tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38822082011-07-13T03:08:26.818-07:00stream of consciousnessabstract to thought. to words. through here to your head.Mecnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2361100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-957397662003-06-16T20:22:00.000-07:002003-07-04T00:54:21.833-07:00 i've moved her blog. if you want to know the URL leave a message in the comment box with your email. of course, whether she replies or not, is her own discretion. - vëra =? Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-957106502003-06-16T02:33:00.000-07:002003-06-16T02:33:17.280-07:00major things to spend on: 1> a new backpack w/c can accommodate my earth pad and a tent (Deuter sells this air-cool one for P3.2k) 2> a tent, even if it's only good for one since i'd be the one carrying it 3> a digital camera worth some php 18k 4> a sleeping bag (P1k ?) 5> a pair of thermal underwear 6> a trip to Baguio w/ Libet (P2k) 7> a trip to Boracay w/ Grace (P10k) 8> running shoes Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-956985482003-06-15T17:53:00.000-07:002003-06-16T02:26:56.000-07:00Dreamt of the movie CHICAGO all night... and woke up to the words to the song Mr. Cellophane.... coz you could see right through me walk right by me... Sigh.... i'm dang lonely. *~* Spent the whole afternoon yesterday talking to one of my dearest, closest friends... I missed her terribly... and feel for her terribly... and I am scared that, with my own similar selfishness and unyielding Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-956777472003-06-14T21:44:00.000-07:002003-06-14T21:44:09.200-07:00I miss my Dad... but of course, I didn't go to him to Lipa today to greet him personally for being one of the best fathers a daughter can have... Bad daughter... But I really thank God that my father loved my Mom.... Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-955721932003-06-11T18:50:00.000-07:002003-06-11T18:50:10.760-07:00By the way.... can't remember when it was that I finally got to watch some parts of a Sex and the City episode... this blonde girl wasn't being happy-fied by her man because his pecker was small... or so she told their therapist... The guy shot back.... that hasn't the girl ever thought her vagina to be too big... instead.... ahihihihi Oh well... this reminds me again of a woman's limitations Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-955719032003-06-11T18:40:00.000-07:002003-06-11T18:40:20.813-07:00FIFTH INSTALLATION OF KINKY, HORNY, NAUGHTY TEXT MESSAGES i can give you hell, and i can give you heaven...and either way, i will be GOOD after meeting you tonight, i realized that my breasts belong in your mouth if you didn't believe in PARADISE, i swear i can still take you there "i'd really love to make you jealous next time we meet, so that you'd possess me and mark me..next time we mateMecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-955405322003-06-11T00:37:00.000-07:002003-06-11T00:37:38.243-07:00Two of my female chatmates.... are currently in love and being played with... by err.. taken men... And I don't know why this should unduly sadden me so... And it's not that I cannot get or understand or comprehend or make room for the possibility that these women can love taken men... because that, I get... What I cannot get is how these women do not or cannot love themselves enough to Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-954419742003-06-08T17:15:00.000-07:002003-06-08T17:16:38.000-07:00IF YOU'RE SEEING AN IMAGE OF AN ANUS... please don't think I was trying to be grossly cute... I didn't post it... please... believe me, I don't entertain that way... Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-954290952003-06-08T00:33:00.000-07:002003-06-08T00:33:26.730-07:00How does one tell a man... that the reason a woman cannot and should not... believe his declaration of love for her.... is because it's equally devastating and traumatic for her to be deeply and irrevocably loved by a man who is married to someone else. Imagine... being told that nobody would love you the same way... or that his love is forever... and knowing he's not anymore a candidate for Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-954290822003-06-08T00:32:00.000-07:002003-06-08T00:32:11.703-07:00Almost lost a jacket back in Boracay.... something more precious to me than the entire trip. *~* I feel so emaciated and starved... must be due to the entire week I wasn't enjoying the food at Pearl. Partly it's due to the really atrocious food they come up with there.... partly because I wasn't in the company of loved ones and friends. *~* Eventhough I did not enjoy the place as much... I amMecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-952813022003-06-04T05:59:00.000-07:002003-06-08T00:29:59.000-07:00Ahhhh.... alas, in our walk back to the really atrocious hotel called Pearl of the Pacific (seriously guys, service was awful... and the food was soooo horrible... imagine being served menudong taba and sinigang na taba.... ever!!!) where we are holding our workshop... we chanced upon this netcafe and well... here i am to report that i am wearing this really skimpy outfit i bought here... and Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-951469422003-06-01T01:22:00.000-07:002003-06-01T01:26:06.000-07:00I am off to Boracay tonight guys.... pray for some sun ok? and pray I can get a real sexy henna tattoo *~* I just realized in a real funny but somehow ego-unflattering way... that I am not as HOT as I used to be.... or that even I can be rejected... or unwanted... or uh, set aside.... *~* My ex (4th) was texting me all night last night, keeping me updated and reporting that he was taking Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-950181732003-05-28T19:47:00.000-07:002003-05-28T22:43:27.000-07:00This is haunting me a little.... Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-949819992003-05-28T02:55:00.000-07:002003-05-28T03:23:36.000-07:00Stream of Consciousness..... Wednesday, no work, due to rains "... warm body... hand gliding behind my back... hot kisses... rolling in bed... then I see myself using my red hanky blindfolding a man... we're both completely naked... we're both warm, no... HOT ... kisses... kissing... he starts fondling my right breast... my nipples are so erect because of the warm touch.. and the cold sheets...Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-949809832003-05-28T02:02:00.000-07:002003-05-28T02:02:27.923-07:00HOW TO LOSE A GUY IN TEN DAYS 1) Sleep with him readily on the first day. 2) Don't sleep with him. 3) Nag him to death. 4) Demand trivial things... like he should text you his whereabouts every hour, that kind of thing. 5) Be real creepy... talk about a possible married life with him on the first date. 6) Cough a lot and sneeze a lot on his food. 7) Leave unwanted marks in hs car... stains, Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-948857192003-05-25T22:46:00.000-07:002003-05-25T22:46:21.000-07:00Uyyyy, belated happy birthday to Ate Ene... although she's already resting in peace somewhere... where I hope to join her someday.... Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-948758162003-05-25T17:19:00.000-07:002003-05-25T17:19:14.950-07:00Wise men say... LOOKS LIKE RAIN TODAY *~* As I contemplate how a throat swab happens, and how it would be like to be trapped in a car (say, a coaster) travelling via RoRo and having the vessel crash/sink... the week unfolds, seemingly mourning, seemingly angry, seemingly PMS-ing in it's fickle-mindedness... Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-948530342003-05-25T00:03:00.000-07:002003-05-25T00:03:06.786-07:00Shucks...am hearing EVERY NOW AND THEN here at the cafe.... am getting all kinds of melodramatic and sad... Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-948510572003-05-24T22:39:00.000-07:002003-05-24T22:39:45.080-07:00Yes, i'm soooo pasaway, being in a net cafe where the a/c hits my back almost directly while I have this fever... not only do I risk contaminating others... but err... aggravating the sickness that has kept me on antibiotics for weeks now... *~* Just realized yet again why i'm still single. Pity will really go to the man who will vow to love me and care for me.. coz he'd have to deal with a Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-947745922003-05-22T23:25:00.000-07:002003-05-22T23:25:18.696-07:00Didn't really watch the Maalaala Mo Kaya episode last night.... but the part I did watch was enough to rattle me into saying.... THANK YOU, GOD The episode last night featured this son dying of cancer. He was to be followed by his brother several years later. And I couldn't help but think how blessed my family and I have been. I cannot imagine my mother surviving a death of a young child. I Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-947316212003-05-22T04:16:00.000-07:002003-05-22T04:16:25.760-07:00borrowed from TETA's journal..... allow me to be mushy and... and... and.... wish that such thoughts... that this one even.... be dedicated for me.... *~* Valentine by John Fuller The things about you I appreciate may seem indelicate: I'd like to find you in the shower And chase the soap for half an hour. I'd like to have you in my power and see your eyes dilate. I'd like to have your Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-947264562003-05-22T00:26:00.000-07:002003-05-22T02:07:26.000-07:00Two things about muscle control that people should remember.... 1) The man has got to have enough length....and enough girth..... I mean, a woman, no matter how trained her PC muscles may be... cannot simply squeeze what it cannot have a grip on. 2) A very wet, dripping woman will also have a hard time getting a hold on a pecker. Chances are, everything will just keep sliding/slipping.... Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-947262282003-05-22T00:16:00.000-07:002003-05-22T00:16:33.126-07:00i'm just wondering.... if a person is saying goodbye to a loved one... because their relationship just wouldn't work... do they start singing.... Love will lead you back by Taylor Dane (?)? *~* I have some sort of writer's block.... it really sucks that I can't access my own blog, and therefore, fail to see if my posts are getting comments whatsoever. *~* I have been officially sick for 3 Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-946709412003-05-20T22:17:00.000-07:002003-05-20T22:18:52.000-07:00Say you're a girl.... and you're liking a boy who is liking you back... it seems... And then you find out, that a friend of yours is liking and falling for the same boy.... Do you withdraw?Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-943777352003-05-15T00:50:00.000-07:002003-05-15T00:51:06.000-07:00FOURTH INSTALLATION OF TEXT MESSAGES..... Come on insert name of guy here, make me your b!tch!!! “Let’s stop texting and start ____-ing” If you can make me have at least 3 consecutive orgasms in 3 minutes max…come on over, I need you hear me moan...... how do you want my tongue?" "i will wear you out....." you're not yet a real man till you're squeezed by me bring your digi cam...am Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-943092652003-05-13T21:33:00.000-07:002003-05-15T19:05:21.000-07:00Err Guess what am wearing underneath the jacket... Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-943064422003-05-13T20:33:00.000-07:002003-05-13T20:33:54.836-07:00But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell I know right now you can't tell But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see A different side of me I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired I know right now you don't care But soon enough you're gonna think of me And how I used to be...me Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-943000052003-05-13T18:29:00.000-07:002003-05-13T18:29:46.430-07:00Song - Independent Women Album - Charlie's Angels Soundtrack Lucy Liu... with my girl, Drew... Cameron D. and Destiny Charlie's Angels, Come on Uh uh uh Question: Tell me what you think about me I buy my own diamonds and I buy my own rings Only ring your cell-y when I'm feelin lonely When it's all over please get up and leave Question: Tell me how you feel about this Try to control me boy you Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-940462972003-05-09T04:50:00.000-07:002003-05-13T18:18:07.000-07:00Talk about being LIVID with anger.... talk about being made to feel cheap... and worse, unknown... Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-940227382003-05-08T17:49:00.000-07:002003-05-08T17:49:23.156-07:00I swear, there's something creepy and ghastly about a crippled and blind man singing Passenger Seat along a street.... *~* My dad hasn't been texting me for over a month now because he's TAMPO... that I didn't pass by our home in Lipa when I attended my niece Ela's graduation.... sigh... my Dad is such a child... hihihihihihi Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-937923162003-05-05T03:26:00.000-07:002003-05-05T03:26:37.680-07:00A PROMISE I MAKE Dakota Moon Girl, you're every breath I take Oh baby, Your love rules every move I make Oh baby, And I know that you can't read my mind And baby, maybe I CHORUS Don't say it as often as I should But I really want it to be heard When I say I love you that's for good You have my word That day after day after all I will always be true That's a promise I make to you You, you takeMecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-937714422003-05-04T18:06:00.000-07:002003-05-04T18:10:28.000-07:00Magaling nga ba ako gumiling? Wala lang, minsan lang, nakakapagtaka para sakin na ako ang pinakanapapansin sa sayawan... at kung bakit natuturingang seksi agad ang mga galaw ko... kahit na hindi pa naman ako talaga naglalandi... O bakit nasasabing 'hataw' na ako.... kahit na hindi pa naman nga.... *~* keeping me from white chocolate IS an exercise in futility Hindi ko rin alam kung matutuwaMecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-935167332003-04-29T23:35:00.000-07:002003-04-29T23:35:16.463-07:00QUICK.... am stressed... am toxic... am horny (as usual) and am depressed Send me White Chocolates!!!!!!! Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-934479122003-04-28T22:22:00.000-07:002003-04-28T22:51:40.000-07:00I'm a bitch well yeah... i can be real bitchy... and well, if you consider all the men i've wanted to make sagpang in my head... man, i'm one hella promiscuous woman I'm a lover the weird thing is... I am one faithful lover.. and when I love a guy, I honestly LOVE a guy all out... i'm brave and child-like that way... I'm a child Ha... self-explanatory... especially if one sees how I am at home Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-933893292003-04-28T02:19:00.000-07:002003-04-28T02:44:07.000-07:00Say I have a boyfriend... or a husband... or an exclusive FuBu... or am a mistress... just say that am one taken woman involved with a heterosexual man. Then I start having carnal thoughts about a woman... a bi woman... and ok, not so carnal thoughts because the most i've been imagining is kissing her and being held by her.... Then... I realize that there is an opportunity coming up wherein I Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-933756782003-04-27T20:18:00.000-07:002003-04-27T20:18:24.300-07:00Stupid gate filter says my blog is 94% likely to be sexual in nature. Hmmpfff!!!! *~* Ha! I got someone really, really, really horny for me with my uhm... Frustrated Missy Adventure... I was expressly told that he'd want to be Buddy, only, he'd initiate the possibilities of uhm... going to heaven. *~* MIRTH noun ... laughter, gaiety, merriment it's nice to have come to a point where most of Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-932178612003-04-24T20:18:00.000-07:002003-04-24T20:20:12.000-07:00There is someone I am really missing. I cannot help it, I visit his old blog from time to time... hoping to know what's up with him... whether he's ok.. whether he's mending... whether he's still upset... whether there's a chance for us to be friends again... I cannot take back what I said. And this time, I know I won't change my mind. Stupidly though... I am wishing that though I've finally Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-932124752003-04-24T18:30:00.000-07:002003-04-24T18:30:00.540-07:00Having wet dreams on a Friday morning is NO WAY to start a weekend. *~* Which reminds me, I had a massage last Wednesday at the mezzanine of our office (and of course, after office hours). I fell asleep with just my thongs on and prone-lying on the wooden bed there. I woke up when I felt a hand touching/caressing my p***y. The first thought that came to mind was, "Oh my bloody gosh, I'm being Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-932122142003-04-24T18:24:00.000-07:002003-04-24T18:24:26.460-07:00The war we should fight is the war against SARS. The government should simply ban everybody from the affected countries (or at least, have them get certificates from their country that they are SARS-free and be quarantined for 14 days there before flying/being shipped to the Philippines) Drastic... yes... but doable. We seriously don't need this kind of problem... and our way of life (esply the Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-930997122003-04-23T00:50:00.000-07:002003-04-23T00:55:30.000-07:00My attraction/preference over silent, conservative-authoritative types is rearing its ugly head again... I have to keep reminding myself that though such guys pose a challenge for me... I could do away with the hassle of playing the second-guessing game all over again... I already got hurt big time because of it... why court disaster again, ryt? *~* *grumble* I should get a medal and cash Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-930809712003-04-22T18:03:00.000-07:002003-04-23T00:51:04.000-07:00For those who are wondering how I spent my Holy Week, please click here. *~*~*~* The Sun is sure making me unattractive. *~*~*~* I have often said before that I will never try to smoke... but given the chance, I would try drugs. But when I got the opportunity to be in a crowd who tried JUTES (do I say that with 's' when it's just one stick/roll that was shared among them?), sigh, I realized IMecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-930234512003-04-21T20:36:00.000-07:002003-04-21T20:36:01.983-07:00I soooo want a digicam.... it's making me sick... And I don't wanna be envious of other people... and I don't wanna live beyond my means... and I don't wanna be superficial... But I just really wanna take better pictures of my travels. Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-929618222003-04-20T20:27:00.000-07:002003-04-20T20:27:17.483-07:00how does one fall off a jeep? the falling off the jeep was kinda funny..... i was going down from topload... and my camera fell... and all the guys waiting for me scrambled to pick the cam up coz it was raining... and i also looked at the cam and failed to watch my foot... so i slipped... and nobody was watching me to catch my fall.... so i landed on my back.... before they even knew i fell :D Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-926396252003-04-15T02:14:00.000-07:002003-04-15T02:14:55.590-07:00MISSY ADVENTURES "Frustrated" Missy and Buddy met through Yahoo Messenger. They instantly clicked and would usually spend nights just talking about stuff, relationships and other stuff. Buddy is this torpe-ish kind of guy while Missy... well... she's definitely not conservative. They're not falling in love or anything, both are just really friends. *~* Missy and Buddy at a mall... Buddy would Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-926361742003-04-15T00:13:00.000-07:002003-04-15T00:13:53.030-07:003rd installation of TEXT MESSAGES Heaven help me, i'm going to leave you guys with something to read!!!! pang-initial encounter i think i need to be spanked....would you do the honors? pang-2nd encounter don't you want to be naked with me again? pang-marami nang encounters nde ba, practice makes perfect? pang-specific request lika dito, doggie tayo "now, am craving your body..." i've Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-926253312003-04-14T20:08:00.000-07:002003-04-14T20:08:09.950-07:00Great... we had this bomb drill happen.. and were asked to just bring personal, important belongings and vacate the building... while outside, guys from the Planning Department asked my officemate why I didn't bring my precious tabo with me... Mean guys.... hmmpff!!!! *~* Meanwhile, I was crushing on the SOG from Coast Guard, men wearing these tight shorts for uniforms.... sigh, i've always Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-926172392003-04-14T17:44:00.000-07:002003-04-14T17:44:23.546-07:00If terrorists had wanted to disable the PNP some, they could have bombed the 5th floor of our building yesterday, from 1:30 PM to 4:30 PM. They would have even taken away some WPD, PCG and PPA top officials. Ok, that is not a good joke. But it’s such thoughts that come to mind whenever I attend such prestigious meetings, to do un-prestigious tasks. *~* One PNP alalay had the gall to ask me forMecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-925593512003-04-13T20:19:00.000-07:002003-04-13T20:19:24.653-07:00I sooo hate the person I become when stressed.... And it's soooo bad that i've always been able to put across how I feel in words... and thus, offend some people even if am not angry with them.. and even if I didn't mean to... And really, pity the man and family I have/will have.... when I am this bitchy! Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-924808262003-04-12T05:05:00.000-07:002003-04-13T20:14:35.000-07:00I know I saw this one posted in well... err... anyway... didn't know the sng then... and so sad to be appreciating it now... Daniel Bedingfield If You're Not The One If you’re not the one then why does my soul feel glad today? If you’re not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way? If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call If you are not mine would I have the Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-924169602003-04-11T01:58:00.000-07:002003-04-11T02:03:04.000-07:00TO THE PERSON WHO IS GETTING OBSSESSED WITH ME AND MY BLOG: Nowhere in this blog did I say that i'm pretty and beautiful. And as much as you make me laugh sometimes, i'm also concerned that you're no longer thinking straight. I mean, why waste time and effort to actually visit my blog? Why waste your energies in being upset and offended and threatened by me? I mean, if I don't know you in person,Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-922778892003-04-09T01:07:00.000-07:002003-04-09T01:07:07.000-07:00problem a horniness that brings with it the ff: ~ inability to concentrate ~ some shakes (mostly in hands and feet) ~ headache ~ tummy ache ~ inability to stop kegel exercises ~ really f*cking soiled undies at work ~ ranting all over the net ~ sense of desperation, similar to what's felt by a junkie deprived of drugs ~ sexual daydreams involving labskis and male buddies I never thought of Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-922558962003-04-08T17:43:00.000-07:002003-04-08T19:10:12.000-07:00SECOND PAGE OF CONSOLIDATED TEXT ME, I'LL TASTE YOU REPLIES I POSTED... you and me and honey poured on our bodies…tonyt! am alone in a motel room waiting for dinner at 7...wish i'll be eating you instead am horny come by the house, quick! am alone when am depressed, i wallow when am horny, i swallow horny again.....naturally... "my bed needs warming....." uhm, they've always said flamesMecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-922053282003-04-07T23:33:00.000-07:002003-04-07T23:34:11.000-07:00Weird.. someone sent me a business card of my cellphone number... under the name of BITCH. Dang person was too stupid to add "SEXY" and "DELISYUS" to the word... hmmm.. maybe he/she/it can only spell the word that applies to her... or the word he uses on women who reject him... hmm.... Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-921867302003-04-07T17:59:00.000-07:002003-04-07T17:59:41.466-07:00My officemate died last Saturday. Of course, nobody at the office thought to inform me. Anyway, at least, Mang Ver didn't suffer as much. *~*~* My aunt says it's not leukemia. Am not quite sure if it was her red blood cells eating up her white blood cells or the other way around but that's it. She's being taken care of so she won't progress to cancer. And she's seen a hematologist. And her Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-919635692003-04-03T21:33:00.000-08:002003-04-03T21:33:24.263-08:00Our officemate had a stroke Monday. Now he's very critical and in ICU. And the family that has let his health deteriorate is now pestering our office for money. Which is, in a way, understandable since they're not really well-off. But the fact that my officemate's grown-up kids did not take it upon themselves to look for jobs and help financially before... just really leaves a bad taste in our Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-919489942003-04-03T17:03:00.000-08:002003-04-03T17:03:24.966-08:00Am always libidinal. I'm always horny. And yet, i'm not at all challenged and excited by men who offer me stuff in exchange for sex (despite the wish sometimes that I am not so moral or conservative or proud), who i met over the net, who only want ONS, who just fancied me because the other one they fancy is unavailable or unattainable... I mean am halfway to being 26, surely this is not the timeMecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-918831182003-04-02T18:15:00.000-08:002003-04-02T21:52:06.000-08:00Am currently hearing the song SPECIAL MEMORY which reminded me of GLD, my first The Company album which he gave me when he resigned from the NGO where we met (and when we were still trying to deny our feelings for each other), and High School graduation.... I will always cherish wonderful moments... given me. Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-918801912003-04-02T17:19:00.000-08:002003-04-02T17:19:15.110-08:00I am really worried about people I know who are in Singapore and Hongkong right now... and I feel bad somehow for being thankful that Philippines wasn't really hit by SARS (yet)... So Regina and your gang, Adjie, Mart... you all take care, please? *~*~* Btw, Regina, to the possibility of being stalked... err, I just got word am due to be shot tomorrow at 7:00 PM at 7-11 Buendia by my old time Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-918149612003-04-01T19:14:00.000-08:002003-04-01T19:17:09.000-08:00Eyes On Me by Faye Wong I never sang my songs On the stage, on my own I never said my words Wishing they would be heard I saw you smiling at me Was it real or just my fantasy You'd always be there in the corner Of this tiny little bar My last night here for you Same old songs, just once more My last night here with you? Maybe yes, maybe no I kind of liked it your way How you shyly placed your Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-916940322003-03-30T23:16:00.000-08:002003-03-31T00:23:18.000-08:00Such a cruel joke. I was given Cadbury Dream Eggs... to lick and suck and happy-fy my mouth with... and dang eggs were bought in Singapore pa!!!! I am now, officially, a tormented woman. Unless someone can direct me where to buy them here in Manila. Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-916793992003-03-30T18:24:00.000-08:002003-03-30T18:24:03.530-08:00My friend just e-mailed me that she's currently helping a student to deal with RAPE. She's so affected in a way because, like me, her mother complex is sooo strong. She also said, she felt like wanting to punch her own loving boyfriend for a week after hearing of the news. Dang. And here I am, just lost interest in men yet again. So depressing news. Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-916758252003-03-30T17:09:00.000-08:002003-03-30T17:09:04.610-08:00Around 20 years ago, I was feeling all kinds of embarrassed because Mom was stripping me in front of so many people. It didn't make a difference to me that I was only around 6 years old that time and didn't have much of tits yet. We danced to Pearly Shells as a graduation presentation... and dang, I just loved my grass skirt!. *~*~* Yesterday, I was reminded of that kindergarten graduation as IMecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-915210652003-03-27T19:17:00.000-08:002003-03-27T19:17:39.013-08:00Aaaaarrggghhhhh.... Heaven help me, I feel soooo cheap.. soooo whore-like... soooo pathetic... sooo dirty... Gosh, if you really wanna make me un-proud of myself, this is one of the surefire ways to strip me of pride... Ahhhh... i'm so reduced to scum. I feel so badddd..... Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-915158232003-03-27T17:37:00.000-08:002003-03-27T17:37:00.170-08:00My cousin, TIN, had this gay classmate pretending to be a girl. This classmate fooled some 30+ year old guy that he's a SHE. The guy would give the classmate load so they can continue texting. My cousin got the guy's phone number w/o telling her classmate. She and my sister tried texting the guy. True enough, when my sister told the guy that she doesn't have load anymore (and you know 17-year Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-914631562003-03-26T22:09:00.000-08:002003-03-26T22:09:38.123-08:00Guys and labskis.... read this Don't embarrass your labski (read: ME) and appear as if I haven't taught you anything... goodness, it's sooo non-academic, this query. Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-914047692003-03-26T03:14:00.000-08:002003-03-26T03:14:45.496-08:00Shucks, am alone in our office.... what to do... what to do... I'm feeling all kinds of horny after my massage... had I only owned a webcam, guys would have been tortured. Promise. Am THAT horny... arggghhhhhh Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-913970212003-03-25T22:43:00.000-08:002003-03-25T22:43:43.996-08:00My sister graduated from high school today. Nope, she didn't do it with honors, she wasn't really as into academics as I was. But i'm very proud of her. The number one baby in my life is fast growing up. She's recently been hurt when her bf broke up with her. I know that upset her studies and her self-esteem more than she'd cared to admit. And the nine years that separate us seems all the moreMecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-913958802003-03-25T22:13:00.000-08:002003-03-25T22:17:37.000-08:00was reactin to jonathan's blog... decided to add my reply in mine :) > i never kissed (ay mali) had sex with another woman > i've never been out of the country > i've never been married or pregnant > i've never been innocent methinks > i've never tried to commit suicide, but i've kinda prayed for death for so many times while growing up > i've never made a play for a friend's beau (unless you Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-913844542003-03-25T18:33:00.000-08:002003-03-25T18:36:11.000-08:00Oh, you probably won't remember me, its probably ancient history. I'm one of the chosen few who went ahead and fell for you. I'm out of vogue, I'm out of touch, I fell too fast, I feel too much. I thought that you might have some advice to give, on how to be insensitive how could i have bloody forgotten this song.... Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-912470762003-03-23T16:14:00.000-08:002003-03-23T18:07:32.000-08:00I ate a pint of ice cream after getting home last night at past 10, after watching Chicago with climber friends. And after watching said movie, it felt right killing jerks in the guise of men. *~* Had this weird dream that two of my high school friends were fighting over one man. And in the middle of the dream, my family and I ate at this exclusive restaurant overlooking the sea, and when I wasMecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-911101682003-03-20T23:01:00.000-08:002003-03-20T23:01:13.860-08:00Suddenly terribly, horribly upset... Been looking forward to going dancing tomorrow... and methinks, I will not be getting it. Sigh. *~*~* By the way, my PC monitor crashed, methinks... I hate this Friday. Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-910250642003-03-19T16:44:00.000-08:002003-03-20T00:07:20.000-08:00My Mom left a message for my dad. Her note read: "Senior, please pay the Meralco bill, love, Commander In Chief" Actually, my dad calls my mom, Doña. And it just made me smile this morning to know how far my parents' marriage have gone. They've just recently celebrated their 26th anniversary and I still cannot help but thank God for the same thing again and again: that my parents were among Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-910248032003-03-19T16:39:00.000-08:002003-03-19T16:39:06.746-08:00ONE HOUR. In one hour, Iraq may be bombarded with destruction from the thousands of American troops waiting to be deployed and start the war. Saddam has only one hour left to surrender and agree to being exiled. Then again, if he gave away some 7 million arms/guns/whatever to civilians so they can protect themselves, I guess that's clear enough indication that Iraq is not scared to go to war. *~Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-909787972003-03-18T23:50:00.000-08:002003-03-18T23:50:24.640-08:00If the war breaks.... I might be 'forced' to end my celibacy.... wonder who the top 3 guys on my list would be....hmm.... How about you guys? Who would you wanna make love to/have sex with if the world, as we know it, ends this month? (i know this may sound insensitive to the real worry of impending war, but there's already a lot being said about that, and i don't want to dwell on it until it'sMecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-909100012003-03-17T23:32:00.000-08:002003-03-18T00:15:36.000-08:00A friend gave me this CD i'm playing..... ironically enough, it's like a summary of what happened to me and my dearest, featuring songs like I Will Survive, If I'm Not In LOve with You, Cruisin' .... and the following songs... This was the song I was singing some 2 years ago... when I opened my heart to you... This is the one i'm singing to you now... This is empowering me to do the above... Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-909044722003-03-17T21:20:00.000-08:002003-03-17T21:26:16.000-08:00AFTER ALL By: Gary Valenciano I asked her for a smile She couldn’t, I don’t know why Could it be that it’s all over? Such a short love affair, I feel it’s so unfair But what must I do To keep this love, oh so true I feel we should go on, Coz I can still feel the fire’s warmth, The sparks of love that keep it shining on… I’ll be standing here even though it’s through I’ll have a space in my Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-908894832003-03-17T17:04:00.000-08:002003-03-17T17:05:52.000-08:00I remember, back in college, and Philippines is still experiencing a rainy season, me and my friends would be found wading in flood waters to walk from our school to P. Gil LRT station. We didn't really have a choice then, none of us had a car, and taxis and jeepneys usually only get stuck on the streets anyway... so walking in murky water with unidentifiable/unimaginable floating objects it is. Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-908387602003-03-16T21:23:00.000-08:002003-03-16T21:23:46.920-08:00JAY, the picture didn't turn out to be as sexy and revealing as I wanted, but here it is anyway for your consumption. Lolz, you just have to use a lot of imagination though. *~*~*~* A jerk had the audacity to e-mail me, detailing what he intends to to me when I meet with him. I put emphasis on the word WHEN because he sounded like am a sure deal and it's just a matter of when we'd be living outMecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-908003702003-03-16T04:10:00.000-08:002003-03-16T21:41:45.000-08:00One of the bigger shocks of my life was.... when I realized, at age 13, that a man doesn't insert his penis in a woman's urethra... and that babies don't come out of there either.... Yeah.. that was when I found out I had a vagina. And that pleasure and pain will be coming through there. (addendum: Please do not misconstrue the above post as my first time to finger myself or let some others do Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-907673272003-03-15T09:09:00.000-08:002003-03-16T03:43:54.000-08:00This song has been so hounding me since the Makiling climb.... i read it in magazines, in blogs, hear it in conversations and the radio.... sigh.... *~*~*~*~* Wonder how a guy would feel about being blindfolded and tied up... before you give him a blow job... I mean, will it make a difference that he can't see which part of your mouth you're using, and which part of his uhm, sensitive regions Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-907161822003-03-14T08:29:00.000-08:002003-03-14T08:38:58.000-08:00I should really be sleeping now... but thoughts of masturbation get in the way of sleep... so am here, blogging, chatting, and weirdly excited to see my pamangkins....... *~*~*~ Guys... even girls.. would sometimes message me to say how AMAZED they are and IMPRESSED by my experiences... when honestly, it's not really that I had a greater percentage of libido... or that i've been more Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-906972002003-03-13T23:35:00.000-08:002003-03-14T00:19:17.000-08:00HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY FATHER and MY LATE LOLO Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-906499722003-03-13T07:34:00.000-08:002003-03-13T23:35:18.000-08:00i am woman... .. hear me moan .. have me beg .. watch me surrender .. feel my warmth *~*~*~* The curse and blessing of my life. I've always been loved by men. By no means should anybody reading this go pounding on my door and slap me on the face with the fact that I pretty much look, taste, sound, feel and smell average... believe me people, I am aware of that fact. I know that the most I Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-905832212003-03-12T04:47:00.000-08:002003-03-12T17:17:33.000-08:00First of all, I would like to thank LEAH for such a wonderful surprise that really, really brightened my otherwise headachy, feverish week.... *~*~* Women's Day found me wheezing between Makiling's Forestry and Nursery Trail.. and then between Mudspring and Peak 2. Anyway, a part of me scoffs at the obviously un-genuine and commercialized hype about March being Women's Month. Then again, whenMecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-905094842003-03-10T23:39:00.000-08:002003-03-10T23:44:05.000-08:00FIRST PAGE OF CONSOLIDATED TEXT ME, I'LL TASTE YOU REPLIES I POSTED... imagine me naked, wet...on a plate....w/ whipped cream and honey all over my body....ready to be eaten.... just texting to tell you that i long to be enveloped by your softness....penetrated by your hardness darling, am sure you'll be happy to be in my arms in my heart in my mind in my mouth how do you want me to suck you?Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-905034082003-03-10T21:10:00.000-08:002003-03-10T21:10:02.496-08:00How can the same love that made me so happy Make me so sad, I don’t understand How could the same eyes that used to be laughin’ Cry in the night, it doesn’t seem right at all - Same Love, The Jets *~*~*~*~ I'm so horribly sick. And i'm so horribly depressed. And both aren't helping me to be productive at work. Sigh. Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-904432472003-03-09T23:11:00.000-08:002003-03-09T23:11:55.936-08:00THE PROBLEM WITH BEING NATURALLY FLIRTATIOUS IS THAT... THE GUY BUDDY YOU'RE TRYING TO SEDUCE WON'T RECOGNIZE THE SIGNS.... INSTEAD, HE'D JUST ASSUME YOU'RE HORNY AND TAKING IT OUT ON EVERYBODY ELSE, EVEN HIM!!! AND THEN HE'D CONTINUE FANTASIZING ABOUT THE GIRLS HE DOES WANT. Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-904417492003-03-09T22:30:00.000-08:002003-03-09T22:30:17.153-08:00Last Saturday night, while I was walking along a dirt road, alone and without a flashlight to guide my way.... I was still, nonetheless, accompanied. Somehow. Somehow. Weird, when you have a flashlight in the dark, you're always looking down on the road. And the road ahead. But in the dark of night without an artificial light to guide my way, I found myself looking up at the sky... using where Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-904260882003-03-09T16:52:00.000-08:002003-03-09T16:57:12.000-08:00So we're ok, we're fine Baby I'm here to stop your crying Chase all the ghosts from your head I'm stronger than the monster beneath your bed Smarter than the tricks played on your heart Look at them together then we'll take them apart Adding up the total of a love that's true Multiply life by the power of two Did anybody miss me here? Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-902775812003-03-06T19:10:00.000-08:002003-03-06T19:10:14.793-08:00By the time you swear you're his, Shivering and sighing And he vows his passion is, Infinite, Undying Lady, make a note of this: One of you is lying... *~* Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-902730212003-03-06T17:41:00.000-08:002003-03-06T17:48:17.000-08:00just for the record... i was shocked to see my reflection in a building mirror and see how my ass is protruding so far away from the rest of me.... Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-901673032003-03-05T01:33:00.000-08:002003-03-05T01:33:27.153-08:00Posts in pex you guys MIGHT enjoy.... sorry kasi am uninspired... GIRL ON TOP ONE girl, gyrating on top, leaning backwards a little and moaning and moaning while squeezing guy.... and coming and coming....with the guy feeling her warm juices flow down his groin area...wetting his balls..... GIRL ON TOP TWO girl on top of guy.....sitting on his face.... getting judiciously tongue f*cked.... Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-901656762003-03-05T00:31:00.000-08:002003-03-05T00:31:24.670-08:00all i want right now, is the drive to JOG and a refill to my vanilla perfume the world can go to hell for all I care, as long as i jog and i have my vanilla perfume... Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-901631362003-03-04T23:05:00.000-08:002003-03-04T23:05:53.856-08:00FUNNY i was never sure of the love and i never heard the words i never secured promises i was never committed to i had to humble myself and argue for your attention and time and effort i was never deemed worthy of love, worthy of respect worthy of trust i was never even given a chance to fight for what could be mine actually, i never knew that i had anything of you and now, i'm made to feel Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-901610672003-03-04T22:10:00.000-08:002003-03-04T22:10:18.106-08:00broke a heart last night.... my heart, breaking today... realized am sooo mean and bad to hurt people... and i don't deserve anything.... anything at all.... Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-901189112003-03-04T08:33:00.000-08:002003-03-04T08:33:07.233-08:00why isn't love easy? I once tried to answer the same question posed by a friend in our NGO journal... all I know is, nobody can really prepare you for the breaking of a heart..... especially yours.... Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-901183782003-03-04T08:22:00.000-08:002003-03-04T08:26:44.000-08:00Sabi ko na, dati pa.... kung naging matimtimang birhen lang ako, dati mo pa ako ginawang nobya mo. Sabi ko na dati pa... hindi mo ako talaga kayang mahalin kasi nga, may pagka-malandi ako... may pagka-manyak.. paano mo naman nga ako ipagmamalaki sa angkan mo... wala nang itsura, parang wala pang moral... Sabi ko na, masasaktan lang ako... aasa lang sa wala... kaso sakin kasi noon, pag mahal mo Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-900957862003-03-03T21:37:00.000-08:002003-03-03T23:26:51.000-08:00Recent pic of me dressed up for a wedding. This is me sans undies, at work. Yeah, yeah.... am fatter in pics! Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-900891722003-03-03T19:29:00.000-08:002003-03-03T19:29:32.246-08:00and the memories that were frozen in time the experiences woven in our minds the times shared, the loving shared the hopes and dreams awakened all led to this.... this gift of love.... - Mec lifted from an old thread in pex by Quentin.... la lang... i miss these impromptu ek eks Mecnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882208.post-900547152003-03-03T08:02:00.000-08:002003-03-03T08:08:55.000-08:00You're the suggestive grin,mostly used whileflirting and accompanied by the come-hitherlook.You're either an attention hog or way tooinsecure to not be in the spotlight at alltimes.No one can quite tell.Calm down and learnto be regular,ya perv. What Kind of Smile are You? brought to you by Quizilla -Bad- You're the exact opposite of what any guywants or needs, unless he happens to need aquick Mecnoreply@blogger.com