Rush on Seven Darn Episodes

For example, you don’t know love really… of course, except for the affection you feel for your family and friends. So it’s sad how people are hurt  when they say I love you and you don’t understand it.

Is it easy? I mean to feel that way… love someone and say it?

I think saying I love you is like a prayer. You…

don’t ask the gods for small things. you save the prayer for the real big ones.

How can you love when you don’t?

But its welcome when it doesn’t ask. You keep it comin and it will be appreciated.

syet. cheesy huh?

naranasan mo na ba ang lupet na humahagupit?

- cool eh?

kanta ata to ng Siakol. Muntikan na akong mahulugan ng dumbbells ng marinig ko sa OK fm. hehe. Sayang lang at ala akong lyrics na makuha sa web.

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since i got no clever things to say presently, i got new photos instead
here, we see UST gloating to high heavens. UAAP champ 2006. For aliens such as I, coming from the university of Others, I seriously don’t dig why a win like this deserve the fireworks and a mass. Right, it is my opinion so sue me. wahehe

Rig II. when everybody’s gettin the macbook am one step behind T.T well, doesn’t he look pretty. I’ll have to beg food for months.

need I say more? I am gloating as well. T.T

i trimmed the whiskers. and she seemed okay with it.

I know that a number of people are turning into nuts these days. And I can only wonder why.

Anyway, if you’re a nut, don’t presume to know what makes a nut and go about haggling people that they are just because you are.

its irritating.

there is a wisdom in the cliche that tells of the beauty of a mountain bein appreciated when it’s fadin away. and those things people keep sayin you have with you everyday an you take for granted an its worth is realized when gone.

this blog is an ode to this very fact for I have the unfortunate fate of learning the lesson this past few days.

I have to say this.

really…

salamat po sa ilaw.

tangina

I feel a bit guilty. Nobody will know why. But as it is, things gets done because they are meant to be.

Anyway, we are up and about after that Milenyo smashed everybody flat in the ground never to rise from the dead in a weeks time (and still counting). It’s a bit funny how it actually flushed us out of our wormhole and flee to Manila (where the repairman worked till the wee hours of the morn. I actually saw one.)

That storm cost me an arm and a leg. sheesh.

because of the bastard I got to pay for an Ibook, a nice smellin perfume, some cool glasses, fancy usb drive and three sets of socks. bwahaha.

shit am poor as a rat as of the moment.

one should learn not to breathe when ‘es around town eh. die or the soot? which one dummy?