I miss my guy. I miss playing tennis. and it's making this day, bonifacio day - a supposedly no-work-no-class holiday more dreadful. I'm now dying of envy at the thought everybody will be enjoying playing tennis commercial tonight (our visitors from bukidnon will be arriving this afternoon) while I'll be trap waiting for cases and watching someone deliver a baby or assist minor operations at the provincial hospital from 6pm til 2 in the morning...arrrrggghhhh! this is so not fair! :(
lamia baya ikyas oi! huhuhuhuhuhuhu! di gyud ko ka accept oi! hahay...

I keep looking back
A lifetime back
Across the desert
In a desert where no one can explain
You tell me God is dancing in the rain

I can hear the echo
In a maze of words
A lonely voice behind a door
Can you hear me calling
From a world away
A lonely voice behind a door

I keep looking back
Traditions back
Across the centuries
In a century where no one can explain
You tell me God is dancing in the rain

I can hear the echo
In a maze of words
A lonely voice behind a door
Can you hear me calling
From a world away
A lonely voice behind a door

As I stare ahead
A dream ahead
Across the ocean
Cross an ocean where there's nothing to explain
You tell me God is laughing in the rain

I can hear the echo
In a maze of words
A lonely voice behind a door
Can you hear me calling
From a world away
A lonely voice behind a door




a lonely voice
Mary Fahl and the october project


- when I feel sober from days of feeling miserable, this is one of the songs that help me rejuvenate. i love her songs...


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webcam shot

goofing around with sazzy...dad's super spoiled girl.

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my first case...and first time to have ever witness a complete delivery... mura jud pud ako'y nanganak! haha! sakto jud si kai, nice ang feeling na kulba. it was an overwhelming feeling seeing the baby come out. I was assigned to wipe the excrement/stool of the mother... kung mo utong sya, mogwas man pud. ok lang basta maka kuha ug case. gloves bitaw! hehe.




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Got this one from akosikai's blog - only fools die... Its really nice so I asked kai if I could repost it.

A conversation with Desire..


ROSE: Have you ever been in love?
DESIRE: You might say that.
ROSE: Horrible, isn't it?
DESIRE: In what way?
ROSE: It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...
You give them a piece of you. They don't ask for it. They do something dumb one day like kiss you, or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore.
Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like "Maybe we should just be friends" or "How very perceptive" turns into a glass splinter working its way to your heart.
DESIRE: How picturesque.
ROSE: It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. Nothing should be able to do that.
Especially not love.
I hate love.


-- The Kindly Ones from the Sandman Series by Neil Gaiman...



"love is a noble act of self-giving, offering your trust, faith and loyalty. the more you love the more you loose a part of you yet you don't become less of who you are... instead you end up being complete." - anonymous. got this from an old scrapbook I've been keeping for years.

love is one delightful feeling and I pitty those people who didnt risk to fall because of the mere reason that they fear to be miserable. lami gyud ang feeling na mainlove ug e love... lami mahigugma. hehe... cornyha oi! haha! ge nalang gud! ;p

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Laudromat rock

by: Trixie Pixie

-one of my fave deviant art photo. I so love this pic. so vintage and cool...

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My partner Marina (yes. that's her real name and she lives along the coastal area of our hometown) won our first game of the tournament yesterday straight 2 sets 6-3, 6-1. we played under the scorching heat of the sun so we gave our best to end it as early as we could. I'm happy with my partner and comfortable playing with her because shes a good netter as I am good at the baseline. hehe! so now were keeping our fingers cross for the next rounds because were really aiming for that trophy... ;) (wink!*)

after playing I went to Maranding with my parents and cousins para mamiesta and after eating lunch with them at our friend's house gapa drop ko nila mommy sa tennis court to watch the tennis commercial there... sus. timing kaayo my guy's playing vs. cotabato... bantog ra wa na naka reply! it was one of the best games yesterday... it was a close fight. mura ko'g di ka ginhawa sa kakulba! hehe! thank God they won... I stayed there till 5:30 pm... watching other games and spending time with my guy...Ü

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I don't like to do anything right now... I've gone out of ideas what to post... and I don't feel like blogging my first experience in the delivery room watching the bloody vagina of a 23-year-old unmarried mom the other night during our ORDR duty. I can't call it my first, since I was seconds late after the baby came out... so I haven't seen a complete delivery yet... maybe I could talk about it some other time when I get to handle such cases.

rain rain come again! hmmm... I even like the long rainy days so much which I hated the most since I don't get to smack tennis balls on the clay court... but the past few days was different. I was feeling sluggish since that day I lost my fave babolat racket and still am feeling that tardiness right at this very moment. I got a text from the president of the Nazareth tennis club in cagayan de oro this PM: "gikan ko sa tennis court this am. wala pa nakita imo racket. ako pang gipapangita mai" which i know I wouldn't be able to retrieve it back. I'm feeling hopeless... and this back pain isn't helping! just my luck. I'm just keeping my fingers cross for my game this weekend... wa koy praktis and I'm using my old titanium head racket which I'm not used to it's weight anymore... it's heavier compared to that pure drive I've stupidly forgotten at the court.

hahay...life. I know ...I should get my acts back... this is killing me...bit by bit.

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sa among tindahan:

customer (mama gapalit ug bondpaper sa iyang anak): naa moy ban piper?

mommy: naa. short? long?

customer (galibog): asa may taas ana???

mommy (nakuratan sa pangutana): LONG!

customer (murag na uwaw, ningisi): ay...hehe. kanang long...




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Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Let your heart be light
From now on,
our troubles will be out of sight

Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Make the Yule-tide gay,
From now on,
our troubles will be miles away.

Here we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore.
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more.

Through the years
We all will be together,
If the Fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough.
And have yourself A merry little Christmas now.

~ listening to coldplay's version of this one... oh how I love this song, makes me think of lonely winter romance, sleepless in seattle and autumn in new york and realizing how lonely christmas will be this year with everyone going out of the country, and my close cousins won't be able to leave their work... they can't come home... and I lost my valuable babolat racket... and I can't still buy a new one because I'm so broke... I wish I could go back to those days where my problems are as shallow as how to own that new kitchen toy set or how to convince mom to buy me that cash register that I was dying to have and drooling everytime I passed by that bright display rack in gaisano... oh I wish I could go back to being a kid where troubles were a whiz. I miss those days.

ahhhhh... cool breeze. rainy days. christmas is near... have a merry yulletide season everyone... ;)

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I hate marshmallows...
I hate myself...
wait...
I hate myself more than I hate marshmallows...
I lost my tennis racket.



broke
I hate myself...


where on earth can I find a cold 8 thousand cash to buy a new one? :(
I hate myself!


last july I also lost my k750i cellphone...hahay...
i hate marshmallows...


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passion makes the world go round. love just makes it a a safer place - ice T.

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just got back from our 3-day trip in cagayan de oro city for a 2-day friendly tennis commercial. gamay rami'g daog. halos pildi. paets... but tennis was just half of it... I had the best time with my friends. and my boyfriend...

- ate tata and jun2x... tnx for the treats!

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yey!!! I got a kasalo collectible cap! cge ko'g hope to get one... mygani hinginum ug royal! haha! can't wait to claim it...heee! ;p

- I really like the new cap design it's so hip. reminds me of che guevara, artwork and stuff. cool.

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chen: nang indi, walay lami ang mga nanulod na housemates sa celebrity edition 2 noh?

nang indi: bitaw. ngano naa mana si Baron diha na artista naman na?!



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fighting back drowsiness between hours of a lazy afternoon... so I made skul girl keeki. I really don't have any idea. it just popped out from my sleepy head... so I ended up sketching it. I named her after my cousin khay-khay (it's pronounced kiki here in the province). I've resisted snoozing off alright, so now here comes super headache! arrrghhhh!!!

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THREE NAMES THAT FRIENDS CALL YOU*
1. mai mai
2. mayang
3. siwagkang (dorm days)

THREE MOST IMPORTANT DATES IN YOUR
LIFE*
1. dec.6
2. dec 25
3. and jan 1

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE LOCAL BANDS*
1. Bamboo
2. parokya ni edgar
3. barbie's cradle/hungry young poets
what happen to the new alternative rockbands nowadays? purya gaba... they more compete on O.A emotive videos than concentrating on good music... purya saway!

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE FOREIGN BANDS* V
1. goo goo dolls
2. third eye blind
3. coldplay!
4. mr. big (way mopalag kung akong dugangan)
5. better than ezra
6. breathe
7. everything but the girl
9. escape club
10. spandau ballet
ah! tsk! I'm still not contented with ten... ge nalang!

THREE WAYS TO BE HAPPY*
1. play tennis
2. picture taking on beautiful sites
3. travelling with my family and my fave cuzs.

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS* 8
1. I'll be there - escape club
2. return to me - mary fahl and the october project
3. hands to heaven - breathe

THREE PERSONS YOU MISS RIGHT NOW*
1. my boyfriend Y
2. my cuz mic2x
3. my cuz che che

THREE GIFTS YOU WOULD LIKE TO
RECEIVE* e
1. roddick's pure drive babolat racket
2. a gift check worth 10,000 pesos
3. the 100 dollars my cuz promised to give me hehe!

THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO FOR
HOLIDAY* J
1. santorini, greece (bantay lang kaaaaa!)
2. paris
3. wimbledon ( I hope i could still see hantuchova, federer, the williams sisters and rafael nadal by that time)...

THREE GIRL'S/BOY'S NAMES* m
1. fiona
2. una
3. hhmmm. can't think of names right now...

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE FASTFOOD*
1. Mcdo
2. KFC
3. red ribbon
it's been months and months since the last time I ate something in these fastfoods.

THREE SCHOOLS YOU'VE ATTENDED* G
1. Misamis Union High School, Ozamiz City (kinder to highschool. it sucks!)
2. University of San Carlos-TC, Cebu City (College - my golden days)
3. and currently in LSSTI, LDN (BSN 2nd Courser), ang kilid basakan!

THREE FAVORITE DRINKS:
1. coke
2. fresh milk (non-fat)
3. red horse... fave gyud? haha!

THREE THINGS FOUND IN YOUR BAG:
my tennis bag:
1. rackets
2. shoes
3. clothes

THREE PERFUMES/COLOGNES:
1. clinique happy heart
2. my boyfriend's cologne
3. johnson's regular (the green one)

THREE FAVORITE COLORS:
1. green
2. pink
3.

THREE EVENTS YOU'RE LOOKING
FORWARD TO:
1. oath taking (hehe!)
2. tubod's tennis tournament
3. baroy's fiesta


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which of the 7 deadly sins is yours?

GrEed

took a fun quiz this morning and I landed to this sin which fits good to the picture I made few months ago. I guess I'm greedy. no. really... I am.

there was an earthquake as I made this post... i think it lasted for about 15 seconds. kulbaan ko gamay dah! hooo!*

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boguspoet said...
which reminds me that i have included this as one of my DA paboritos. =) i just like the freedom it replicates, the vastness, the tangled hair and two souls.it makes life better i think to walk with someone and not alone especially when seas cry and roads are mischievous.

-klit-shy... i posted your comment because I love what you wrote... thank you.

photograhed by gotats. I did the enhancing and editing.

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played tennis last night with my girlfriends and my bf (I made him come for the simplest reason that I just wanna play tennis with him so he had to travel all the way from their town to spoil me* tsk. mag-usab na jud ko...).

had to practice for our scheduled rematch next week (maranding's fiesta is fast approaching and ozamis' too) so we had to practice for possible pairings on those events.

had a bad game last night... I lose 2 games.

I know... I should have exerted more effort.

upset.

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this is supposed to be a free world.

a free-love world.

then why do some people care so much on looks?

why do parents hate it when your boyfriend is poor?

would it be a sin to have a not-at-all-handsome boyfriend?

I cannot teach my heart to stop feeling.

I am happy.

problema nana sa uban in short

to hell!!!

- self-timer.photo manipulation.

labels: tired. fed up

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light for an unknown path

photo: me. one night of power outage.

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Happiness is finding a pencil
Pizza with sausage
Telling the time

Happiness is learning to whistle
Tying your shoe for the very first time
Happiness is playing the drum in your own school band
And happiness is walking hand in hand

Happiness is two kinds of ice cream
Knowing a secret
Climbing a tree

Happiness is five different crayons
Catching a firefly, setting him free
Happiness is being alone every now and then
And happiness is coming home again
Happiness is morning and evening daytime and nighttime too
For happiness is anyone and anything at all
that's loved by you

Happiness is having a sister
Sharing a sandwich
Getting along

Happiness is singing together when day is through
And happiness is those who sing with you


Happiness is morning and evening daytime and nighttime too
For happiness is anyone and anything at all
that's loved by you.



- You're a good man Charlie Brown.



I heard this song from leah salonga's concert album years ago. she's my ultimate idol. I never thought phil collin's songs could be more beautiful and idealist john lennon's "imagine" could be more meaningful until that day I heard her sang it...


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my tennis partner. my boyfriend.

labels: loveset

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