Perfect Man

Before I get into what this new post was about,

I would like to greet everyone a Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! pareho lang ba yun?? Wtv. Anyhow, I wish you all will have plenty of blessings to share and lots of gifts to rub into everybody else's faces specially those who doesn't celebrate the season, really. (e.g. Me.) However, being a lucky individual, I did received some gifts as well.. and i gave away some din naman.

Mainly because I am a sweet person. Generally. (Yan ha, mainly na, generally pa. haha)

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Perfect man, does he still exists? Yan madalas ang tanong ko sa sarili ko whenever I read romance pocket books. I guess that is the down side of reading too much fiction. A woman tend to believe that a knight-in-shining-armor will conquer dragons to be with her. Sad to say, most of the time, the dragons of this world camouflage themselves as a knight-in-shining-armor.


Despite that sad fact, I somehow believe that a perfect husband/man once lived. He's name is Ronald Raegan.

I own a book called "I Love You, Ronnie. The letters of Ronald Raegan to Nancy Raegan." Some of my pals has seen it and read some letters from it, and we were all in awe with every letter.


To all those wondering who on earth is Ronald Raegan, he is the 40th US President. He was a former actor before entering politics. Nancy Davis is his wife and they tied the knot on March 4, 1952.

Here is an unedited letter of Ronnie to Nancy--one of my favorite, which also goes with the season.



Dec. 25, 1980

My Beloved First Lady

I'm supposed to be sitting here with my fingers crossed watching you open a package. I of course would be hoping it was something you really wanted: something that would show how much I love you. (Having the house painted wont do it)

But here I am--writing a letter again looking for words that will properly say it and those are hard to come by. Could you maybe give me a hint or two before next Christmas?

You see I have this problem, I miss you when you first leave the room. I worry about you when you go out the front door. Now this isn't good for me-- not since my transplant. (you into my heart 29 years ago next March.) Without you there would be no sun, no moon, no stars. With you they are all out at the same time.

browning I'm not but believe me I do love you to the breath and depth of all my being and I count all the ways I love you and they add up to greater happiness than I deserve.

Merry Christmas my love.


Your Husband.




If you weren't touched at all by that letter, I'm assuming you are the coldest living person ever which makes you dead really. Since one cannot live without a tinged of warmth.

I cannot help but melt everytime I read that letter..and I also can't help but wonder if I'll ever be a s lucky as Nancy.

Hai. Bata pa naman ako.. I still have a lot to look forward to. I'm hoping to find a man who is as sweet enough if not as much as Ronnie.

*wistful thought*

The things that I love to Hate..

Here are probably the things that I truly lurve to hate. . short (or a bit long..) explanation will be given:


1. Cockroach. Except probably for that guy on csi who absurdly love cockroaches, in a way that he killed a human to save a freakin cockroach's life, I do not know anyone else who loves cockroaches and would want to trade their pups to own a cockroach pet. Hmm.. They stink and they make my skin crawl. Darn.



2. Stupidity. I am not saying that I'm that intelligent of a person, but what I'm saying is, it is true that one is entitled to be stupid, however some abuse the privilege. I don't get how some people think that being stupid is cute (eg. Nicole Richie). I truly believe that everyone of us, at least the normal one, were created with the same brain capacity. I don't get what kind of nourishing others do to their brain because for some reason, its capacity shrinked.



One good example of umm,, I don't know if it's stupidity or he's just begging for attention:



Happened during Ostomy care demo:

Student: Ma'am, pag po nag provide ng care, ano pong positioning? Prone or supine?

CI: Ah siyempre, supine.

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Nung narinig ko 'to, even though I was doing nonsense scribbles on my pad, talagang nilingon ko yung lalakeng estudyante na nagtanong. Hindi ko alam kung kulang lang ba siya sa pansin or talaga lang adik adik siya. Jusko!!!! prone???? prone????? prone????????!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ganyan yung mga tipong masarap kutusan. Hai.

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Next on my list,

3. Liars. Tell me someone who adores liars. I think no one really, right? I mean seriously. I don't get why some had to lie. Well I mean, I do lie as well but I give it to my distinct character of not being able to keep a secret unless I was threatened if I wouldn't shut my gob. And to that, I can hardly lie. So I hate it when people lie to my face. I specially loathe the part where I find out they were lying.. or I already know they are yet they still lie!! I don't know where they get the idea that they make a shit-fool out of me.. Sheeeeeesssshhhhh. !!!!!!

4. Pity-not. If I could hand an Oscar on a day-to-day basis, I would solely dedicated the bald man to these filthy people. They are the ones who pretend or act like they give a shit about you, but in reality, they couldn't care less if some guy shot you in your effing face. I hate that they still have to pretend to care. Like what the fuck man!!!! If you don't give a fucking shit about me, then stop acting like you do!! Stop tagging my feelings along and then you'd just drop it on my feet. Gawd. How evil can some people be.

and the last but not the least blah blah blah...

5. Sunshine. I'm not a sunny person. Summers make me gag. I could only take so much sunshine. Though I would have to give a credit to myself for being a warm person, I generally prefer the cold season. I usually wish it would rain..I mean rain not a storm. Cloudy, dark days make me real happy and cheerful.

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What made my December 19, 2008:

1. Seeing Sir soto dance his effing bum out to a hawaiian song. He's such a great dancer and performer.. I do think he once worked as an entertainer. hehe,..,

2. Seeing AR sisters dance!!!!

3. Seeing some of the ihs faculty dance to the tune of Pcd's buttons!

4. Ma'am ada asking what the hell we're still doing at school while sporting a mega-watt smile. *sigh* Bless her.. such a darling!

tid bits

Except for my classmates, I don't think a lot of people are aware of me being an OC. I dunno if it's a good thing but I really can't say that I'm a full-pledge OC kid. I mean I have my moments of chaos and ORDER during those times are absolutely not on my list.

How did I become an OC? I dunno actually, but here are some of my weird antics.

+ I do not like ajar doors. Shut it. It sends a disturbing feeling in my spine whenever I see the door ajar. And what I don't understand is why can't some people just shut the effing door upon entering or exiting?? Is it THAT heavy? C'mon people!!! Keep the door shut!!!!!!!!!

+ I love Pancit Canton. However, I have to open it in that distinct way so that I can be sure that its taste is good. Notice the pack of Pancit canton? The words written on it? If for example I opened the first pack (because I usually cook 2 for myself) in the letter P portion of the wrapper, I must open the second pack in the Letter P as well. Because some stupid voice inside me insist that if I accidentally open the pack on the opposite side which would be the N, it would greatly affect the taste of my canton or I'd suffer diarrhea.

see the P and the N part of the wrapper?

Nagbago na ang isip kong i-share pa sa inyo ang iba pang mga weird antics ko.. Baka isipin mo na talaga na oc-oc ako ng bonggang bongga.


Enough about me being an OC. It's almost xmas. Shemay. Kahit wala kaming pasko.. Feeling ko meron din. I already received a gift from someone.. maliit lang naman yun. Pero at least, nakaalala siya di ba. Hehe..

What are your plans this xmas vacay?

Ako, I plan to finish yung mga pinapagawa for school.. like yung sa Nursing educ namin.. tapos yung reporting ko sa asian civ.. OMG. I forgot to ask ate Gerlie..Hai. Ang hirap talaga ng maraming iniisip..

Tapos, I plan to relax my butt off.

Sleep as much as I could. Tulog talaga ang isa sa mga deprivation ko..

Napaka walang kwenta ng post ko na 'to.. Pero at least. Nag-update di ba..

Ciao! =)

To Mrs. A.M.S!

This whole post is solely written to satisfy the inexplicably absurd admiration of the disclaimer to Mrs. A.M.S.


I first met her nung ininterview ako bago maging student sa aking Alma mater. Siya ang naginterview sa kin.
hmm. I could no longer remember my first thoughts of her but I guess, as I've shared to some of my friends, my favorite part of that interview was when she asked me,
"Balikbayan ka ba?"
I had to laugh inwardly and answered politely but with a tinged of cockiness,
"Nope. Born and raised here po."
Kasi I remember yung mga nauna sa kin na -ininterview niya, sabi gusto niya daw english, at dahil mayabang ako, my thought of course was,
'ah ganun.. kala niya naman aatrasan ko ang English niya! *evil laugh insert here*'



Why do I admire her?
Let me state some of my bizarre reasons.

> She has that 'stern' look. Yung tipong mukha talaga siyang kagalang galang at may posisyon sa lipunan ng SJC kapag nakita mo siya.

> Most of her clothes are made of that distinct fabric. The one that kind of looks like Piña. Yung gusutin. May isang section niyan sa 2nd floor ng SM na puro ganun yung fabric ng clothes. Parang pang executive women.

> I see Addison in her. Addison Forbes Montgomery. My favorite previous character on Grey's Anantomy. The ob-gyn and neonatal surgeon. Addie's image is the one above.

> She scares the shit outta me. I DO NOT want to mess with her.

> Para siyang si Meryll Streep sa The Devil Wears Prada. If you've seen it, try to remember the way her character Miranda Priestly says "That's all." Yung kakaibang tone of voice na real soft but you know that is real effin scary as well. Para siyang may aura na ganun. She talks softly pero basta.. Yun. Inexplicable nga di ba!!!!!

> She teaches ummm.. well? I honestly for the life of me cannot remember. She once handled our class as a substitute for ma'am Angeles. I can't even remember the subject, I think it was Intro to Nursing. But she got to teach us only for a day. Tapos may incident pa with my classmates.. bwahaha..

> That's also why I admire her. Matapang siya.. at Nakakatakot that time. Pero kalmado yung boses niya habang sinisermunan yung mga kaklase ko.,

> Dahil sa pagiging uzi ko, I had witnessed her vulnerability once. She shed a tear or two when talking to an old friend I guess months ago and I saw it with my own spying, stalking eyes.



I was effing happy kasi she attended our Seminar, and I made extra effort to make sure she'd have anything she'd ask. Hehe..

I remember telling Arianne na pangarap ko siyang maging ka-close. I mean, I already have 3 Precious CI's that I truly love pero yun, siya talaga yung pangarap ko.. and being a good friend our convo went like this..


Ghie: Dre pangarap ko talaga maging ka-close yan si ____
Arianne: Ay naku ghie! tigil tigilan mo yang kahibangan mo! wala nga siyang kaclose ever! may nakita ka na ba na kachikahan niyang as in estudyante ha?? Wala!
Ghie: Kaya nga ako yung first!!!
Arianne: Gaga! Bihira nga lang yun lumabas ng lungga niya eh! Magtigil ka!!! Ilusyonadang 'to!


Ayun. So I stopped dreaming. Thanks to the great advice of my dear friend. My dream was crushed and ripped into pieces right infront of my eyes. (yes! Ang drama!)


Though I was never given a chance to be close sa kaniya, she'll always be one of the people that I truly admire. I wish to become like her. Filthy rich with great career of a woman! I swear mag-papapicture talaga ako sa kaniya sa graduation.. Para may remembrance man lang ako.. Hai.

I told Annel about her and she asked me to stalk and take a picture of her. o_0. I'll see what I can do.


This is to you Ma'am! I know you won't ever get to read this naman kaya makapal ang mukha kong ipost ito.


Clue: I wish to be an RLE Coordinator rather than a Dean. Wahahaha.. =)

Quickie

QUICKIE!!!



What has been happening to me?


hmm..

Our prelims was finally over..


short recap:

Humanities - Ok naman. I think had someone studied with great effort, he would get a perfect score sa exam. Pero as expected, I studied, but not with great effort and so I know for sure I won't get a perfect score. Anyhow, at least I know naman *crossin fingers* na mapapasa ko yung exam kahit pano.

Asian Civ. - Actually I was surprise na hindi naman ganoon kahirap yung exam KUNG NAGARAL KA NA NG BONGGA!! Yun. For sure you'll get high grades din. My regret is that hindi ko na masyadong napagtuunan ng pansin yung chapter 5 na tungkol sa mga dynasty ng China.. putteeekkk.. ang daming tanong dun. =(

NCM - If there's such a word to decribe EVERY NCM major exam, it would have to be VAGUE. Vague because for some reason, while taking the exam, I find myself asking well, my self (haha..) over and over these things:

"Puutteeekkk..diniscuss ba sa 'min 'to??"

"Ha?? Ano naman 'to? San galing tong mga 'to???"

"Anak ng tinapa.. may ganito pa silang nalalaman..!!!!!!taaaaaeeeeeeee!!!"

And then I would release a deep frustrated sigh afterwards. Buti na lang pag dating ng mga exam, lumalabas yung isa kong personality (Yes. I have a LOT of personality. May disorder ako..) and that is me being a Psychic. I try to use my ever cunning ability na manghula at mag-trust sa aking cracked instinct. Hmm.. diyan ko inaasa ang pagpasa ko sa NCM sa malimit na pagkakataon.


You are prolly wondering bakit hindi ko try mangopya. Simple lang.. Kasi naman yung sa NCM eh situational ng bonggang bongga ang mga exam. Pwede ko namang basahin na lang at irationalize on my own kahit medyo baluktot. . Kesa naman mahuli pa ako at mabansagan harap-harapn na 'cheater'. Saka isa pa, yang pangongopya na yan eh DEPENDE talaga. depende sa proctor.

Types of Proctor

a. Gaze-down - From the term itself. As in after niya maidistribute ang exam, pupunta na siya sa sarli niyang mundo at kakalimutan ang mga estudyante sa harap niya. Kadalasan ang sanhi nito ang ang walang tigil na pagtetext ni Mam. Yun. Maganda daw kasi yung ambiance sa room. Masarap magtext lang. Minsan naman may dala siyang calcu dahil mukang mega cram ang lola mo sa pagcompute ng grades.. Tipong kiber siya kahit garapalan na ang pagkokopyaan ng mga estudyante.

b. Walk-a-Walk - Sila naman yung CI na parang napapaso ang pwet kapag umuupo sa table sa harap kaya maglalakad na lang sila. As in maglalakad na lang sila forever. Minsan tamang pulot na rin ng balat ng kendi kapag may nakita (balak pa atang palitan sila Ate Mercy.. o_0).. At pagkatapos nilang maglakad ng maglakad, sisilip sila sa labas ng pinto saglit tapos, back to business. Lakad mode na sila uli.

c. Try-Me-Not - Sila naman yung kahit hindi mag-lakad o maupo sa harap eh hindi mo talaga tatangkain, ni isipin na mangopya sa katabi mo. Bakit? Simple. Dragon sila. Nakakatakot. Deadly. Nakakamatay. Feel free na mag-isip ng iba pang brutal words, sila yun (pag-exam lang naman..). Yung tipong kahit itapat sa yo yung papel ng klasmeyt mo, magagalit ka pa at sasabihing,
"Hayooopppp.. alisin mo na yan! Kahit pa iduldol mo sa mukha ko yan wala akong balak tignan yan. Di bale ng zero!!!!"

d. Unsorted - Sila yung hindi kabilang sa mga unang typed na nabanggit ko. Kasi they are too average. Too common. Too boring. Too lame.. Moody. Minsan nakatingin sa malayo. Minsan nakatingin sa yo na tipong tamang hinala. Sala sa lamig, sala sa init. No definite being. Korny.

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Yung thesis naman namin. Ayun, ganun pa din siya. Magsisimula palang kami sa analysis and interpretetation. Hai.. Magaling kasi kami. Kaya namin yun magic-in. Haii.. Wish ko lang.

Yan na muna for now ang aking update. Quickie lang!..

seminar galore '08!

SEMINAR GALORE '08!!

So our seminar was finally over.

*deep sigh*

and I was really relieved at that thought, but not really since I still have a lot of things to do. Gaawwwdd. How taxing life can sometimes be.

Anyhow, here are some of the seminar's highlight in my very personal POV: =)

6 past > Late na kami. Putcha. Alas-sais pasado na wala pa yung sasakyan ng sound system. Tapos nag-text si mam Lanie with a evry sweet message of good luck. Hai. Good luck talaga sa min.

7 past > Panic mode. someone had texted that there are already people in Gen. Tri convention..and well, us, was still on our way. I think nasa may papasok pa lang kami ng Antheneum that time. Plus we saw a lot of students whose obviously on their way going to GT.. waaahh..

quarter to 8 > We finally arrived at the effin convention. I forgot to mention that it was raining and I was dripping wet but not minding it since I was already panicking! Holy shit! Wala pa kaming center piece..tapos tanggal pa yung ibang crepe paper na nakakabit sa stage..tapos isesetup pa lang yung sound system.. kinakabit yung Phil. flag at inaayos yung podium.. Here comes ma'am Almazan demanding for the copy of registration form ng mga clinical Instructors. (na siyempre nakalimutan naming gumawa) I asked Nica kung nasan ang lintek na registration form, wala daw, kasi may nagsabi daw na wag ng gumawa. Hindi na kailangan. Yes! Brilliant idea! So I had to text poor Krystel who was running late thankfully to print one pa before finally going to GT. Hai.

8 past > Waiting for Dean Valderama's arrival. I was sweatin my palms out and nerve-wracked and nervous as shit. For some reason, meeting her is SUCH a big deal to me. Prolly because Nica said she's some highly-intelltual individual who's very humble and posh. Shit. shit. shit. That shouldn't really bother me, right?

almost 9 > Dean Valderama finally came. A woman in her late years with almost faint-red dyed hair. Smiled at us and was very warm (while I'm so effing cold). Had to sigh. She's such a darling.

Doxology > I swear to God I was about to cry when accidentally due to some technical problem and stupidity, Lupang Hinirang was played before we could even sing the supposedly opening prayer. Hai. What more could ruin this event? At nabagsak nga din pala nung Dj yung dvd player/cd player while fixing some things. At siyempre bonggang bagsak at indi ko alam kung matatawa o maiinis when the student at the back cheered and clapped their fidgety hands at the mishap of the poor machine. Hai.

....Nica assigned me to the clinical instructors. To feed them, to make them happy..make their wishes come true. Yes, I guess she thought I'm a genie indisguise. So I did as told and tried my best to give whatever the CI demands of. Walang available na kape. Kasi we never expected that someone would ask for a cup. Fortunately, someone did! at CI siya..so of course, who am I to say that no coffee is available at the house.. hai. So I ran to Krichie and talked him into buying 3-in-1's at the market. Good thing he have his car on stand by. Someone had even aksed for an effing MILK!!! I just laughed it out and apologized and said, "sorry po, 3-in-1 lang.." but at the back of my head I was thinking, "haleerrrr!! Seminar ito, hindi coffe shop na may variety of choices sa preferred niyong timpla.." Kainis.

I was glad naman that kahit pano, na-appreciate naman ng mga Ci yung effort ko. Had someone asked me why I was too attentive to their needs, my answer would be quite simple siguro. Last na 'to. This seminar is it. So why the hell not should I give them the best service I could. Graduation is almost near and I'm leaving St. Jo, why not leave it on a good note. I was more than pleased when Dean Reyes said to me while we were walking behind Dean Valderama after the event, "you're a nice one.." and smiled. I almost cried..almost. hehe..

absurdity > Dean Valderama had asked the students if they are sleepy, and of course, out of respect everyone said No, except for that one clinical instructor who seem to have forgotten her manners at home and shouted "YES!" I was dumb-founded and really had to look at her if she was just messing around or what. I was terrified and shocked to find her real serious and she was obviously upset that the students' said 'no' despite feeling otherwise. Good lord. I know she's capable of things and a little bold sometimes, but I never thought she's capable of such humiliating act. To think Dean Reyes and Ma'am Ada was feet away from her, and Dean Valdemarama as well. I dunno where on earth she got that gut to shout so.. Rude. Stupid. and absolutely out-of-the-line. I was effin pissed. If she cannot respect the speaker for her attainment, at least respect that she's much older amd more experienced than her.. She needs to review her Values obviously, if she still has some of it left.

Closing remarks > I was nervous to deliver such statements and even choked up a little, thankfully I was able to say our thanks without much trouble. Stupid me though for losing the copy of my closing remarks. Argh. It would look nice sana here to be posted.

Finally.. the BIG event was over.. and I'm so glad for all the positive feedback we've been receiving since. I personally thank Rodan, Kuya Pacey and Fc for their help..

and now, my whole effing legs hurt as well as my lower back.. Pero worth it naman. And I never believed the phrase 'too tired to fall asleep' until last night. Snapshots of the seminar flooded in my head and I had to seriously think of something else just to fall into that resful sleep. Haiii.. What an experience. Absolutely worth keeping forever.

I overheard one of my classmate saying that hindi siya nageenjoy sa seminar namin. Dunno if she was kidding, but anyway, I feel the exact opposite despite being so 'ngarag'. I was happy. Very happy indeed after.

that's all for now. Ciao! =)

Etiquette for Mistresses

~ETIQUETTE FOR MISTRESSES~



I am quite amazed by 'Affairs' these days. Annel shared a story about this Ching bee and her collection of poems that are solely focused on having affairs.

It's not like I would want to become a 'mistress' too but I think in this span of lifetime, anything is possible. I am not putting a period that never will I give such relationship a chance if ever fate has led me to having one. Although I'm hoping I would never have to deal with it. I still think that had someone really not wanted to become one, she wouldn't.

So, if you're asking where on earth did I ever crossed with such title, well, I was reading this book of a local author and she has mentioned about that book, it's called Etiquette for Mistresses by Julie Yap Daza. I was of course appalled and amazed at the same time. Never did I thought that such book will ever be written ( I was like 'what the hell?!! Mistresses now have a guide.. what has happened to the world?').

So I searched the ever intriguing book and, fortunately, I found excerpts of it.

I am sharing this to you, just in case you ever need it. Or if you know a Mistress, you can tell her these:

1) Mistress is not Mrs. Know you place.
No.2 is not No.1, and ne’er the twain shall meet. And they better not.

2) Even if he tells you he loves you more than his wife, don’t let that go to your head.
As a rule, men are liars.

3) Mistresses should be ready to give up Valentine’s Day, Christmas Day, New Year’s Day, Holy Week and his birthday.
Mistresses are also called “holiday orphans,”…

4) Be friend his secretary but avoid all contact with his driver.
Unless your married man is carrying on with his secretary, she can be an invaluable asses in your relations or relationship with him-relations as in sex, relationship as in a working or living arrangement.

5) As tempting as it seems, don’t patronize the wife’s beauty parlor, jewelry shop, dress shop, or father confessor.

6) DON’T CALL HIM, WAIT FR HIM TO CALL.

7) To be seen with him in public once is risky. The second time could be fatal to one of you. The third time is The End for both of you.
Love is lovelier when it’s forbidden. Because it’s forbidden it’s supposed to be hidden.

8 ) Never believe, and never say anything unfriendly about his wife, not even after he recites a litany of her faults.
Sooner or later, some mistresses feel so loved that they begin to think f the wife as the other woman.

9) Mistresses are kept bu rich men. But a mistress who is a woman of substance and independent means is better. (Translation: Don’t ask him for money.)

10) Be discreet. (Make sure he is not the type to talk in his sleep.)
There is no fool like a fool in love.

11) Never travel together.
Accidents will always happen.

12) When he breaks a date, charge it to fate, not his fecklessness.

13) Wives have their own networks of spies and amigas. It is helpful for the mistress to have her own. A chaperone is not a good idea, however. (Chaperones are passe. Besides, they talk.)
Because of her position and location in the underground, the mistress is a lonely woman.

14) Mistresses don’t complain.
They shouldn’t. It’s the wives, according to their husbands, who are always complaining.”

15) Being No.2, the mistress tries harder.
At the end of the day (night), she goes home without him. Or he goes home without her with a higher value that when they met yesterday.

16) Send him home as soon as it becomes apparent that he’s overstaying.
What do men do after sex? According to conventional wisdom 10% smoke, 20% fall asleep, and 70% go home to the wife.

17) It is practical for a mistress to be linked to anther man, preferably her lover’s friend.
In the age of the liberated woman, who needs a chaperone? Ah, maybe not, but she needs a beard.

18) If he is a public man and you’re thinking of staging an accident of running into him, think: How many accidents can I pull off in one month?
Its womans nature to want to be loved and be seen as being loved.

19) Don’t make unnecessary enemies of his children.
If you listen to mistresses and their stories, the world is full of love and short on loving.

20) Remind him to pay for everything in cash - dinner, flowers, perfume, champagne, pearls, diamonds, a microwave oven, etc.
In God we trust but pay in cash you must.

21) Don’t use tears as a weapon. He’s probably had enough of that from the Mrs.
Wives nag. Wives cry. If only for that reason, a mistress doesn’t use tears to get what she wants.

22) Resist the urge to be found out.
For every action, the laws of nature decree an equal and opposite reaction.

23) Perish all thought that someday you’ll be No. 1
One should always be in love. That is the reason why one should never marry. - Oscar Wilde

24) Married men who keep mistresses don’t like surprises, as a rule.

25) A man with a mistress leads a double life, his mistress only half life. Cheer up! A career will make you whole.
Life in the modern world has put women on an equal footing with men. There is nothing a man can do that a woman cannot.

26) Resist the urge to shower him with gifts. Evidence, evidence…!
Love is not love until it is expressed.

27) When in doubt, disappear.

28) When all else fails, leave him.
Some mistresses make it; more do not.

courtesy of: http://msmistress.wordpress.com/2007/04/28/etiquette-for-mistresses/#comment-607

Tula

.TULA.


I read this piece sa LUMAD. It had always been one of my favorite. I love the uniqueness of it and just everything. I sometimes wish I was the one who wrote this but no.

Anyhow, here it is:

PAGSILONG SA DILIM (isang tula ng pamamaalam)

Aking titikluping isang bangkang papel

Ang langit ngayong gabi

At huwag ka nang magtaka

Kung bakit

Lulan ako nito’t maglalayag

Bitbit-bitbit ang mga tala,

Kilik-kilik sa mga balikat

Ang mga panahong ayaw nating may kalangitan

Huwag mo na ring itanong sa hangin

Ang kuwento ng mga nabubulok na mansanas

Dahil hindi siya iimik

Wala kang maririnig kundi dighay

Kaya’t tumahan ka na

At itikom ang mga nakangangang bibig

Hanggat hindi pa dumaraong ang umaga.

Tulungan mo na lang akong matulog

Sa pagpikit ng iyong mga mata

Huwag kang mumulat

Hanggat hindi pa sumasayad ang angkla

Sapagkat para sa akin ang ilalabo ng mga bituin

At ihihikab ng mga ulap

Buburahin ko sila ng mga kurap

Habang unti-unting nilalamon

Ang tinuping langit ng dagat.

Happy-ness.

..HAPPY-NESS?


"Are you happy?"

"Huh?"

"You heard what I said, are you?"

"Umm.."

"..."


For now, I would let you know what are the things that makes me real happy. Kahit hindi halata minsan.

1. Sunsets - Kung hindi mo alam na mahilig ako sa sunsets, well, kahapon mo lang siguro ako nakilala. I love love love gazillion love sunsets. I can't give a definite reason why since I cannot really explain yung feeling whenever I see one. Basta.. parang I melt inside. (yes, ice cream lang ang nasa loob ko.)

2. Rainy days - Kabaligtaran with most people na ever hate ang rainy days. Ay naku, ako I love and treasure those days that I get to hear raindrops sa semento. Napaka calming kaya pag umuulan. Pero minsan rin may kakaibang mood change ang dala ng pagpatak ng ulan.

3. A hug - If you know me well, you'd know na I'm a real touchy person. I like talaga hugging people. Pero hindi naman yung tipong may makasalubong lang ako eh ihu-hug ko na ng bongga di ba.. un mostly people na I really love. . or kapag naglalambing lang ako. =)

4. A cup of coffee - I cannot start my day without my ever sweet energy-booster coffee. Basta every morning. Pag nagmamadali, 3-in-one na lang, pero if I have time, I make mine. I'm expert sa pagtitimpla ng kape. Punta ka sa min minsan. Papatikimin kita. ( Si maja rin, masarap magtimpla!)

5. Prayer - Hindi naman ako as in religious person pero kasi I believe na only God knows the REAL me. Not even my mom or dad knows me THAT well. Peri Siya, hai. . No words needed. Pero I'm a sinful person talaga. Nakakainis.

6. A text message - Whatever type of message. May kakaibang excitement akong nafifeel everytime I get to read sa screen ng fone ko '1 New Message'. Yay!

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One Word

~ONE WORD~

dot dot dot

the title says it all.

Annel-------------------------- Pink
Chie-chie---------------------- Bewildered
Arianne------------------------ Bold
Maja--------------------------- Comical
Regine------------------------- Embryonic
Buteng------------------------- Impetuous
Francia------------------------- Misty
Erika--------------------------- Remote?
Cha----------------------------- Humane
Shey---------------------------- Pessimist
Dave-sis------------------------ Affable
Pacey--------------------------- Queer
Miema-------------------------- Compassionate
Paris---------------------------- Enigmatic

Ghie---------------------------- Whimsical


..bow.

A Fray

A FRAY

This is absolutely dedicated to 'you'. I don't have enough courage to really type in your name yet. And I don't think I'll ever have.

Just remember that today, I think so highly of you. You could abuse the privilege all you want. Enjoy my ever fondness of you while it lasts. Because I can guarantee that it will not be forever. It'll soon end. I don't know when. I just know it will.

For now, this is for you.

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A Fray

Indeed,
I was close to selling my soul
for a bunch of overused
excessively cheesy words
and a chance to be heard.
But there is a better deal.

A few words
cute me open in a
shameless surrender.

You are as perfect as you are,
and I am as flawed as I am.


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In case you're wondering, I do write excessively cheesy, mushy, even bitter literary pieces. And I submit them to our school paper.

(Yes, Ghie can think so highly of herself as well. =p)

Shoo

SHOO!

..bitterness is good.

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SHOO

And then you glanced.
The same look you had when
I was still under your spell.
Back when I was complete mess
and on an out of body experience.
And then you looked away.
Damn.
I should have looked away first.
And then silence is all we have.
As if it has the capacity to
lighten up the pain.
Shoo. Go away.
I have yet to find my tongue.
Don't talk.
Cause I won't either.


**

This one has umm, I dunno what to call it, if it's a movie, that one ^^ would be the prequel. And just this afternoon, I wrote its sequel. I'll post it some other time. =)

Six-feet under

Reading it again, I have come to realize that this maybe as well dedicated to my dear friend 'cha'.

Six-feet Under

Enchant me
with your cold touch
that would send this skin
to the graveyard.
Curve this body with your
fingertips
and drain my strength so
you'd have me forever.
The warmth of your beautiful sighs
will never be mine.
Enjoy the moment and
let your lustful laugh
echo throughout the heavens.
And again,
enchnat me with your touch,
push my sould to the edge.
So I'd lie peacefully
six-feet under.

A Petition

I am posting my absurd (with tinge of bitterness here and there) literary works here because Annel insisted (Screw that. I'm just really proud and I want to rub it all your faces that I have such talent that I share with very few, very magnificent individuals. *evil laugh insert here*)

So, where was I? Oh yeah, this one, I called it 'A Petition'.

A lot of people has asked me (a FAT LIE since no one really bothered to ask me. Tsk. People.) what is my inspiration behind this piece. Simple. Plain. ORGASMS.

I have yet to experience a physical-brought-by-sexual-activity one, yet if you look outside the box, there are little, even odd things that gives us somehow an orgasmic pleasure.

Ghie's e.g. A cup of coffee on a rainy day. *Nescafe commercial insert here* =)

A Petition

Accept me.
This is who I am.
Appreciate me.
I am your fantasy.
Nurture me.
I am fragile and weak.
Love me.
It's the reason of your existence.
Treat me.
The way I deserve to be.

For I only exist in a
millisecond of your happiness.
And before you could even blink,
I'd be long gone.

25 things i STILL wish I could say..

at work (but these work in regular, day to day life or the internet as well)

1. I can see your point, but I still think you’re full of crap.
2. I’ll try being nicer if you try being smarter.
3. I see you’ve set aside this special time to humiliate yourself in public.
4. I’m really easy to get along with once you people learn to worship me.
5. I don’t know what your problem is, but I’ll bet it’s hard to pronounce.
6. Ahhh. . . I see the screw-up fairy has visited us again. . .
7. I like you. You remind me of when I was young and stupid.
8. You are validating my inherent mistrust of strangers.
9. Does everyone visualize duct tape over your mouth so early into the conversation?
10. I will always cherish the initial misconceptions I had about your being competent.
11. Thank you. We’re all refreshed and challenged by your unique point of view.
12. Any connection between your reality and mine is purely coincidental.
13. What am I? . . . Flypaper for freaks?!
14. And your crybaby whiny-butt opinion would be. . . ?
15. Do I look like a people person?
16. I started out with nothing and I still have most of it left.
17. Sarcasm is just on more service we offer.
18. If I throw a stick, will you leave after it?
19. Errors have been made. Others will be blamed.
20. Nice perfume (cologne). Must you marinate in it?
21. Whatever kind of look you were going for, you missed.
22. How do I set the laser printer to stun?
23. How about never? Is never good for you?
24. The fact that no one understands you doesn’t mean you’re an artist.
25. CHAOS, PANIC and DISORDER - my work here is done.

para sa 'yo.. (ang laban na to?)

lmao.

My very first post.

Is solely dedicated to you.

My ever loving sister.

Annelvie.