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SMS 13Nov2014

Hayahay ang buhay. Here @ Jollibee all alone by myself for lunch and later wld be going to fix my PhilHealth (Affix here a smiley.) But then only to find out na offline ang office na pupuntahan ko. Recommended about Beauty in a Bottle by a friend, I bought one ticket. Sobrang tawa ko sa panonood.  Wahahahahaha-- Then I started to have my vision blurring. Then streams of tears running my face. Nakareleyt ako ng bongga sa movie. Chooosss...


SMS 22Dec2014

Noringai's Buti pa ang Roma, May Bagong Papa struck my laughing-gas episodes a hundred times cover to cover. I did not mind the other commuters elbowing themselves in and out of the jitney or the honking vehicles running or stacked at the highway. All that mattered that moment was Ms Noreen Capili was talking to me. For half a minute I felt my eyes welled up, and the other half of it, I was smirking. I gripped to the truth, I am like her at least in tumbling crazy about a crush and having that craziness for years. I have not gone past that phase. Crushes, crushes, crushes... All about that crushes... When I was on my teens, I was so cautious crossing with the boys being forewarned by parents. At 27, I still have not tried to have a recipient of my mushy craps. I had my mushiness done in letters and would now be in electronic... It crossed my mind once considering single blessedness living in a convent... Thoughts about marriage? Not until when my relatives perk up the question when. Yes, I wld be marrying.  When?! An interjection echoing-ing-ing-ing. That I will still have to know and I wld be telling you, of course, soon.

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