tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56780442009-10-17T05:14:58.908-04:00Only 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.comBlogger312125tag: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

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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

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

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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

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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

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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!

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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

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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

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Cutest baby in the whole wide world!!!

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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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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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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

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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

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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

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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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