Hooked on Bleach

I have been following Bleach for several months now and I can't wait for the ending. Apparently, this show has been going on since August 2001 and right now, it is far from reaching its final episode, and I'm hooked.

This story is about my favorite character Kurosaki Ichigo, who gained Shinigami powers when Kuchiki Rukia was injured while fighting a hollow and lend him her power. You can read everything you want to know here:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bleach_(manga)

(By the way, Wikipedia has become my favorite source of info about anything and everything. It seems they have resource on every subject I am looking for and they never failed me, hehe.)

I had fun reading forum threads by fellow fans like me at:
www.bleachforums.com

My co-worker here at PODD also gave me Bleach soundtracks and they're currently playing in my Winamp right now. My favorite is the one by D-Tecnolife performed by UVERworld, hehehe..(Oooohhhoooohhh.. hizunda kioku no you na toki no naka de itsuka wakari aeru kara... whatever that means).

If you want to download the Bleach songs, you can have it here:
http://www.bleachportal.net/bleach/multimedia/openings_closings

And the Lyrics here: (There are also English translations of the lyrics, cool..)
http://www.animelyrics.com/anime/bleach

Bleach Pics, galleries and Wallpapers here:
http://wallpapers.theotaku.com/category.php?id=187
http://www.animewallpapers.com/wallpapers/bleach/
http://www.bleachpictures.com/
http://www.bleachportal.net/gallery/

I saw Bleach action figures at Ayala and am planning to buy Orihime.. hehehe. I already gave Gigi the action figure of Renji, his favorite character.

Cheers..

Bee Scandal, Literally!

Gigi saw this shameless insects mating on a banana leaf. And we shameless humans took photos of their "deed" (for educational purposes, hehehe)..


I noticed that the female bee is bigger. Weng asked how I knew which is the female bee. The one whose being ridden of course, haha. No brainer.

These pics are really educational; I read about queen bees today.

I learned that a queen bee's function is just to lay eggs, in other words, her vagina is an "egg factory", hehehe. During reproduction season, she will go out from the colony on a warm, sunny day to mate with 12 - 15 drones (the bitch!). She will only have a limited time to mate, and if she is unable to fly because of bad weather and remains unmated, she will become a "drone layer", meaning she will only produce male bees for life, thus, death for the colony. (Yup, they can't live without us women). A healthy queen bee can lay about 2,000 eggs per day and all her needs will be tended by her slaves, like giving her food and cleaning up her poopoos and weewees. And the young workers also lick her body "pheromones". This pheromones is eaten by the worker bees so that they can't lay eggs of their own. (Yeah, they don't a need coup d'etat or maybe the queen is just selfish. Imagine, 12 - 15 drones???...hmmm).

Cheers!

Gigi's Poem

I made a post awhile back about men being better at writing. I asked Gigi to make me a poem. Here it is:

Hubag

Pagkasakit gayud sa akong tiil,
Tungod kini sa akong hubag.
Nahitabo kini niadtong gabi-una,
na ako mahulog sa sanga.

Pagkalami man gud gayud sa bonga,
Sa mangga ni lola Juana.
Nang kami nasapnan sa pagpanguha,
Wala gyud ko nagduha-duha og ambak.

Mao cguro ning tawag nilang gaba,
Ang akong nasinati karong adlawa.
Sa sunod nakong pangpanguha,
Kamunggay nlang tingali og kalabasa.

Hmmm.. Not bad, I think.. hehe

cheers..

because i'm bored

The template doesn't work on Mozilla firefox.. :(
Still have to trace those codes.
I'm tired.
I'm lonely.
I'm sick.
I'm bored.
I'm sleepy.
I want to go home now.
I want to rest.

resolutions, realizations 2006

- I'll make my own happiness. It won't depend on anybody else.
- I'll take care of myself. I'm the only one who knows best.
- I'll get what I want. I'll do what I want. If anybody has a problem with it, then that's their problem.
- I won't care what anybody think. People forget easily.
- I will give only if I feel like it.
- I will be nice only if I feel being nice.
- I won't be forced doing something I don't like.
- If I feel I need a break, then I'll take a break.
- If I want to splurge, then I will.
- I know the difference between right and wrong. I'll defend the right and fight against the wrong.
- Love without reserve.
- Cry hard for a broken heart.
- Laugh at every opportunity.
- Stand up if I fall, brush off the dirt. Bruises always heal.
- I'll do my best just for the sake of doing my best.
- Never regret, never linger at what ifs.
- Have faith in God. I know and He knows our relationship.
- Value friends.
- Protect the people I love.
- Be thankful for every blessing received.
- I will embrace my loneliness. There's no helping it.
- I will value my worth. No bargains. No crumbs.
- Sometimes, changes hurt. I'll cry.
- Oftentimes, I am stupid. I'll accept.
- Always, I am impulsive. I'll manage.
- Sometimes, the person I love can hurt me the most. I'll bleed.
- But still, love without reserve.. :)

For the one person who's given me his love, concern, care and friendship and whom I've shared a million laughters, fun bickerings and suffered my fickleness, I am grateful for everything.

For the family that I will always miss and who always gives their support when I needed it the most.. I am lucky to have a home to run to.

Yummy

I am using the above photo as my YM avatar, and I am amused by the comments I received about it. Read:

Rey Gigants: yap.grabe ka sexy, as in..
Rey Gigants: mingawon man sad ta ana sa akong asawa
Michelle: hahahahaha
Rey Gigants: naa kay whole pic ana?
Rey Gigants: send be
Michelle: naa..
Michelle: kajut lang ha
Rey Gigants: send sa ako email

----

Ayanzee: taga-i kuno ko ug full picture ana ni angelica beh?
Ayanzee: na-intirgia gyud ko niya da
Michelle: hahaha
Ayanzee: hahaha
Michelle: oks
Ayanzee: hala kayasa
Ayanzee: baby pa man ni siya kaayo sa una uy
Ayanzee: kayasa paytera gyud ni angelica diha uy

----

harold: sexy lage kag avatar
Michelle: yeah, of course
harold: e send sa akong email
Michelle: hahaha
harold: tawa raba
harold: lami kau c angelica oi
Michelle: nyahahhaha...
Michelle: oh my God... pareha jud mog comment tanan
Michelle: LAMI
harold: bwahahah
harold: dako kaau ug boobs

----

and this from no other than Gigi:

kits: kita njd ko avatar nmo..
Michelle: daghan kau kog fans..
kits: ahehehhe
kits: lami-ah jud ni angelika oi..
Michelle: hahahhaha
Michelle: luuda nimo oi
Michelle: manyak
kits: sus! angelikahhh...
Michelle: hahaha.. manyak ka!
kits: adto nako ofis. babosh... *hugs angelikahhh tyt*
Michelle: pag-angelica na dra kaw
Michelle: ayuko na sayo


All of them has one word for her. And that is LAMIIIIII... (Extended with this icon attached---> )

Hahaha.. Boys will be boys.

cheers..

Hate Me by Blue October

I could listen to this song whole day. What is it with sad stories, sad songs, sad etc that could trigger emotions from us??? It certainly creates greater impact than happy stuff.. I wonder.

Anyways, this is my current favorite song, but will change without further notice.. hehe.

Watch! Listen! Click: Hate Me by Blue October

Sing Along with this lyrics, too:

Artist: Blue October
Song: Hate Me

Mother: Hi Justin! This is your mother it is 2:33 on Monday afternoon. I was just calling to see how you were doing. You sounded really uptight last night, it made me a little nervous, and a little, well it made me nervous, but it sounded like you were nervous too. I just want to make sure you are really okay and wanted to see if you were checking in on your medication too. You know I love ya. Take care honey, I know you're under a lot of pressure. See ya. Bye Bye!

(Verse 1)
I have to block out thoughts of you, so i don't loose my head
They crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed
Dropping little reels of tape to remind me that I'm alone
Playing movies in my head that make a porno feel like home
There's a burning in my pride, a nervous bleeding in my brain
An ounce of peace is all I want for you, Will you never call again?
And will you never say that you love me just to put it in my face
And will you never try to reach me, it is I that wanted this

(Chorus)
Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you
Hate me and wait, yeah wait for it to swollow
Hate me so you can finally see whats good for you

(Verse 2)
I'm sober now for 3 whole months, it's one accomplishment that you helped me with
The one thing that always tore us apart is the one thing that I won't touch again
In a sick way I want to thank you for holding my head up late at night While I was busy waging wars on myself, you were trying to stop the fight
You never doubted my warped opinoins on things like suicidal hate
You made me compliment myself when it was way too hard to take
So I'll drive so fucking far away that I'll never cross your mind
And do whatever it takes in your heart to leave me behind

(Chorus)
Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you
Hate me and wait, yeah wait for it to swollow
Hate me so you can finally see whats good for you


(Verse 3)
And when the sad hard eyes say bye to you and wave
Kicking shadows on the street for every mistake that I have made
And like a baby boy I never was a man
Until I saw your blue eyes cry and I held your face in my hand
And then I found out I can't make it go away, just make it stop
Come back and shine just like it used to be
And then she whispered "How could you did this to me?"

(Chorus)
Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you
Hate me and wait, yeah wait for it to swollow
Hate me so you can finally see whats good for you, for you, for you, for you...


-------

Gosh, I just looovvve the Youuu-hoooo part!

cheers..

Looking Ahead

It's almost Christmas, soon it will be my birthday. Then the New Year will come and go, then Valentines Day, then it'll be Christmas again. And so the cycle continues..

Next year, Samsam will be leaving to work in the US, probably on January, for I don't know how long. And I will miss him. We have been friends since college and I know most of what he's doing while we're here in Cebu. Through Gigi, of course..hehe. We got pretty close here because we do not have other matters to be busy with. So we just bear each others' company. And I'm sure they suffer my constant presence at their apartment, hehe.. They're stuck with me.

Next year, Samsam won't be around to do the usual stuff with. There will be 1 person less to talk to, to annoy, to make fun at, to tease, to match up with Jansci..hehe.. And I don't know that when he'll be back maybe a year or two from now, he'll be the same Samsam that we know. He will be doing stuff there and we'll be doing other stuff here, then we'll trade stories. But it is always better if we do all those stuff together.

Then who's next to go to Utah? Patrick? Ryan? Gigi???!! Huhuhu.. I dont think I like Wats that much.

And that's that.

I still have to get used to his "going away". Come to think of it, Mae is in Manila and Escuts is in Iligan and I don't have any news about them lately. Maybe because the US is like the moon in my way of thinking while Mae and Escuts are just a few minutes' flight away. And speaking of my bestest best friends, I wonder what's going on with their lives now.. I haven't heard from them for some time. To think that we were inseparable a few years back... :(

Life really isn't what it's used to be and will continue to be different from what we want and what we expected.

What does life and future have in store for me? I am hoping for inner peace. I will be 23 this coming December and I hope I will get a little bit more mature. But I am doubtful.

Back to my inner peace thingy, since I stepped on Cebu, it seemed that I am always seeking for something. And I am still looking. I am pretty much a Home-buddy and I want to go home to a place that feels like one. I have not found my peace over this being away-from-home-and-being-independent thing. I still continually wish for Mama to shop with, Papa to make lambing with, Dodong to bug with, home-cooked meals to eat, Monggo to cook, a room to daydream at and be alone . I continually wish for the at-home feeling. Will I find that in Cebu? For sure I will find that in Iligan but will it feel the same with most of my friends and Gigi somewhere else? Home is where the heart is, they say. I don't know where my heart is at, and that's what makes it complicated.

As for now, life and future is still pretty hazy for me. I live a pointless life and I don't see a bright future ahead. I'm pathetic.. Better be dead, right? hehhehe.. Ok, I'll find myself some psycho killer..

Haayy.. Don't get me wrong. I am cheerful today.. :D <--- see?

cheers...

CHANNING TATUM!!

EEEEEEE!!!!!! Channingggg!!!!
I'm in love with Channing Tatum again. Di najud ni mausab, di na mailisan... Period Ever!!!

I have forgotten every other man in my life. Gigi who?? Superman who?? Si Channing nalang ang nabilin.. Walang kokontra! This is my final answer! No Call a Friend, no 50-50 choice. Final! 100%!!! Haaaayyy...

This is how my Desktop looks like right now:



Igat kau sila no?? And look at that biceps.. Ako unta nang bae oi.. pistot. nganong naa man ko dire pinas oi, ahak. Aww. HAHAHHAHA!!

Here's some Channing Tatum links:
http://www.moviewallpapers.net/wallpapers/stepup/1_1024.jpg
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NRViFfv8slg&NR
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3rd8glWbZds
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hW577JFWxwo

Ah basta. search lang mog "Channing Tatum" sa Google, Yahoo, Youtube and etc and you'll get it.

No time to think something to write in pure English.. Ang buto-buto sa akong kasing-kasing dili maapas sa paglihok sa akong utok.. nyahahaha!! Oh my God I'm going crazy.. hahahahahah.. kiata nako oi.. Haaayy.. Channing.. kung magkita ta, layatan ko gayud ikaw!! hahahaha...

Mao ra to.. Naa pa untay daghan pero murag buang naman ko paminawon.

cheers..

On prose and poetry

I was browsing a website designed by our company (PODD) titled Pinoy Poets and I came across this poem:

A Love Letter
by Dwane Arboleda

Sometimes I see shadows
where there shouldn't be.
Movement
when everything is still.
Sometimes I think
I'm going crazy
all alone.

And then I met you
and loved you.

Now I see glimmers
in the shadows,
Serenity in a
raging storm.
I still think
I'm going crazy
at least now
I'm not alone.

I love its simplicity and directness. It is a short poem but I was touched. Anyways, this post is not about that particular poem, LOL. I browsed over several of the poems and I noticed that most of the poems posted on the site were written by men. So do most of the poems I loved like Manggang Hilaw and Worms. This made me think and wonder since our perception is that women have the expressive, emotional, and sensitive nature compared to men. And poems, I think is one of the best media to convey emotion.

Then I thought, many of the best poets in history are men. Shakespeare, Robert Frost, Robert Browning, Edgar Allan Poe... I'm looking at a list right now and I'm seeing a lot of men's names. Maybe men are better at putting emotions into words. Maybe they are more creative with using them while women just throw it all out without finesse.. hehe. So with this in mind, I asked Gigi to make a poem. Let's see if it is any good.. hehe.. :)

I was searching for more poems and I found this cute one:

Scrambled

I climbed up the door and
I opened the stairs.
I said my pajamas
and buttoned my prayers.

I turned off the covers
and pulled up the light.
I’m all scrambled up since
she kissed me last night.


Awww.. how sweet. Hehe.

And I also found this poem written by Queen Elizabeth Tudor I.

ON MONSIEUR'S DEPARTURE

I grieve and dare not show my discontent,
I love and yet am forced to seem to hate,
I do, yet dare not say I ever meant,
I seem stark mute but inwardly to prate.
I am and not, I freeze and yet am burned.
Since from myself another self I turned.

My care is like my shadow in the sun,
Follows me flying, flies when I pursue it,
Stands and lies by me, doth what I have done.
His too familiar care doth make me rue it.
No means I find to rid him from my breast,
Till by the end of things it be supprest.

Some gentler passion slide into my mind,
For I am soft and made of melting snow;
Or be more cruel, love, and so be kind.
Let me or float or sink, be high or low.
Or let me live with some more sweet content,
Or die and so forget what love ere meant


Finally, here's my favorite Haiku:

Snow melts.
Suddenly, the village
is full of children.

That's all I wanna write.. :)

cheers..

Ramblings of an unfit mind

STUCK, TRAPPED, HELPLESS

Please..I can do this
God bear with me
Im holding tight to slim hope
Blindness envelops me
Surrounding, consuming, constricting

Endless line
Infinite loop
Im stuck without direction.
Sinking in a quicksand
Drowning, grasping, dying

Tired of drifting
But can't seem to move
Im sick, when will this end?
Want to run back home
Comfort, contentment, love

Finding Nemo

Judging from the comments of friends from the previous post, I think I'm better at writing sad stories.. I'd love to make one right now, but I'm not in the mood. And honestly, I dont think I can take that too much drama anyways. I guess, there's a little of Kathleen in me when it comes to matters of the heart. Too emotional and too sensitive.

Well anyways, I had a great weekend. One of the best. Patrick invited us to his joint bithday celebration with one of their kaberks. We went island hopping at Mactan Island and snorkelled at the fish sanctuary. Needless to say, I enjoyed it a lot, first one to jump in the water.

I really didn't know how to snorkel, even wore the gear upside down with Sam-sam as witness. I know.. I'm ignorant. But with little practice and practically doing gums-to-gums with the previous user of the snorkel, I managed.

There were a lot of fishes! Blue fishes and brown fishes and red fishes and striped fishes and big fishes and tiny fishes and medium fishes and other fishes. Did I mention there were a lot of fishes? There were a lot of fishes! hehehehhe..

We fed them pieces of bread and schools of them went attacking them in just minutes. It was cool and it was scary at the same time. Specially when the big ones went to the crumbs. Much like a piranha movie.

I loved swimming there. I'll bully Gigi to bring me there again. Even if it means he has to paddle, hahaha. Really, I would love to go there again. Next time, I'll come prepared. I'll bring my own snorkel so I wont have to put something in my mouth that comes from other swimmers, I'll bring sunscreen lotion so I wouldn't be as red as I am now, maybe a pair of fins for my feet would be cool.. hehe.

I want to go to the fishes.. huhuhuhuhu.. I want to find Nemo..
Charness. Hehehe.

cheers..

a letter to someone

I never wanted to keep you away from them, I was only asking for a little attention. You spend 24 hours with some and more than 10 hours with a few. What is an hour or 2 compared to that? I even encourage you to not miss any of the hangouts you do with them.

I wish this ache will disappear. I never wanted to hurt someone because I never want to be hurt, who does? And yet I am aching without compare. And hurting someone, too. I barely can take this. I can barely take a breathe without having the urge to cry. It's eating me minute by minute of my waking hours. I do not know how to sleep, if ever I could. I wish I could sleep with someone to watch over me who cares. I wish for a white senselessness.

I was never this needy. I was never this vulnerable in my entire life. I miss the comforts of my family. I miss the embrace of loved ones. I want to be with familiar faces, familiar touch and familiar scene. I dont want to keep a face, pretending I'm okay when I'm not. I want to cry on friendly shoulders.

I depended on you. And I ruined everything. Is it so bad to ask for attention when I need it? Maybe I didn't ask correctly. Maybe I was too demanding, maybe I was too stupid to just expect it. You have your life, I know. I seem to forget that.

Why does it have to hurt this way? I wish for heart to stop beating. I want to apologize. I did. But it seems you arent taking it. I understand. I will try to bear this. It's just that I don't know how.

Where did I go wrong? Where was I wrong? Was I wrong to depend on you, I'm sorry. Was I wrong to ask for something you are not willing and able to give anymore? I'm sorry. Was I wrong to give you too much and you're stifled? I'm sorry. Was I wrong to expect something I was not working to deserve? I'm sorry. Was I wrong to love you too much? I am sorry. And I am guilty.

Maybe this all for a reason. God knows my relation with Him and maybe He is giving me a lesson. Or maybe a punishment. I know I deserve one. I just don't know how to get through this. I can't see.

Maybe I am being over melodramatic. Maybe it's just my way.

I know he will never read this. But I just hope he will. But I don't care. I don't want to care.

The least I could ask is for you to accept my apology. Even just a simple "Hi". Is it too much to give to someone you used to care? Everything I wish for is your apology and a promise to TRY to be better. But if I have my way, I wish everything will be alright. But I know I can't wish that, I know you don't feel anything anymore. And I'm devastated.

DOA rocks!

Just saw DOA (Dead or Alive) last Sunday and it sure rocks! The girls were hot, I wish I were one of them. I really like Christie best. She's sexy, seductive and naughty. She knows that men can't resist her and she uses that to her advantage to get what she wants. You go girl!

Haay.. I just wish I were that sexy. Maybe I should start that gym thing I was planning for a long time. But working out is such a hassle and I just don't have the energy to go to the gym from the office after work, sweat for 2 hours then ride a jeep to ayala then another one to get home.. I'd rather sleep after work and dream of a perfect figure. hehehe.. oh well.

cheers..

just rambling..

it's been a while since i posted here. i changed my url because there are just thoughts that i can not share with some people. i know that with the search engine, everything is traceable. i just thought it was a good idea to change url at the time.

a lot has happened lately and there are only a few happy things that i could think of.

i had the longest weekend ever.. i'll just leave it at that.

went home for a few days. glad to see nothing's changed much at home. it's the same house, the same room and its as if i were not away for months.

not in the mood now. i'll write again when i have a more cheerful topic to write about.

cheers.

My Visayan poem

Chelito has this blog full of Visayan poems/lyrics. I'm a jealous person so I'm making one for myself, hehe.. Had the chance to "compose" while waiting for Gigi to arrive from work yesterday. This is before S^&%$! happened.. hehe.
You've got to read this, hahahahha....


Asa Na si Gigi

Ako naglingkod dre sa tugkaran
Atubangan sa balay nga ilang giabangan
Nagtagad ni Gigi kay ingon cya ako muadto
Sa ilang balay, kay cya dre mudiretso.

Apan pag-abot ko, diari walay tawo
Walay mabuhat kon dili magpungko
Ug magpaabot hangtod cya muabot,
Kung kanus-a, ako muingon ug "Ambot".

Ako una isugilon ngano ako ngari napad-pad
Kini man god si Gigi sigeg sakit ang tiyan
Pipila na ka adlaw kini walay lungtad
Mao kami nagsabot muadto sa doktor, ipatan-aw iya tiyan.

Hay nako, asa naman intawon cya.
Gikapoy nakog huna-huna'g binisaya
Unsa man ako ipares sa "binisaya"?
Hmm.. kuan nalang: "Hahahhaha..."


Ahihihihi.. It's stupid. I KNOW..

cheers..

Not my day today...

This is not my day today. I hate this day. Went to Mactan Doctors, gigi was having his ulcer checked up. went to their apt to rest. then... S#$%!

Had a talk, it was ok. Problems discussed. Too many of them. Realized some things.. Don't like the feeling.

Didn't sleep, couldn't sleep to be exact.

Had dinner with PODD. Was okey. I guess. Im here now, working my ass off. Sleepy, grainy eyes, want to sleep, want to give up.

Not my day today.

no cheers..

I love Pussycat Dolls

I love Pussycat Dolls!!! I think they're sexy, great dancers and their songs are hot.
That's all I wanna say.. =D

cheers..

A very spiritual?? composition..

I have a co-worker who serves as an altar boy throughout his school years. He said a priest financed his education from highschool to college and he served in church for almost all of his life. He's new and since I'm a little conversational when I choose to, we actually became fast friends.. :) I even paid for his fare when he and I went home from work together.. hehe.. yeah, thats me.. miss congeniality.

Well anyways, since he was such a religious guy and of course knew many stuff about God, the church, philosophy, theology, etc... I told him I want to die. He said, why? I said I am just not interested with what life has to offer.. He said Wow, that's cool.. haha.. He then sent me many philosophical quotes about life and death with authors no other than Descartes, St. Augustine, and many others and honestly, I really didn't comprehend the meaning of those quotes. It was just too deep and spiritual for my powers. Then he said that maybe if he wanted to die, his reason would be to look back at his life and know his importance, the purpose why he was sent here. Then I said, "but then you would be dead and won't be able to come back".. I thought I was being smart when I told him that and anticipated his reply. Then he answered with "That would be the only way to know your purpose. Only God knows it." He has a point.. demmit.

Today, he again sent me a quote from someone really really smart.. I dont know who but I'm certain he's dead. Please read:

A monk asked Abbot Poemen: "Father, teach me the first step in the spiritual life." The Abbot replied: "It is written, 'I will declare my sinfulness and think of my sins.'"

I was, Haaaa??? Then he explained some stuff and i still didn't get it.

Anyways, he then asked me if I have an idea where I was before I went out of my mother's vagina.. (Not that exact phrase.....but you know what I mean). I said no. Do you? I expected a Miss Universe answer and I was not disappointed. His reply was "I was told by a monk that we did not exist. But we already exist in God's plans." Wowww...

I asked him if he believes in heaven and earth and he said "Yes. Do you?"

Yes, I do believe in heaven and I wish I'd go there when I die. I even want to go there now.. But talking with Chelito makes me realize that I have many things to live for still.. i could enumerate them here, hehe:

1. I want to be married
2. I want to have children. 3 only. That' s MAXIMUM, not 4 or 5..got that gi?? better if 1 lang kay sakit sa B_L_T, hehehehehehe..
3. Visit other places
4. Ride a roller coaster, kanang taas kaau nga murag makamatay
5. I want to see celebrities, hehe..
6. Go to a Britney Spears concert. I know she's old news right now but I spent my highschool days admiring, idolizing britney spears and even fought for her. I just hate Christina Aguilera, bitch. Haha.. I spent hours at internet cafe just saving all britney pictures I could find.
7. I want to eat different, delicious cuisine.. gluttony could get me to hell.. pero please Lord make an exception.
8. I want to own a beautiful house for my family
9. Treat my parents with a shopping spree to Hongkong or a vacation in the US
10. I still want to buy cool things for myself, hehe..

I know these are shallow, but I'll just have to live for those reasons... hahaha..

Kapoy nag sulat ug ininglish, so mao ra ni.

cheers..

Please answer my question...

What's interesting with what life has to offer?


No cheers today.. Figuring out what my life is all about. Yeah.. :|