

Wow. I miss this blogGosh, I've missed this blog so much. I had been blogging at that friendster blog that I have that I totally neglected my first blog home.Well, now things are gonna change.See, I write on that other blog because I thought that it would give me a chance to reconnect with my old friends, classmates and schoolmates. I intended that to tell my day-to-day life experiences so they

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1119688397808063102005-06-25T04:27:00.000-04:002005-06-25T04:33:17.816-04:00

Last night I lost the strength to fight for us. No, I'm not giving up, but I'm not fighting either. I'm just lost here, in a limbo.You said you just hope that we'll never have to hurt each other. I don't think I could ever get hurt, only because right now I don't feel anything at all. I'm empty. So how can you hurt a person when she's just numb from pain?

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1117141074924650332005-05-26T16:54:00.000-04:002005-05-26T16:57:54.933-04:00

It's like going through last year's worst time in my life all over again, only much, much worse.Gaad, you'd think I've already learned something from last year.Instead, here I am, feeling those withdrawal symptoms, only ten times worse than before.When will I ever learn? Or much better, when will my heart just completely go numb so I won't feel like this?

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1115627270402472432005-05-09T04:27:00.000-04:002005-05-09T04:27:50.416-04:00

Of course I have to write about this. Something exciting finally happened in my life. Well, not really exciting I guess. Just something that was bound to happen sooner or later.***I love driving in New Jersey. I love how there's hardly any traffic at all. Or if there is, I never experienced it because I work the night shift, and by the time I'm on the road, almost everyone else is resting at

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1115196523436155922005-05-04T04:33:00.000-04:002005-05-04T04:51:10.400-04:00

DealbreakersWhen will you say it's over? What turns you off in a man or a woman? What would make you let go and never look back?I talked to my friend at work about this, about dealbreakers. Dealbreakers in relationships happen when you find out something about a person that would make you leave in an instant, without thinking twice about it.For my friend, his dealbreaker is smoking. If a guy

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1114853725464576062005-04-30T05:25:00.000-04:002005-04-30T05:35:25.470-04:00

Sometimes I just want to quit.But then I know that there are a lot of people waiting for me to say that, waiting for me to fail, waiting for my downfall. And I don't want to give them the perverse pleasure of seeing me give up. So I won't.They say pride is a sin. But then, it's what's keeping me going right now.***Can you forgive someone who hurt you really bad? I say you could. But not when his

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1114246463626092292005-04-23T03:52:00.000-04:002005-04-23T04:54:23.626-04:00

Losing FaithI am born and raised Catholic. In fact, from kindergarten up to my college in the Philippines, I went to Catholic schools.I know all about the Catholic faith. I can defend the existence of God through what my philosophy professors taught me. I know all the stories in the bible. In fact, when I was a freshman in high school, I participated in a Bible quiz. Well, I didn't win, but

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1114154433604167802005-04-22T02:59:00.000-04:002005-04-22T03:20:33.606-04:00

Guess who's back? Nothing really exciting happened to my life this month, which accounts for my lack of posts. Added to that is my laziness-disorder, which of course didn't help at all into getting my ass in front of a computer and actually typing something relevant.Oh wells.So what's new?Hmmm... let's see... spring semester is almost over. Two more weeks of hell-hole and then I've got one month

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The Story of the Beginning of the Rest of My Life**I am a part of what is sometimes referred to as the Filipino Diaspora, a mass migration that sent Filipinos to foreign countries such as Hong Kong, China, Japan, United States and England. They left their country of birth to seek for a better life, get a better-paying job, escape the corrupt government system, and to reunite with their loved

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1110136284182405512005-03-06T13:49:00.000-05:002005-03-07T03:16:15.586-05:00

I'm Back.......Though I might not post as frequently as I did before. I've been so busy with a lot of things lately, that even I can't find time for myself anymore. Oh wells.Okay, what's new.First off,, I've finally broken up with Jason. I know that this is a mean thing to say, but I actually felt relief that it's over. It could never really work out between us. We were too different. I'm just

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1108892178017594102005-02-20T04:34:00.000-05:002005-02-20T04:36:18.020-05:00

I'm saying goodbye for now...I have a lot of things keeping me busy, that I can't seem to find time to blog anymore.So, for now, goodbye to my tiny space in the internet. I'll be back, I promise. Later than sooner though.Bye! It's been nice. :)

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1107900175288483662005-02-08T16:58:00.000-05:002005-02-08T17:02:55.293-05:00

I'm tired of pretending. I realized that I've got to be true to myself now. I've been having these doubts for a long time now. And I can't ignore them anymore. That song Cacophony that I posted way, way back holds true to what I'm feeling. I don't love him. Maybe I never did. Gaaaaddd, why do I have to hurt another person. I'm getting tired of this already. I ought to be shot or stoned or

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1107420955951706112005-02-03T03:51:00.000-05:002005-02-03T03:55:55.950-05:00

Something big is going to happen to my family! And I'm so, so, so, so much excited. I could hardly contain my smile when I heard the news. And I was the first person in the family to know. I did a little jitterbug on my way to my car. And I started singing! I was so darn happy! I even told all my coworkers about it. I couldn't keep it to myself. What is it? Er, sorry guys, I can't blurt it

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Sometimes I wish I'm a guy. I don't know. Guys just seem to get the easier bargain on life - like they don't have to go through the pain when THAT TIME of the month comes. Argh! Yesterday I woke up with an excruciating pain on my abdomen. I never really understood the definition of excruciating pain 'till I experienced it yesterday morning. It started out with just an unpleasant throb.

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1106695432869497322005-01-25T18:14:00.000-05:002005-01-25T18:35:08.430-05:00

There are times, such as this time, when I just want to delete my blog's archives and start with a clean slate. I've just been reading my past... and I do not like what I wrote. It gave me a glimpse of the person that I was, and what I had become. I don't know. It just doesn't feel so good when you read about how much you have hurt a person, even though it's unintentional. There are some

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Sledding in Winter Wonderland My cousins and I went sledding earlier. Someting fun to do after that big snow storm that hit New Jersey (and other states too) yesterday. It was so cold that I had to put the hood up my head. Wished I had covered my whole face against the frigid wind. My face was so numb that I couldn't feel the mucus coming out of my nose. Hehe. Disgusting eh? That's me (

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Was there ever a time in your life, you've longed for someone, wishing he was there with you, crying every night how you miss him, and then reminiscing all the wonderful memories you had together? You had him, even for a brief moment... and the moment was so sweet that you repeat it over and over in your mind... Then you made a bargain with God, you said, "dear Lord, please make him come back

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Cheating Death So there I was, driving 60 miles an hour, the hot air spewing from my car heater making me drowsy.... I remembered trying to keep awake... I remembered screaming obsscenities just so I'd wake up from the seeming stupor the hot air got me into... I remembered seeing the big red STOP sign ahead of me.... I remembered telling myself to stop... But then I continued on.... And when the

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I'm in-love! He looked at me with those big blue eyes, with the long, curling eyelashes, and I melted. He held my hand, and I felt the tingle. He grinned at me, laughed excitedly, and I know he's got my heart forever. He put his arms around me, kissed me oh-so-softly on the cheek, and I know I will forever be putty in his hands. Hayyyy.... Okay, okay, before the readers boycott my blog and

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Got a Fender Bender Grrr! My neighbor hit my car while she was backing out of her driveway. My baby, my preciuos baby got a fender bender! Darn. I don't know whether to be angry because that is a damn inconvenience on my part -- I have to go to the shop to have it fixed -- or just be thankful that my neighbor came forward and left a note tucked underneath the wipers saying 'Backed out on your

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1105479483303338562005-01-11T16:31:00.000-05:002005-01-11T16:38:03.303-05:00

Trip to Rhode Island Just got home from Rhode Island. We visited my sister there. Too tired to give details of the visit, so I'm posting pictures instead. Enjoy. :) me and Ate Lanie moi inside my sister's apartment Uyy, snow! 'eto pa snow! Vince, me and Ate lan Pa-cute ako dyan. hehe

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and you said I know that this will hurt but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse If the burden seems too much to bear Remember the end will justify the pain it took to get us there - Relient K I haven't blogged for a while. I guess for a while there I thought there really wasn't anything to blog about. It was like I exist into this world and nothing exciting or

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1105177371987499732005-01-08T04:39:00.000-05:002005-01-08T04:42:51.986-05:00

Another song Okay, I know that these past few weeks, I've only been posting songs here. But heck, I can't resist... I have to put this song from Relient K. Again. I love that band! Song ni Jason para sa akin... or sa ex ko. hehe. Or pwede ring song ko para sa ex ni J. :) "My Girl's Ex-Boyfriend" When he was seeing her You could see he had his doubts And now he's missing her Because he knows

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1104580298582627492005-01-01T06:19:00.000-05:002005-01-02T07:17:06.923-05:00

Year-ender Got this from J 1. What did you do in 2004 that you'd never done before? - Fall in love twice in a year, took some risks that makes me cringe now that I think about them, oh and go to the casinos in Atlantic City. 2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year? – I don't remember making any new year's resolution - which means that I probably did

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Cacophony When you talk about tomorrow I'm not sure about today When you tell me that you love me What am I supposed to say Sometimes I don't feel the same way that you feel Words like forever They scare the shit out of me Maybe I'm afraid of commitment Or maybe your too distracted to see that Sometimes I don't feel the same way that you feel I think of all the things that I'd say to

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1104055720847241132004-12-26T04:36:00.000-05:002004-12-26T05:08:40.846-05:00

To all who happens to pass by my blog, hope you all had a happy christmas! *** I had a slightly wonderful time this Christmas. Slightly because Christmas here would never be the same as Christmas in the Philippines. But I'm getting used to it. I mean, sure, I miss those simbang gabis, where I try to wake up at 330 in the morning just to go to mass with my friends (although half the time I'm

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Why doesn't love last? I don't want to be jaded anymore. I don't want to be a cynic now since I already have J with me. But people and events make me, once again, become the unbeliever. Why doesn't love last? My friend from work, who is married for five years, told me yesterday she doesn't love her husband anymore. No, she's not a battered wife. In fact, she even told me that her husband is a

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1103412564985419922004-12-18T17:34:00.000-05:002004-12-18T18:29:24.986-05:00

Haven't blogged for a while. Been so busy with school and work. Hay salamat tapos na ang Finals ko sa school. Thankfully, I can say that I survived Anatomy and Physio I. Pasado naman. Next sem I have to take Anatomy & Physio II. Hayyy. Memorization na naman. Kakasawa. *** Kailangan kong magsulat sa Filipino for a while. Feeling ko kasi alam nung friend ko sa trabaho itong blog na ito. And that's

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1102417519536672562004-12-07T05:59:00.000-05:002004-12-07T06:05:19.536-05:00

The search is over I hated him for a long time. But I'm finding out, everyday, I'm growing up to be more and more like him. Him who cannot stay still... I am now his female version. But I'm going to change that. The chase for that one true love is over. I finally slid right smack into the arms of an angel. **** I was so busy at work tonight. And it's going to be like this till January.

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1102065656165950162004-12-03T04:14:00.000-05:002004-12-03T04:20:56.166-05:00

I'm no pushover anymore Nine months after I obtained my driver's license, I finally blew my horn at this stupid driver who cut me off at a three way stop, which almost caused me an accident. (yet again) I don't usually do that. I usually let these stupid drivers get away with it. But not anymore. Heck, gusto ko ngang babaan yung driver para sigawan e. WAla lang. That felt good! *** Finally

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1101971868615257912004-12-02T02:12:00.000-05:002004-12-02T02:17:48.616-05:00

Ubos na ang aking pasensya, I promise Dahil two weeks pa lang yung i-pod sa akin, e nasira na (It doesn't wanna open anymore, doesn't wanna charge...), I returned it to Best Buy and bought another Mp3 player. Syempre ayoko na sa ipod kasi i read reviews nga na mabilis masira, lipat na ko sa iriver H320. Okay naman. Mas maganda nga sa ipod. May FM tuner, then u can also put pictures in it. Kaso

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1101718064185897112004-11-29T03:43:00.000-05:002004-11-29T03:47:44.186-05:00

D ko alam kung matatawa ako o maiinis sa kachismisan ng mga pinoy. Well, apparently balita daw dun sa dati kong job that yesterday there were police in our house, coz apparently may tinatago daw kaming baril???? Tama ba yun? Never really got all the details of the chismis coz my bro just told me about it. ANyway, in the first place... We don't have any guns at home. Second, if ever we have

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1101647979830839002004-11-28T07:31:00.000-05:002004-11-28T08:31:56.410-05:00

I admit... last week I had some major problems I had to deal with... involving me, the direction of my life and most esp. my relationship with Jason. I admit that I spent hours, days even, thinking that I do not want to have a boyfriend in my life right now. I admit that the past came back to haunt me. I admit that I honestly thought Jason was just a rebound. I admit that I thought I'm not

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1101421883611351182004-11-25T17:23:00.000-05:002004-11-25T17:31:23.610-05:00

How do you say GRRR???? J and I had a fight today. And I'm still angry. Times like this, I wonder why I'm going out with someone, whose culture clashes with mine. There are just some things he can't understand with my culture, or maybe with the way I was brought up. And there are some things I could never understand with the way he grew up, his beliefs and his way of thinking. Sometimes it is

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1101289190117151272004-11-24T04:36:00.000-05:002004-11-24T04:39:50.116-05:00

Ha! It felt good to finally stand up to a bully. Remember that post I wrote where this guy from work discriminated me? Well, guess what? He tried to do that again last night, and I finally spoke up. I said, "You better stop that or I'm going to tell the Supervisor..." To that he replied, "Huh, I'm scared!", all the while sneering at me. So I said, "Well, you should be because I'm serious.

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don't mind that last post. it was the booze talking after all. I felt fine in the morning. :) ***

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Thinking is making me crazy I better stop thinking too much. I'm making myself crazy.... I'm scared. I'm actually very scared again. I don't understand myself anymore. I don't know what I feel now. Maybe I'm just not really cut out to have long-lasting relationships. Maybe I'm really just worn out with love right now. It's not them... it's me. I just can't seem to stay. The gods of doubts

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1100858358162198542004-11-19T04:55:00.000-05:002004-11-19T04:59:18.163-05:00

I finally got an answer to what's been bothering me for this whole week. Thanks to this guy I work with, who gave me the answers thru his intellectually, and emotionally stimulating talks. Everything finally clicked into place. I now know what to do. And I feel relief now that a smile finally broke out from me. It was a dead star afterall.

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1100818258266024312004-11-18T17:31:00.000-05:002004-11-18T17:52:17.603-05:00

Dead Stars Why had he obstinately clung to that dream? So all these years-since when?-he had been seeing the light of dead stars, long extinguished, yet seemingy still in their appointed places in the heavens. -Dead Stars by Paz MArquez Benitez *** Oh how I wish this would hold true for me... I wish I'm just 'seeing the light of dead stars'. *** Read the story so you know what I'm talking

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How to forget? I've been cranky all week, it's a wonder Jason still loves me. I've been in a depressed state that not even my baby can summon up a small smile from me. And I can't even blame it on PMS. (Although that's been my excuse to jason) I know exactly why I'm acting this way, and it's not good. I feel so guilty for feeling this way. Darn it. I just want to shoot the memories dead.

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Do you settle? Do you settle for second best, because the one thing that you really wanted is out of reach? Or do you go with the idea, if you can't have it, you'd rather not have anything at all? Do you settle in love? Because you can't have the one you love, you'd rather have the one who will be there for you and love you? I don't know where these questions lead... but I know one thing... I

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1100467637576966142004-11-14T16:00:00.000-05:002004-11-14T16:27:17.576-05:00

This is my thank you To all those who went to me, and my cousins' birthday bash last night, thank you so much. Thanks for all the gifts! They are all so much appreciated. :) I esp. love that purple poncho that my Auntie Beth gave me. I looked sophisticated on that. :) Thanks for having fun with all of us. Thanks to all of my friends who came. Thanks to my baby for decorating the house with

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1099813923594351752004-11-07T02:39:00.000-05:002004-11-07T02:52:03.593-05:00

happy bday to me My birthday came early for me. I received the best gift so far. My baby gave me an i-pod. ain't that cool? :) Now, I've been sitting here all night in front of my computer downloading songs from my cd to my ipod. 290 songs so far. 4, 710 songs to go. hehe. D ko na alam san pa ako kukuha ng mga songs para lang mapuno ito. *** Another early bday treat for me is my passing of my

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1099389771595394062004-11-02T04:57:00.000-05:002004-11-02T05:02:51.596-05:00

I find that having a boyfriend ruins my social life. Not that I'm complaining. All the parties I go to, all the movies I watch, all the restaurants I go to, I go with my boyfriend. But sometimes I just miss hanging out with my friends. But I can't. Not because I don't want to. It's because I honest to goodness just don't have the time. I spend my time either working or studying. Then the

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1099204442913411862004-10-31T01:37:00.000-05:002004-10-31T16:11:07.650-05:00

I had lived Have you ever wished that you could go back in time and change all the things that you did wrong in your past? I know I ask this question a lot here in my blog. Maybe because a part of my life I want to change so badly. I have so many regrets in my life, wishing all the time that things be different. But then again, when I stop to think about it, what do I really want to change in

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1097992858189185742004-10-17T01:40:00.000-04:002004-10-17T02:00:58.190-04:00

2 Months My relationship with Jason is far from perfect. We are so different in so many ways that sometimes I wonder how we can stand each other. We had our share of silly little fights and big-not-so-silly-fights. He has certain beliefs that I don't share mainly because we have different cultures. Sometimes he annoys me. Sometimes I upset him. But then these are but little things that put

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1097462978736045992004-10-10T22:39:00.000-04:002004-10-10T23:13:46.550-04:00

Nagpaparamdam ulit ako After a long bout of absence from the blogging community, I'm finally back. Been busy this couple of weeks with school, work, Jason and home. First of, school... I spent the last couple of weeks memorizing the bones of the body. I think I made my co-workers a little fed up with me telling them over and over again the bones of their skull, their vertebral column, their

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1096569795991077042004-09-30T14:35:00.000-04:002004-09-30T14:43:15.990-04:00

Exam week This week is very busy for me. So busy that I have to cancel out a date with my baby. He was a little upset because he says he misses me a lot but I can't do anything about it because I had to study really hard for our prelim exams on Anatomy and Computer class. So far so good. I mean, I already took the Computer exams and I think I aced it. Well, it's really pretty easy to ace

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1096272511764285302004-09-27T03:57:00.000-04:002004-09-27T04:08:31.766-04:00

Finally Jason finally, finally met my parents yesterday at my cousin Angela Joy's birthday party. And so far so good. He and my dad talked a lot, and that's a good thing because my exes never had the chance to talk to my dad. Mostly because they're scared of him. Sissies. I like how he blends well with my family. He joined some of the children's games (which I joined too!). That's what I like

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1095842273293600932004-09-22T13:28:00.000-04:002004-09-22T13:33:45.403-04:00

Random Thoughts After nine long days in London, my parents finally came back home in the quiet suburbs of South Jersey. They had fun, as I can tell by their unending narration of what they did in London. They visited the Buckingham Palace, where they had the grand tour. Ain't they lucky? They also watched theatrical plays, Mama Mia and Les Miserables. I'm jealous! I should've come with them,

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1095556678916163392004-09-18T21:10:00.000-04:002004-09-19T00:45:51.433-04:00

I'm in Heaven Is it possible to be not only happy as I am today, but to be also contented with my life? I feel like I am so blessed. And I am just so contented and happy that a smile seemed to be forever etched on my face. I finally introduced Jason to the whole family. Well, not the whole family because my mom and dad are in London right now so they didn't yet meet him. But I already

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1095156715448531492004-09-14T06:02:00.000-04:002004-09-18T21:10:43.566-04:00

One Month Today I was dreading this day. This day where we celebrate our monthsary. You see, I got my heart broken the last time on our exact first month my ex and I got together. And now that I have a new love, I was sorta' dreading the first monthsary. I guess it was a traumatic experience for me the last time and I thought it would happen again this time. But you know what I realized? Jason

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Night of Fun -- and Drunkenness I've been a bad girl last night. I called out from work, told them I'm sick, and proceeded to party with Jason. We went bowling to prove to him that I was just letting him win that first time we bowled. He got a sprained ankle, but what do you know, he still beat me. In fairness, we both stink last night. My balls kept going to the gutter and no matter what I do

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1094446614618689562004-09-06T01:51:00.000-04:002004-09-06T00:56:54.616-04:00

picture bonanza look at me and my cousins, ain't we just cute? :) O diba, pwedeng pang-star circle?:)

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1094370651895020742004-09-05T03:32:00.000-04:002004-09-05T03:50:51.896-04:00

I miss home I was so preoccupied with Jason these past few weeks that I almost, almost forgot this homesickness I feel since the day I left Philippines. But with an unexpected call from an old friend, it all came crashing back - missing home, my sisters and most esp. the friends I left behind. I never really realized how much I miss my friends until JP gave a surprise call last Friday. And we

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1094228593063383292004-09-03T11:51:00.000-04:002004-09-03T12:28:43.953-04:00

What to write??? Having a boyfriend seems to drain the creative side of me. Everyday I find fewer and fewer things to write. Ooooorrrr I am just too lazy to update my blog. Must be the latter. Anyway... what's new??? Started my fall classes last week. I'm only taking two classes. It was supposed to be three but I dropped one because of my hectic (?) schedule. That and I want to concentrate on

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1093924124021209912004-08-30T23:24:00.000-04:002004-08-30T23:48:44.023-04:00

Bowling fever I've always loved bowling. I'm never good at it, and most often than not, my ball rolls down the gutter, but I love love love it. I shout, I shriek, I scream, I do my crazy dance moves and I don't care if people are already looking at me. Jason and I went to a bowling alley earlier. And boy did I have fun. I beat him once. Although he said that that was the first and the last time

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1093510400228741362004-08-26T04:47:00.000-04:002004-08-26T05:59:50.796-04:00

Will this last? Being the jaded person that I am, I cannot help but wonder how long this will last. It feels so good that sometimes I wonder if it really is happening to me, if it is real, if it's not just a dream.I feel that God has given me another chance at love, and I'm scared that I might screw up again. I'm scared to wake up one day, become the unbeliever one more time, and then in the end

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1093428119884860252004-08-25T05:44:00.000-04:002004-08-25T06:01:59.883-04:00

An almost collision I almost hit a family of deer last night! It was so dark that I didn't notice those deer were standing in the middle of the road. When I saw them I shouted an obscenity and hit my brakes very hard that its a wonder my airbags didn't deploy. Jason found it funny though. He was sitting in my passenger seat when that happened. He didn't see the deer either. But he said that

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1093320692986872222004-08-23T23:52:00.000-04:002004-08-24T00:11:32.986-04:00

Exploring Philly Jason took me to South Street in Philly today. The place reminds me so much of Manila. After living in the suburbs for more than a year now, that place was a refreshing change to me. It is crowded with people, crazy taxi drivers everywhere, shops left and right, diners, bars and all that city stuff that I kinda' miss. I had fun. We went to every shop that we passed by. And

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1093245333519741742004-08-23T03:15:00.000-04:002004-08-23T04:18:47.956-04:00

How can I not fall? You look at me directly in the eye and say you love me... You stare at me, and even though I'm wearing my crappiest outfit, no make-up on, hair sticking out all over, and dark circles under the eyes because of lack of sleep, you say I'm beautiful... You cooked spaghetti for me when I mentioned that I'm craving that stuff... You pack me dinner everytime I go to work... You

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1092702252727493402004-08-16T19:16:00.000-04:002004-08-16T20:24:12.726-04:00

embarrasing indeed I went to the library earlier to take the test that I missed in my Psychology class, when I was attacked by my laziness to study. I was so sick (as in literally, headache, runny nose, uncontrollable cough) that I couldn't concentrate on the test. I was just thinking that I need to finish the test right away so I could go home and sleep and be miserable in my bed. I was

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1092530691826182842004-08-14T20:37:00.000-04:002004-08-15T03:14:16.920-04:00

I feel like I just plunged in to very deep water and I'm drowning and I don't know how to swim back to the surface. Damn. I'm very confused right now. And I realized something that scares me very very much. I have the power to hurt him. He really likes me that much, and I don't know if I could ever give him the love he deserves. He is a very very good man. And I'm a girl who just doesn't

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1092068637806282352004-08-12T12:17:00.000-04:002004-08-12T12:44:13.596-04:00

Some people are just born lucky There are those chosen few who only gets to kiss one frog, and this frog turns out to be their prince. But for some people like me, it is unfortunate that we have to kiss quite a few frogs before we can finally find the right prince. My bestfriend Ivy is one of those chosen few. She met her boyfriend of, er was it four years already?, and the love they have for

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1092037114756966142004-08-09T03:25:00.000-04:002004-08-09T04:12:38.270-04:00

Is this a bad idea? I have second thoughts about going out with skaterboy. It's because we both work at the same place and people are bound to talk. And I don't like that. And he gets in trouble just by talking to me. Just like tonight, he got into a fight with this guy. Geez, I felt like I was the reason why those two were fighting. And it's not a good feeling I tell you. Contrary to popular

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1091955702537781332004-08-08T04:20:00.000-04:002004-08-08T05:01:42.536-04:00

Yesterday is a productive day for a day-off I usually spend my saturdays sleeping the whole day and waking up when the sun has already set. Thus, my day off is ruined. But yesterday, wonder of wonders, I actually woke up around 1:30 in the afternoon, called Mags and made plans to finally watch I, Robot. The movie turned out to be good. It was awesome actually. And Will Smith is such a hottie!

joycehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02649979571410172580noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678044.post-1091868606910459472004-08-07T04:41:00.000-04:002004-08-07T04:50:06.910-04:00

I haven't seen him for a week, and now I miss him! hayyy... I'm going to refer to him here as Skater boy because he told me used to skateboard, ergo the nickname skaterboy. His real name is Jason. He's 4 years older than me. He's an American. I used to say that I would never go out with an American, but now I changed my mind. Again. He's nice. He's funny. And he makes me blush! Hehe. Ewan ko

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