tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60761612011-12-24T10:34:10.353+08:00A mermaid taken out of the sky has lots to say about the jungle.Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10166904124814676620noreply@blogger.comBlogger871100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076161.post-71279905128887112732006-12-02T12:37:00.000+08:002006-12-02T12:47:37.199+08:00

What’s worse than committing a crime?      acting as if it never happened          wanting more               realizing that your conscience is numb and                    then smiling afterwardsHow did I change and why? I see myself and realize that I don’t see me at all.That who used to be is screaming somewhere, deep inside,    locked up,        freed,          scared,              lost. Help

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10166904124814676620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076161.post-17730443043912949262006-11-11T09:35:00.000+08:002006-11-11T09:36:44.092+08:00

One thing I learned from the death of my best friend was that I should never lack the courage to say what I feel. The problem with that is I almost always explain myself wrong.There’s this thing I’m facing right now. And I know I have to say what I feel. But I don’t know how. I’m too much of a coward to put a friendship at risk. I’m also afraid to let things go the way they’re going right now,

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This can't be happening to me again.I already saw it coming.I just watched for a moment, looked away, then closed my eyes.Dark clouds are forming. No thunder, no lightning.Just dark and silent. Waiting to see what would happen next.It all runs in slow motion now.I'm screaming but there is no sound.And there you are, standing on the far side, watching for a moment. Then you look away and close

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I was going through my field notebook and found some journal entries from last year. As I was reading through them, I remembered the loss of a friend, more accurately the death of a friendship. I pained over it. I tried to save what could be saved. But he didn’t want to. I don’t blame him. Sometimes, I don’t like myself either. I don’t see the fall out as his fault; we both had a hand in it. I

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I love atsara. I say it's the best condiment ever, next to bagoong. I can live with just eating atsara and rice. I can I can I can! And of course, I can survive on bagoong and rice, too.So yesterday, our house guest, Ate Paz, who was supposed to be resting and regaining her strength, decided to try making atsara. Her mom makes the BEST atsara ever.She spent the entire day in the kitchen. Mike

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Count me in as a fan of Channing Tatum!I know it sounds corny, and girls my age probably have better things to spend their free time on, but I am going to marry him. Sorry Will Smith, but he's a younger man! HeheheStep Up had great dance routines but in my opinion, the rest of the movie was kinda boring. And I think if actors other than Channing and Jenna Dewan played the lead roles, the movie

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I helped arrange a Philippine Eagle rescue to Zamboanga today. I wish I were going too. It breaks my heart to hear what happened to the other birds. My hands were shaking while I was on the phone. It's such a good thing that at least one was found by someone with a heart.Eagles are falling from the sky. I imagine a future where eagles no longer soar.I sigh with pain. A future where the

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It was wrong to stop you. It was wrong to let you.It was wrong to say anything. It was wrong to keep my mouth shut.It's wrong for me to stay afloat while I watch you drown.It's wrong to hear my heartbreak as yours continue to beat.It was wrong for me to break a heart that is not mine.It is wrong to continue on this way, but wrong to give up on us.Too many mistakes. Too much tears. Too little

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My younger brother was in an accident yesterday.He was crossing the street to go to school and a speeding motorcycle hit him. He fell on the opposite side of the road where a taxi almost ran over him.He told me about the accident around noon. It happend early in the morning.I rushed home to check on him. He has a few scratches, a sore body and a badly sprained ankle. Other than that, he's ok.My

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Four cousinsplusSix pizzasplusThree VCDs in one nightplusTwo big bags of chipsplusTwo bars of chocolatepluscans of softdrinks and packs of juiceequalsFour happy, overfed, going-to-get-really-fat cousins.

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I apologize for my senseless, gushing little girl rhyme about mundane things.It was only after Tatit commented that I realized how, how to put it, unbecoming of me it was.So this psychotic energizer bunny is running on gasoline.Good for the bunny, bad for everyone else.Let this serve as a warning. I apologize for yesterday, I have served my warning for today, I refuse to apologize again tomorrow.

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Christmas in September came in a boxFilled with great goodies shirts, jeans and frocks.Christmas in September came through a danceHe said, "we'll talk later" now I'm waiting for my chance.

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The little girl was tired. She planned to join her family (parents, grandmother, big brother, 2 aunts and a cousin) at the beach. Yet there she was working, at home till almost 3am. She was in the office by 5am. This was not the only day she had to work extra. She begged to go home early after putting in a full day’s worth of work. She went home a bit unhappy, terribly tired and terribly lacking

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i think now, it would be safe to allow myself to get excited.i don't feel different. but tomorrow i will change.

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there are only a few things i want for my birthday this year.one is to actually celebrate it. i am almost 100% sure i would get to do that.the second is to get accepted and be able to actually go. i have no authority or power to ensure that either would come true.all i can do is wait and brace my heart for the possibility of disappointment.

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Today, I let go and let God.

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All to myself with a strangerAll to myself to knowAll to myself in dangerAll to myself to showWhose reflection is this in the mirror?Whose shadow follows me?Whose tears are these on my cheeks?Whose pain is in my heart?And yet... All to myself to realizeAll to myself to feelAll to myself to open my eyesAll to myself to healSo in the end, There will be nothing

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I haven't felt like I belong lately, except when I'm with you.

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Yesterday I had to do the right thing. It felt wrong. So wrong I missed a huge pizza fest and had to settle for 4 instead of 6.Today I'm battling people who are supposed to be on our side. Doing it so subtly I'm only doing it in my mind.Tomorrow will be another day to make my mark. But maybe I'll get lazy and just let the day pass by in stealth - overlooked, unnoticed, like a shadow of a bird

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Well, the field went well. But I take it back, now I've talked to them, i realize it's not yet officially NatGeo. They're still going to present the idea to NatGeo. So this is like a personal trip/survey thing. But regardless, they had fun, they were happy, that makes me happy.I'm still tired as heck. But I'm tired and happy so I guess that makes it ok.

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So, I've been grumbling about how the only way I'd be able to rest is if I get sick. Guess what, I got sick. But the sad part about it, I got sick while I was on field, alone. And I had to ride the motorcycle to get myself home because there was no one to pick me up. To make matters worse, it was raining. Then I took just one pill and my face automatically puffed up. So even if my fever was 40.2

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for the past two or three months, i've been feeling so burnt out. i'm too young to feel this way and it sucks that i do. i know that i'm burnt out because i always wake up as tired as i was when i fell asleep. i think i still have my eyebags from last april. i used to be the kind of person who can hike for hours on end and at the end of the day, still have enough energy to run around. i think

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Ok fine Paula! Sorry po cause I've been updating my other blog more than this one.But due to your lovely tag, and because my father is now an official blogger, I am breathing life into this blog once again. How long I can keep it alive is another question. But I think it's best to remain optimistic.I'd love to stay and type my life away right now, but unfortunately, I've got a ton of data to

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I hate cravings! I hate them! I hate them!Now I can’t concentrate on my work because all I can think about is the taste of peanut butter and the taste of pizza.I know they don’t go well together. But still…I want peanut butter and pizza.I hate cravings! I just hate them!So who wants to come with me to the pizza parlor?

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Your Dominant Intelligence is Logical-Mathematical IntelligenceYou are great at finding patterns and relationships between things.Always curious about how things work, you love to set up experiments.You need for the world to make sense - and are good at making sense of it.You have a head for numbers and math ... and you can solve almost any logic puzzle. You would make a great scientist, engineer

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Natandaan ko lang na masarap alalahanin ang mga bagay-bagay na ayaw mo nang maulit mangyari sa iyo. Malabo ba? hehehe... me, tatits, truby and chin-chin. ang sunset namin... vanity na ito but this is my best picture to date. at tuluyan nang nahilo ang maniniyut... kami po ata ang isasakay dun sa ambulansya. now if i held the bottle like that, would you believe i drank? Parrot, posing lang ito

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Hahaha... I keep on seeing Bryce saying that in tears as he rolls on the floor... Such a cute kid. So... my vanity continues... I shall shamelessly post pictures. Papa's birthday hahahaha... blurred picture... but still gives evidence that I did, indeed, stole a chocolate from the cake. yet another blurred shot... but still gives evidence to my katakawan. Work Obviously, I'm still at home

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I'm going back to the mountain. Don't cry. It's only for two weeks. Miss me ok?

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To one of my bestest best friends in the whole wide world... Happy Happy Birthday "ANGELO" MARIA DIVINAGRACIA JUSTINIANO "BADUY HARDNOSED" CANTUBA! Lots of love.

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I was reading someone else's blog today and found a link to BlogIdeas.Com. Guess what idea they suggested for me to write about today. *points nguso to title* Insert evil laugh here. I only have one person in mind. But it's a secret. I already have his death all planned out. It's gonna be good. Yes! I am evil and I love it!

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10166904124814676620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076161.post-1090976174310723832004-07-28T08:55:00.000+08:002006-10-25T13:28:43.713+08:00

just so i'll have a post... and because tabulas won't open... i just want to say... I. WANT. TO. GO. BACK. TO. SIERRA. MADRE.

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hahaha... finally... tinatamad akong magkwento at tinatamad akong magscan ng madaming pictures.. pagtiyagaan niyo na lang yan... pero mt. apo pictures first... wala lang... nakita ko lang kasing pakalat kalat sa basurahan so pinulot ko na lang... hehehe ....with the first batch of volunteers in mt. apo .... i just love this picture... wala lang... ... with the second batch of volunteers...

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I just wanted to let you know I'm still alive. That's all.

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I am going to Mt. Apo tomorrow. I will be there until May. You know how to get in touch with me. Love me miss me aight?

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Last Wednesday, Medel and I joined Councilor Leo Avila in an owl retrieval. A group of kids reportedly caught an owl and their neighbor took the owl from them and reported the incident to the councilor. It turned out to be a sub-adult grass owl. Late that afternoon, Medel, Joseph and I joined Councilor Avila during the release of the bird at Davao Memorial since there was a good patch of green

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Congrats! Your a Pure Angel! Angels, as far as mostof them go, are all compatabile creatures, butPure ones simply are symbols of God. PureAngels always appear when a child is born, whena rainbow is seen, or when someone shares theirfirst kiss. They never grow old, an can appearin the shape of a naked woman with white, boldwings. Pure angels are the carriers of god, andshow their love to everyone

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You should be wearing the colour....Green! Greenpromotes inner stability, balance, and also hasa refreshing feeling to it. You are a personwho passionately cares about the world, and arealways thinking ahead,green will promote thistrait of yours! What colour should you be wearing? brought to you by Quizilla the problem with green is that it doesn't really agree with my skin color. You're

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when i went on field last january? i finally have some pictures... hehehehe view of the bunk house... the pool is beyond that hut... and then... forest na... i just love this pool... salamat talaga for the pool... forest na beyond those huts... cool sunset noh? walang ganyan sa states... hehehe climbing... haba dila ko but hindi masyadong obvious... heheheh during the survey... i am

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i love all my friends.. it hurts me when any one of them is hurting... now... i am stuck in the middle... between two oppossing forces. each force of people i care for... each of those i love. i have no strength to fight either one. i have no strength to hide... i have no strength to stand seeing them hurt.. but i have strength enough to keep on loving them and pray that one day, eyes

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i am alive.... ayun... we went on a cruise last week Sunday... just wanna share some pictures... para lang masaya.... a not really all that good black and white shot of the beach. another shot of a different beach... me michelle and elena.. tinatamad ako... just check out my tabulas... MY PRAYERS TO THE TAN FAMILY WHO DIED IN A TRAGIC FIRE EARLY SATURDAY MORNING.

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I am just extremely busy this week. Plus, my computer got infected with a worm so I can't really use it until the worm has been destroyed. I have some pictures from our Sunday cruise. I will post them as soon as my pc is fixed. I hope it gets fixed. All my pictures and files for work are there. hahaha... 'Till then, hug me aight? hahah

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japanese food for lunch! hahaha... wala lang.. i love japanese... i went slightly over my lunch budget... but what can i say? food is my weakness... i want to eat youghart. i really really want to eat youghart...

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picture.... want more? go to my tabulas.... click the word contradiction on top of my tag-board... then go to my gallery.... oki?

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mag kwento na ako. anong kwento gusto niyo? oh, i have one... Me: (showing the friendster picture of Riya which i saved on my laptop) Ang ganda ng best friend ko noh? Workmate: oo, pero diba ikaw yan? Me: heheh.. hindi ah. best friend ko yan. Riya ang name niya. Workmate: um. pero ikaw yan eh. Me: hindi ah. best friend ko yan. Workmate: ganun ba? magkamukha kasi kayo eh. hehehe... I MISS YOU

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i haven't been posting here much... yesterday wasn't my day. i cried a lot in the office. venting out my frustrations cause i couldn't beat the living crap out of the person who was making-away me. so iyak na lang, para world peace pa rin. heheheh today was fun.. tamad akong magstory ulit eh. silip niyo na lang tabulas ko.... hahahaha.... hug niyo ako!!!!

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Yesh! I am alive! Wooohoo! Dead tired too. I arrived yesterday. But I was in a hibernating mode. Still feel like hibernating. Anyway, I have a long kwento in my tabulas. Click the word contradiction on top of my tag board. Tamad ako eh. Hehehe…

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… for now. I’m going back on field tomorrow. We had a Taiwanese visitor with us and his flight back to Taiwan is tomorrow. So, we had to bring him back to the city today. It was fun! Natapilok ako! Bwahahha… If you want more details, go to my Tabulas by clicking the word "contradiction" on top of my tagboard. Hug me, hold me, love me. Mwah!

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hehehe... I'm going to be on field from January 16-21. You know how to contact me. toodles!

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I was really looking forward to watching ROTK. My baby brother has watched it twice. So yesterday, I texted my parents and asked them if we'd watch. me: nuod tayo ng LOTR. mama:ok me: yehey! mamaya after work ko? mama: ok me: nuod tayo ng LOTR. papa: ok me: weeee... ngayon na? papa: no. ngerks. So I was thinking we won't watch it. But my parents picked me up from work. I thought that we were

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I, Camille Concepcion, Field biologist, will go back to the field next week! Ain't that just great? hehehe...

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No. Not mine. Duh! It's my parents' 25th today. Hurray! So, like I said, I got them a room. And my mom knows the manager or something, so she asked for a discount. But it came too late since I already paid for the room. They got an upgrade instead. They were given a suite, of course, it has a sala, the bedroom, a mini kitchen, two TV sets and a view of the beach and the pool! It was lovely.

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BLAST!!! Oh bug!!! GRRRRR.... Growl.... Darn this asphost! What kind of hosting is that? grrr... Tamad pa naman din akong maglipat ng mga pictures... Oh well. All pictures are here. If you go to the LookSee portion on the lower left of my page, choose Pikturs and it will take you there. I also have tabulas. If you also click the word contradiction found on top of the tag board, it will

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Damn, J-Lo! You are... 79% dateable! Attractive and confident, witty and charming, a healthy ambrosia-based diet... you're wanted in the 48 contiguous states, you slayer. Call me. Seduce me. Make me a man (or woman.) Not only do you know how to turn a guy's (or girl's) engines on, but you also know how to oil, lube and rotate it. You put the "elation" back into "relationship," and

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took this low quality pic of me and one of the 8 puppies at home. one puppy was already given away. just took it this morning. You can read my year ender here.

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BAAAH!! I am bored... You are Form 1, Goddess: The Creator. "And The Goddess planted the acorn of life.She cried a single tear and shed a single dropof blood upon the earth where she buried it.From her blood and tear, the acorn grew intothe world." Some examples of the Goddess Form are Gaia (Greek),Jehova (Christian), and Brahma (Indian). The Goddess is associated with the concept ofcreation,

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Your Elmo! You have your own segment in the show,you refer to yourself in the third person andyour annoyingly cute What Sesame Street Character Are You? brought to you by Quizilla annoyingly cute huh? teeheehee

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I just found this. I had to post it. One can't have too much flowers. But those flowers were mine. Oh well. This was taken during my debut in 2000. I have a whole bunch of funny pictures of Lance. Kuya doesn't really like posing.

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Did I already say i love The Beatles? Love 'em, love 'em. shwengk... what to say? what to say? wanna know something stupid? I almost make sira my laftof... stupid kasi yung paa ko eh, sinabit yung cord. HOMAHGASH!! as in nalaglag yung puso ko... buti na lang hindi nalaglag... kung hindi, waaaaaaaaaaaaaa.... fatay na! hehehe.... aren't i supposed to be working?

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i have tabulas! heheh.. if you click the word contradiction found on top of my tag board, it will lead you there... contradiction talaga dun kasi serious mode ako... bwahaha... huwalalang... for the fun is... and, yung sa looksee part ko, yung pikturs puro pictures alangan... bwahahah... huwala lang...

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i just had to post this... four of the nine puppies roaming around our yard right now. from two mommies.

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hella bored... i have deadlines... but i don't care! hehehe... My inner child is ten years old! The adult world is pretty irrelevant to me. WhetherI'm off on my bicycle (or pony) exploring, lostin a good book, or giggling with my bestfriend, I live in a world apart, one full ofadventure and wonder and other stuff adultsdon't understand. How Old is Your Inner Child? brought to you by Quizilla

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What attracts people to you? brought to you by Quizilla i feel so typecasted! it's either i'm makulit, funny or weird... darn it... hehehe... and it is so true that most of my friends are guys... i'm a guy's gal. i'm a meantime girl *winks* at everyone who knows what that means. fralala...

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huhum... i still smell christmas in the air. it was uber fun yesterday. we spent the whole day cooking. i baked my famous bread. it was actually a labor of love since i had a strained left wrist. it was so painful to knead the bread. but still, if my family wants bread, by golly they'll get bread! hehehe... overdramatic. anyhoo, we had callos and shells for lunch. i didn't eat much. i was

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my beloved kada... my brother's big nose... hehehe... fogi yan... me this morning, with my unbrushed hair, in my nighties... singing to NWM's album... freaking out during christmas... hehehe kuya making fruit salad... i really don't like cream... yuck... hehehe

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whew! i finally got the pictures i took last week using my mom's phone... here goes... me and my mom... me and my dad... me and my friend michelle... me and my tummy inside the ladies room... do i seem bored? or just plain demented? taking a picture inside the comfort room... hmmm... a little bit of both i think. notice the sweat shirt? it's been really cold this past week... cold

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don't make me sound so harsh... hehehe.... i see my friends nodding a yes to me not needing a bf... hehehe

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yehey! tomorrow is christmas! yahoo!! open presents... cook... cook... cook... eat... eat... eat... champagne... singing... telephone calls... dress up... miss my lolo... myx live? hehehe... we spent all except for 2 holidays with my grandparents. i was checking out the gifts under the christmas tree, the ones from manila only had "lola" on the tag. no lolo. should i get into my ultra

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i didn't go to work today. i got lazy... i chose to eat spend the day with my family like i haven't been able to do in a while. silly job. hehehe....

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i already posted something... and then it didn't show... grrrrrrrrrrr oh well, i'll do it tomorrow...

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post na lang ako ng pics... ariel and me... i just really love to go to the beach... artsy shot noh? ala lang.. just feel like putting it here... ala na... yun na... antok na ako. mwah...

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ala lang... hehehehe yakity yak yak

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ayan... about that story... last friday, ruby and i attended the launching of Your Guide magazine here in davao. it was a formal attire thingy... gaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! ako? in formal? geesh... talk about a night mare... but since it was to be held at marco polo hotel, and i know for a fact that they have good food, and any launching would mean food, sige na lang... so.... this is me... teeheehee..

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i wanted to put this collage i made of my pictures. i made it 2 years back. grabeng tiyaga at pawis yun! only to find out, na... na... hindi ko pala nalagay sa pc ko. tapos yung pc kung san ko na-save, nag crash. waaaaaaa.... *breathe* ochey lang... remember ko lang.... ang pinsan kong si timo... makulit noh? parang ngayon lang nakakita ng camera... heheheh and... habitat for humanity

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dolphins are my first love. blue is my first love. daming first loves noh? i am so happy i found this skin. thank you elsight for making it. you're a genius! my story ako about yesterday. but monday ko na lang i-share para may pictures. wait na lang kayo ha. muah!

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a bit hyfer.... i have been away from my pc for two days! wowsi! hehehe... ok... so this is gonna be a bit jumbled.... here goes.... my last, and it was so long ago, field assignment was to go to mt. sinaka, arakan valley, cotabato province. we were supposed to capture philippine eagles... don't worry, we have a permit. so, we were all kinda tired after the first week of trying to figure out

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... things i hate, some i loathe entirely missed calls - if you're not gonna call for real, don't bother me... hehehe dense people- like hello, my world isn't about you, it's about me! geesh!! this group of guys who whistle everytime i pass by them on my way to work - get a life!!! i am not a dog... hypocrites - don't we all just loathe them? anyone who doesn't care about the environment -

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I believe that I have been a good girl this year, and every year before that, for that matter. I'm just not that humle. *hehehehe* I am almost done with my Christmas shopping and I got to thinking of what I would want to receive this year. Well, it doesn't really matter what they give me, it doesn't even matter if they give me anything at all. *friends, don't have any crazy ideas now* But, there

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We had a fun Sunday! My mom's department had a family day. We spent the day island hopping. Well, more aptly, we were beach hopping between two islands. It was so much fun. We rented a boat, yung bangka ha, yung may katig and not the sosy kind. The first thing that crossed my mind when we got to our first destination was, "golly! wala akong camera!" Hang ganda talaga! I went crazy swimming,

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I had an awesome time yesterday. I went out with my work mate, Tatit. We ate Persian kabab (love that stuff). Then we went to *bleeped for security reasons*. hehehe... We went to this store, I was buying Christmas gifts and she was just looking around and helping me decide as well. Then we went to the mall. We just walked aimlessly around while I was waiting for my parents and she was waiting for

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Philippine Eagle Foundation, good whatever-time-of-the-day-it-is! "The world's noblest flier..." - Charles Lindbergh

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I am dreading the coming holidays! I miss my Lolo Fred. He died last September 29. I'm not entirely sure I am over grieving. I know it's been almost two months now, but every time I remember, my heart aches all over again. I have spent almost every Christmas and New Year of my life with my grandparents. Well, except for one New Year that I spent at Los Angeles, and two Christamses and New Years

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I miss my best friends. I am always jealous of people who can hang out with their best friends any time they want. Sometimes, I think those people are following me where ever I go just to tick me off. Talk about paranoid huh? I hate being an hour forty plane ride away. Add the PhP7,000++ price tag that comes with it. It took a while before I found my best friends, Riya and Denise. But when God

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I woke up at 3 in the morning. My shorts felt wet. True enough it was. It was wet with blood. The curse is back to haunt me again! (Hehe.) See how comfortable I am with my gender? I can talk about menstration online. Just don't force me to act all girly. Anyway, as I was washing my soiled panty and shorts (do we need a censor?), my sleepy head got to thinking how unfair it was that only women

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While I was cleaning my parents’ bathroom this morning, (Yes, I clean bathrooms. Believe it!) I started thinking of tips or suggestions that might be useful for next time. Here’s what I came up with. 1. Obey your mom right away. Doing the chore is inevitable anyway, especially since your father was present when the order was given to you. 2. There’s no work out like cleaning the bathroom. If you

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After finishing a very hearty lunch, I, along with Namie and Ate Ara (work mates) headed back to the office. When we got there, we realized that the office was locked. As if through divine providence, Namie had her office keys with her. They gave the keys to me, knowing that I was brawny and that opening the lock required some brawn, and I tried my best to open the lock. I was turning, and

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Ok. I am officially pissed! This is the nth time I have been trying to post a blog. All I wanted is to post something. It's all I ask. No harm comes out from it. But why oh why delilah has this computer frozen and restarted a gazillion times. And always when I am ready to post. Why? Xanga must be so angry at me. Now I can't remember what I wanted to say. This is so sad. And I thought Fridays

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