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Wednesday, June 13, 2007

[ what pestilence. ]

Ew, disgusting! May ipis na dumapo sakin yaaaaaaaaaaak!!!

This is not the first time. This is only the second. The first was when I was seven and in the toilet, and suddenly there was a cockroach on my leg. The second was just now, when I was coming out the househelp's room and felt something on my foot, then up my leg again. My first thought was it was just the curtain on the shelf. Then...what if?

Nadine came into the hallway and I said what's written on the first paragraph: "May ipis na dumapo sakin yaaaaaaaaaaak!!!", even if I wasn't sure what it was. Then she said: "Ay oo ayun oh goodbye!" because she hates them as much as I do.

And so, like a girl, I called for the househelp. Ang bilis lumakad ng ipis...kadiri talaga! Pesteng ipis!

By the way, I AM coming to school tomorrow. Don't forget to visit Nadine's newly-made blog: HERE. Thanks! :)

"Cockroaches and socialites are the only things that can stay up all night and eat anything."
- Herb Caen

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ole!
 first of all, a big shout-out to the person who made this layout, therefore enabling me to post more frequently (hooray!), BEEKEE. thanks a lot!

moving on...

this is my own personal space, where i write down everything i can think of to write. please take note that i update irregularly - like i will be on hiatus for a while, and then make two posts a day. right now i am on my two-post phase.

also since this is obviously mine, i would like you to know that this is a free world, and that i am entitled to my own opinion. therefore this blog is solely for myself and my purposes ONLY. flames are not accepted, since there is nothing to flame about.

however, comments will be greatly appreciated. :)

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 i am loving the song when the stars go blue, therefore it is my layout for now. ask me later and it'll be different. :) i'm proudly pinay (with a little spanish and chinese descent on the side), and proudly bedan. this beloved blog of mine has been up since the eighteenth of february two thousand and six, but i have made other blogs before that. i write purely to let my feelings out and/or to keep my memories. someday i'm going to write a novel, but right now i'm concentrating on growing up.

thank you. bow.

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