Belated Happy Halloween!!

I just had a very good weekend! Two days of re-establishing old ties, and first time in so many months to be free! Ahh, this is life!

Last Saturday, I had a great time with my high school friends hanging out at the bar. This was just a spontaneous meeting, coz we were supposed to have our "weekly" badminton tournament, which as of now, is still on the planning stage...hehehe!

We met at Mocha Blends, and bullied Tata to treat us to dinner. Unfortunately (or otherwise! hehehe!), Mike was not with me, he was pooped in cleaning his father's gravesite. So I was alone, and for the first time, I can do whatever I want! But in fairness to him, he is a very easygoing person, never did he tell me to stop doing something, as long as he knows I could handle myself. But little did he know that I was able to smoke 6 cigarettes that night! nyahahah!

Okay, so the gang composed of me, Mau, Tata, Rhose and Rhose's brother. I texted Renan and we met Gemma at the hospital, coz she was visiting someone. Then we went to Fhe's house and off we go to the bar.

We had so much fun, just hanging out and listening to the band. Of course I had my alcohol intake, and it was invigorating after 6 months of dry spell! But just when I thought I could do whatever I want, Renan seemed to be possessed by Mike's soul! He acted as if he was my personal guard or something! on second thought, he's good-looking nowadays. Hmm, I wonder why...

Then there was the incident at the dance floor. Well, Rhose was harrassed by a lewd, drunken freak! And what was so funny was that because of that, we were able to have Mau danced for the first time! hahaha!

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The next night, I met with Liza, my good friend from TransCo (a fellow Bulakeña but based in Baguio). She was here for the All Saint's Day and that was just the only time to see her. She hasn't changed a bit, she's still the same beautiful but swardspeak girl I used to know. I really missed her, and it was really nice to see her again.

She was with her father, and we were tracing our family tree because apparently, there is a Carlos in their ancestry, and maybe they are one of our relatives. It would be nice to have Liza as a cousin, or tita or anything. After all, she is a beauty!

Her father was really nice, and we talked about anything under the sun. But of course, the main topic would be TransCo and work, and my former boss. It's the same old story, nothing new, but I am suprised that still, people seem to really have ill feelings about him. And more and more are getting pissed off. One thing for sure: I'm glad I was not there anymore!

On one of our discussions, she told me about the launching of TransCo Idol (yucck, how corny can you get!!!). It was really cheesy it was downright funny! She was asking me if I want to be one of the judges. And I said YES of course!

I told her about our plan to have a Baguio outing this December. She was really excited, she even asked me to reserve the place that night! I'll text her again about the plans.

Okay, it has been a long weekend...hope it would never end!

You're a "Pink Angel". Now, just because
it may be a little bit of a feminin color
doesn't mean you're all girly and whiney.
You're very self-less and love to bring good
news to people because you like seeing people
happy. You have better manners than most and
people love how polite you can be. You're
friends love that they hardley ever get in
arguments with you and can barely get mad at
you! You're friends and family mean so much to
you and it takes more than a fight to break you
away from them. (if you cannot see the pics, go
near the bottom of my homepage and find your
result. look closely to make sure your look in
the right place)


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Right now, i am chatting with friends at ym conference.
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I just catched Breakfast this morning. (You know, I'd rather watch this morning show than the 2 morning shows at the same timeslot.) And the topic was about books, and being a bookworm, I avidly watched the program. They tackled about books for all ages, and what books would they recommend to people so as to help them understand the value of reading.

I am a bookworm. I think few people know that I really love to read, I could finish a Robert Ludlum novel in just one sitting! My room is full with books, I don't even know where to put some of them.

My romance with books began when I was like, 5, with the traditional ABAKADA book painstakingly read by my mother to teach us how to read syllables. I remember her having a ruler at hand if we can't read correctly the BA-KA and the BA-HAY. And my brother was so good, my mom was impressed. Then she uncovered the secret: he was just basing the word from the pictures! Talk about being a con artist...

I remember reading INQUIRER newspaper with my father, about 6 or 7, about the EDSA Revolution. Inquirer was just a newbie in the journalism scene then, not as popular as Times or Bulletin. On second thought, I think we haven't had other newspaper except Inquirer. Even if the newspaper suffered criticisms, being a tabloid broadsheet and the wrath of an onion-skinned president, we still regularly buy it. That's what you call loyalty.

Anyway, voracious reader as I am, I began scouring for books even ahead of my age. I especially enjoyed reading Gospel comics of my cousins, since they were in a catholic private school. I think I was about 7 then, and they were going on their 5th grade already. Then came also their Batobalanis, Saranggolas and other freebies from school. Even their textbooks were not spared from my eyes. And actually, it drives them mad, because they wouldn't know where I hid them, teeheheh! Encyclopedias, Science textbooks, Tagalog poetry and Philippine history, they all passed in my teeny hands. My mom even said I can read even before I can walk. Well, that explains it all!

High school opened up a vast treasure chest of books I have come to explore. The Little Prince, Jonathan Livingston Seagull, Guy de Maupassant's The Necklace were some of the literary highlights of my time. Not to mention Jose Rizal's Noli Me Tangere and El Filibusterismo (which, by the way, were in a hot seat, critics said that Rizal plagiarized the plot from European novels), and Balagtas' Florante at Laura, which we even sang to the tune of April Boy Regino's song!

College is another thing. Being an Iska really helped me appreciate other authors, like Foucalt, Weiber, Marx in Social Sciences; Lumbera, Cruz-Reyes, Bautista Sionil-Jose in Humanities; and other literary giants of past and present. I even had the opportunity to have Solita Monsod, better known as Mareng Winnie on TV, as my teacher in Econ 100.1 (she is not a writer per se, but I just want to name-drop her here, hehehe!)

Right now, I have been reading various works of Paulo Coelho, Mitch Albom, and Robert Ludlum, the funny exploits of Rebecca Bloomwood as a shopaholic, the saga of Harry Potter and even cheesy and mushy Love Stories and Sweet Valley collections. You may say I have an eclectic taste when it comes to books. And to say that books reveal the personality of the reader would be an apt description for myself. My books are an eclectic mix of different genres, just like me. A schizophrenic, if I would describe myself.

Reading is my passport to never-ending adventures, mushy happy endings, gripping action-thriller moves, and horrifying ghost stories. I do hope children and young adults would be able to learn and enjoy the joys of reading. For with books, you will see the wonders of life peppered with your vivid imagination.

I have been exchanging e-mail with my friend Ron who is a much deeper reader and thinker than me, hands down. We have been discussing very enlightening topics, about books, films and sunsets. It's been a long time since we have engaged in a discussion like this, way back when he finally bid the energy beat adieu and transfer to another beat. That, unfortunately, is the life of a journalist.

Anyway, it was really a nice exchange of thoughts, as if we are speaking to each other personally, listening to ideas and insights that pop out to our minds. It has been so long since I have talked to someone like that, just exchanging of thoughts and learning about the other person through his answers. (I hope he learns something from me!)

I'm really missing my friends from my previous job. The coffee breaks we had to release pent-up emotions from the job, the trips Joie, Faye and I had, the hanging-out at Sunken Garden, jogging dates at the Oval, and most especially, simple, intimate talks that lets us open up to each other, as if we're sisters sharing deep secrets. I have not given the opportunity to meet somebody that could equal that kind of relationship I have had with them, and that is my only regret.

Hope to have a nice chat with them someday, and maybe, things will work out the same as before.

B:

Your Beauty lies
in Plain Sight. Plain, simple and the girl next
door. People tend overlook you as you are the
"normal girl", but you're actually
very beautiful. And you have plenty about you to
set you apart, but more that
lets you blend. People love the stability you have
because as others may come
and go, you will always be there and you may always
be the same. You like simple
things and that's what people like about you. You
most likely enjoy things most
consider normal, like movies, shopping, that sort
of thing and are very friendly
and probably have many friends. You are sweet and
kind and that shows on you,
but you're also strong and not very naive. You're a
rather well-rounded
individual. Even though some people pass you off as
just another girl, shrug it
off because they don't know what they're
missing.

Some Things
That Represent You:

Element:
Earth, Light Animal: Cat Color:
Pinks, Blues, Browns Song:
Girl Next Door by Pilot Expression: Simple
Smile

Gemstone:
Alexandrite Mythological Creature: Fox
Demon, Hobbit Sign:
Tauros Planet: Jupiter Hair Color:
Light Brown Eye Color:
Brown

Quote:
"To the world you may be one person, but to
one person you may be the world."

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My goodness!! A life that is as boring as mine is rated R?!?!?!



My life is rated R.
What is your life rated?

Your like an angel. You pocess love and bring love
to any thing or person. You love being
yourself. Even though your cute or not. I think
your just awesome. Like you are peace


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I am a keeper of a big secret...
I don't know when this would end..
I know that if this secret comes up, it would be over...
It would wreck havoc to my life...
Things would never be the same again...
But I know secrets are not secrets forever...
Sooner or later, it would haunt me...
And time will only tell when this would be out in the open...
I don't know what to do...
This secret is gnawing my conscience into pieces...
I hope this would end soon...

gonna check my new usericon...
this is a pic of my high school friends...
dearest of them all!!

I am very sleepy right now. But fortunately, this is my last work day, and I am looking forward to have my pillows carress my tired, over-worked body. Ahh, such heaven the feeling is! (gosh, yoda is that you?!)

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I have tumbled upon Ala's web blog (Ala Paredes, the VJ of MYX before, the Johnson's Clean and Clear Facial Wash Girl, the daughter of Jim Paredes, the list goes on...). I like her. With her witty entries, and cool artworks, she is really her father's daughter. Hope I could meet her someday. Maybe we could be friends, don't you think?

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Okay now, I was just reading my sticky post above, the one in Tagalog. That was my first (and only, I suppose) entry written in Filipino. And I love it! I am not being poetic or anything, but honestly, I have a difficulty in wrting and speaking in Tagalog right now. Not that I'm being high and mighty, actually I am a bit frustrated. Because I think I don't have a solid foundation of either English or Filipino! I'm becoming to be a part of the "chopsuey" generation, where identity crisis is a MAJOR issue.

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I should really go back to the academe soon, maybe take up by Master's degree or even explore the wonderful world of teaching! My job is making my cerebrum rust! I need intellectual stimulation, just like when I was in UP. Ahh, UP, the bastion of knowledge, the cornucopia of liberal thinking. But right now, UP is under a great financial stress. And it needs financial help, badly. If I am just a filthy rich, hot mama (i just love to picture myself in that situation!), I would really donate to my alma mater, so that I could bring back to her all the things she gave me: the learning, the experience and the title of being Iska! and I'm damn proud of it!

I am here at my honey bunny's house, blogging away my time while he munched his lunch (at 5:00 pm, mind you!!). Right now, I am here with his prehistoric dial-up connection (wehehe!). It's a great day, no work, just me, myself, tv and my pillows! ahh, this is the life!

It's a cloudy day. I had a very relaxing massage yesterday, and just got out of a blissful, deep sleep. I haven't had this kind of sleep for months! No fitful awakenings at dawn, just good ol' fashioned slumber.

Yesterday, we had a car malfunction. Mike and I don't know what happened. Just a few feet away from our house, the car started to act strange. It turned out the bottom part of the car (I really don't know what to call that, I know zilch about cars) lost its screw, and it was making that scratchy, irritating sound. Fortunately, it happened in our vicinity, so one of my cousins was able to fix it in no time! Whew, imagine our distress when it happened somewhere else!

But the irritating part (for me, that is) was some people just really want to be there just to see what my boyfriend looks like! It's like we're in a scene of a movie, and we were the stars! You see, they really don't know what my boyfriend looks like, and they are curious to see him. However, to my dismay, it was really done in a very vulgar way, ogling and staring at us! How uncool was that? Anyways, maybe I just should just let him be visible in some way.

they say poetry is the language of the soul. It transcends all the aspects of human differences. Rather, it evokes emotions raw and powerful that ultimately lets you see the bare essence of the soul...

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

Write, for example, 'The night is starry
and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.'

The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.

She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.

To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.

What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is starry and she is not with me.

This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

My sight tries to find her as though to bring her closer.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.

The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.

Another's. She will be another's. As she was before my kisses.
Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.

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I JUST LOST MY PHONE!!!!

Right at this very minute, I just lost the umbilical cord that ties me up to the civilized world. I didn't know what happened, basta it's just out of my sight, gone, zilch, nada.

It's not a flashy phone. It's just a prehistoric 3310 with detachable back cover. But that phone was (waaah, past tense!!) bought for around P13,000, coz it was one of the first batch in the market. My father bought that phone, just as the two other phones I just lost.

I don't know what's wrong with me. I have this eerie personality of losing things, no matter how important they are. I didn't mean to, it just happened! And no matter what I do, it's just a recurring theme of my life. I always lose the ones I love.

I feel a great void in my life right now. I have been attached to my phone , however jurassic you may call it. It was just a simple phone, no complicated settings or buttons to press, just text-and-call kind of phone. And I love the sheer simplicity of it. And my SIM card was the longest I ever had-I had it for three years already. All the numbers, text messages and stuff were on that phone, now lost forever. I don't know how to recover from the loss. Worse, I don't know how to tell my father!

Universe is conspiring against me
i am now at the mercy of Him
kneeling down to the Almighty One
"spare me, oh Mighty!"

but He is deaf to all my pleadings
and blind to all my sufferings.
He turned his head away,
saying "This is just the way it should be."

and thou shall it be.
i endured sorrows
that no one can imagine.
and my life is over.

i would never feel anything
that would make my woes nothing.
all i can feel is pain,
all i can hear is suffering.

the reason for these
until now evades me.

and i am still in pain,
an i suffer incessantly.

Yesterday, I had a blast playing badminton with my friends. At long last, our plan pushed through! We were really talking about it for the longest time, and finally we did it. And it was really fun! I haven't really tried any sports or fitness regimen for a long time, I think the last time I did go to the gym was hmmm....December of last year! That was when I was with my previous company, because there is an in-house gym and trainer within the premises. Come to think of it, that was the last time I really entertained thoughts about doing a serious fitness schedule, butu to no avail. It's either I was really busy with my work schedule, or just plain lazy.

We were playing for about an hour, and boy, we were exhausted! We didn't have warm-up exercises, so our muscles were really stretched to the limit. And we don't know the rules of the game, so we the game was a no-rules, do-anything-you-want kind of thing. And it was really fun!! This is the first time we tried badminton, and nobody really had an experience playing it. I admit I am a sports klutz. I don't know how to play any sports to save my life! Except for occasional jogging and the childhood games of patintero, chinese garter and jackstones, I know zilch about playing any sports.

After one exhausting game, we went to Max's to eat dinner. It's really sad that I have to go early because I still have work that night. SANA MAULIT!!!

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AHHH....MY BODY HURTS LIKE H*LL!!!

Hehehe, just posting some pics...


gaganda namin nuh?!


barkada!

Why do people always judge people based on their weight?!

It's been getting on my nerves that people always tell me I'm fat. Like they really have to rub it in. It's like your character and personality is based on the numbers registering on the weighing scale. And it's really deprssing, especially for me who is not used to being called FAT!

All my life, I have been very skinny and lanky. My father even called me Olive Oyl because of my body structure. (For those of you who don't know Olive Oyl, HELLURR?!?!) I didn't have a problem with clothes, because I know almost all would fit me. But now...

Almost two years ago, I was not this big. I don't know what happened, but something changed in my homonal system or biological make-up (I don't know what!!) but there was drastic change that occurred in my body. One day, I just woke up finding myself in a very difficult situation: my clothes don't fit me anymore, I'm cellulite-ridden especially my thighs, and people now gasp on how big I've become. And that is really a miserable feeling. My God, some people even thought I have given birth!!! WAAAHHH!!

I know major part of how my body looks now is because of genetics and heredity. My family is on the heavy side, so 99.9% someone from my family would also have the same plight. And unfortunately, it's me. Second, I don't go into fitness regimen or sports activity. I am a sedentary person, but I don't eat that much. Third, stress can really do harm to your body. But unlike some who would really be so thin with stress, I am the polar opposite: I grow FAT everytime I'm stressed out. And it's really very frustrating.

I don't really classify myself as vain when it comes to looks, but it really pains me to see all of my clothes just hanging in my closet, just fading to oblivion. And it really hurts me when people would always compare me to the girl I used to be years ago. I mean, I don't have a problem with women who marry at an early age, but I don't have a husband yet, and I don't have a baby!!!!!

I have tried using fat-reducing pills, (which could make me go to the bathroom every five minutes!), slimming tea (same thing), and other stuff, but it really don't work. I don't know what to do anymore. I am really contemplating on a very rigid fitness regimen, but with my erratic schedule, it would be close to impossible. I am now trying to do badminton every week, and my body really hurt! I think I need to do that everyday. If you could give me tips, please, I would welcome it. I need help badly!!

Not that I am being a slacker, but I did that for a very noble reason. You see, I have been around Makati for two days already to accompany my boyfriend to get a job. I think this is the time he needs me the most. Since I have plenty of leaves to spare, I decided to be with him and search for the perfect job. Well, that's what I thought at first...

It's really hard to find a job these days! Your feet would be subjected to long walks, oppressing shoes (especially if it is brand-new!), your body would shout for "SALONPAS!" and that muscle gels that can ease the pain in minutes (or so they claim...). It is really a sacrifice to find work these tough times. Fortunately (or otherwise, however you want to see it), there are call centers who are in badly need of employees to be agents. So after all else fail, I decided to pay a visit to my company, and let him experience the phases I have been through just to be in my work right now.

For those of you who are not familiar on how a typical call center exam works, I'll let you in for a secret, hehehe! The first phase would be an interview. It depends on how you go about your application. If you applied online or through mail, you will undergo phone interviews, wherein they will base their recommendations on your answers, fluency, organization of thoughts, and interest on the job. If you are a walk-in applicant, you will be in a group interview. The advantage of a group interview is that there will be less tension, your organization of thought will be more precise, and you will have greater chance to meet your prospective teammates for training (if all of you pass, that is). After you have passed the initial interview, it's time to go on the next stage.

The second stage would be the simulation exam. This is the heart of the process, where they would weed out applicants for the final phase. It is divided into parts, and you have to pass every stage before you proceed to the next stage. Like for example, if you didn't pass the first part (which I think is a call simulation), you will not be allowed to go to the next stage, which is data entry. It means you're out of the game. I can't remember the correct stages I have been through, but the trick is always pay attention to the little details, especially in the call simulation and data entry. I remember when I was still applying, I never really imagined I would be in the Technical group, because for one, I am a Journalism graduate for goodness' sake! And I know zilch about computers! Apparently, I have high scores in the technical part of the exam. Oh, well...

The third part would be the final interview. If you have passed the first two processes with flying colors, there is a greater chance that you have passed the screening process and have a job! (yehey!) This is what I call the 'culminating activity", you will be interviewed on solo mission by one of the HR people of the company. This is pretty intense, because you will be subjected to Ms. Universe questions like "What is the most difficult situation you have been through and how did you manage to overcome it?" or "How do you handle stress?" or "Who do you like best, Piolo or Echo?" (oops, erase the last one!) And also you will be asked if you are okay with night shifts, working holidays, and shifting offs. Of course, if you need job badly, you will say YES to the above-mentioned questions, right?

My boyfriend just had his final interview yesterday, and they told him that they would e-mail the result today. I'm really nervous, hope he passed the process. I'm more tensed than him actually! Hope to God he passed the exam...I'm keeping my fingers crossed!

P.S.

I should be writing also the dinner we had yesterday, but I'm tired already. It's a pretty long entry, so I'll try to write it some other time.

He didn't pass the screening process. And I feel so guilty.

I think I am the reason why he didn't pass the job. I didn't give him enough information that he could use for the final interview. I didn't ask him to research about the company profile. I didn't give enough support so that he could pass the test. I am so ashamed of myself.

I don't know if I would still continue the relationship. Not because of him. But because of me. Really. I feel that at the onset of our relationship, I am the reason of his downfall. As if I exude negative aura that affected his whole life. I know he is so mad at me right noe. He would think I conned him in believing that there is still hope. But I really believe that there is. But now, I just created a vaccuum, a void in his dwindling self-esteem. I am the reason for this. For that, I am really sorry.

I just hate the fact that I even let him believe that everything will be okay. Then the crash. I don't know what to do anymore. I really feel guilty. I HATE IT!!!

*I don't know what happened, but I just got my entry disappeared! HMMMPPP!!!*

You Are a Life Blogger!

Your blog is the story of your life - a living diary. If it happens, you blog it. And make it as entertaining as possible.

Ok, got this quiz from Ala's blog. This is so cute! I just don't know what it means by the first premise, though.

♥Khaye Ramirez and ♥Mike De Leon

Will never have a gruesome girl. Enjoy it when they kiss in private. Follow their dreams.

Orchestrated by ianiceboy

LET'S PARTY!!

Let me see if Elmo would work...

You Are From the Moon

You can vibe with the steady rhythms of the Moon. You're in touch with your emotions and intuition. You possess a great, unmatched imagination - and an infinite memory. Ultra-sensitive, you feel at home anywhere (or with anyone). A total healer, you light the way in the dark for many.

I just saw Mon, a friend of Joie and Ruffy, here at work. He is now part of the transition team here, and I am pleasantly surprised that he remembered me, even if we haven't really talked that much before yet. Apparently, he was the one Ruffy and Joie were referring to when they asked me to find this mysterious girl from SBC.

So many has happened since I last wrote my entry. I just realized that I haven't really written something here for the past days. Most entries were from quiz sites. Not that I don't have something to write about. It's just that I wasn't able to. (defensive?!) Anyway, it has been a crazy life for me these past days. Hmmm...when would I start?

I was rushed to the Medical City last Saturday due to peptic ulcer. I thought my severe abdominal pain was because of what I ate in the pantry (a very pungent-smelling rice which I know was the culprit!). The pain was really intolerable, so I decided to go to the hospital to see what's wrong. Fortunately, Rhea (our company nurse) accompanied me to the hospital because I realized that I won't be able to do it on my own there. For one, the doctors there are SO GOOD-LOOKING that I won't be able to speak to them! I would just stare at them and blush, just like a teenager, hehehe! Secondly, it's so lonely to be alone in the hospital. I was looking to other patients and they are with their loved ones. I don't think I would last a day without someone with me there. It's so lonely.

Last Sunday (after my bout with ulcer), I had my badminton session with my friends. Thankfully, it was my off, so I was able to really dig into the sport without thinking about my shift. Mau was with two girls from his work, and we don't know if his girlfriend knew about it, hehehe! It was really a very good game, we were really drenched with sweat and it was exhilarating! Maybe I should do this more often, maybe 2-3 times a week.

And today is the day of the booboos! Booboo number 1: I don't have work today! But I don't know that! It seems that the schedule was changed so my off, instead of Tuesday-Wednesday, is now Monday-Sunday. AHHH!!! But I'll just go to work today, then will go on sick leave tomorrow because I have to accompany Mike to his interview.

Ah, the interview. I really pray that Mike would be able to pass this one. After all the hardships we have done just to findhim a job, and the setbacks we have experienced, it's about time that he should move on with his life and start all over again. And I do hope that that time would be tomorrow.

Booboo number 2 is a girl thing, so I shouldn't elaborate. hehehe! Till next time! Ciao for now!