Thanks Wena!

People thought that we were twins growing up. Anything that my Mom buys, Sanse would have the same thing. Enjoy naman kasi I have always thought of her as my sister.

Masaya pag kasama si sanse,kwela kasi lagi. Naroong magbasa ng dedication sa mga songhits sabay change pa ng voice...kasama si Toperiano. Rayot talaga!

Remember ang tape recorder sa kwarto ni Lolo para i-record ang "hello Summer..."

Those were the days talaga...but here we are continents apart and yet walang pinagbago. Basta't ikaw pa rin ang kakambal ko...si Sanse.
October 26, 2009 8:02 PM


Thank you cuzin, just in time for my birthday! I miss you too and I lav yah! No matter what- "blade sa pagitan ng ngipin". hahahahaha!!!!!! love, sanse!

FOR HUNTER- a few pics in boyoyoy's house

"Pards, ches and casey swim swim, there is water and trash, and trash and water, and rain! splash! splash!!!"- dialogue ni casey-

Si Ondoy...si Manang...at ang chocomallows...

Salamat...ngayon ko lang nalaman kung gaano ka loyal ang labandera ko, hindi ako iniwan sa gitna ng bagyo at baha.

8:30 ng umaga nag umpisa ng tumaas ang tubig, sabi ko ah hindi naman pumapasok ang tubig sa loob ng apartment kaya ayos lang, relax lang, pero ang bilis parang sunog bigla na lang nasa loob na ng bahay para kang hinahabol.

Wala kaming nagawa kung hindi mag akyat ng ilang gamit na kaya naming buhatin. Nang nasa tuhod ko na ang tubig sabi ko "manang, tama na akyat na tayo" sagot nya "hindi kailangan iakyat ang washing machine". Ngayon ko lang naisip kasi yun ang ginagamit nya para makapaglaba kaya kailangan naming maiakyat. Kaya pinagtulungan namin.

Namatay na ang kuryente, hanggang papataas na ng papataas ang tubig, umabot na sa pang apat na baitang ng hagdanan paakyat. Hindi ko ipinahahalata sa kanya na medyo natatakot na ako, paano na kung umabot sa itaas? ano? aakyat kami sa bubong? paano kung walang mag rescue? kung makakapili ako, ayokong malunod at magpalutang lutang at idescribe ng mga reporters na may nakuhang magandang babae!!!! oh my gosh!!!!

Gabi na at lahat ng kandila pati kandila ng mga inanak ko sa binyag ay nagamit na namin. Tsaka lang namin naisip na wala pala kaming naiakyat na pagkain. At kung naiakyat man ang mga de lata, paano namin bubuksan? eh lumulutang na ang abrelata sa ibaba?

Naalala ko ang isang box ng chocomallows na binili ko nung gabi. Binuksan ko, anim ang laman, naghati kami tig tatatlo. Mabuti na lang at may dalawang boteng mineral water kaya may nainom kami. Kinain ko ang tatlong mallows at kumain din sya.
Hindi ako nakakaramdam ng gutom sa totoo lang pero kailangang kumain.

10:00 ng gabi nang nakaramdam ako ng gutom, sabi nya heto yung isang mallows ko hindi ko kinain hati tayo. Habang binubuksan nya ang chocomallows napagmasdan ko ang kanyang mga kamay, kamay ng masipag at pagal na sa paglalaba. Matagal na syang naglalabada sa akin mahigit labinlimang taon na. Pero ngayon lang kami nagkasama ng matagal at nagkaroon ng pagkakataong magkwentuhan tungkol sa mga buhay buhay.
Hinati nya ang mallows at inabot sa akin, sabay sabi ng "alam mo mas masarap ang buhay ko dito kasi kung nasa amin ako malamang na nasa itaas na ako ng bubong kasi mas mataas ang baha duon".Samantalang ako naman ng mga oras na iyon ay naaawa na sa aking sarili dahil ngayon ko lang naranasan iyon buong buhay ko.

Nang hindi pa tumitigil sa pagbuhos ang ulan sabi nya sa akin "kapag kinakailangan ng lumikas sumama ka na sa mga kapitbahay at iwanan mo na ako" Ha? tanong ko-"nakahanda na akong mamatay 78 years old na ako" Sa loob loob ko aba nag da drama.
Sinagot ko sya "manang ako hindi pa nakahandang mamatay" natawa sya.
Hanggang bigla na lang naming napansin na unti unti ng tumitila ang ulan at
tumahimik ang lugar.

Alas dos na pala ng madaling araw. At ng silipin namin ay unti unti na ngang bumababa ang tubig. Kaya sabi ko sa kanya "manang pwede na tayo umidlip hindi na siguro aakayat ang tubig huminto na ang ulan" sagot nya "hindi tayo matutulog, halika bumaba na tayo kailangan na nating maglinis ng bahay"

Hindi ko na kayang ikwento pa ang paglilinis na ginawa namin mula alas dos ng madaling araw hanggang alas sais ng gabi kinabukasan. At hindi ko na rin kayang ulitin ang pagbubuhat ng washing machine, sofa at ang paghabol sa mga unan at stuffed toys ko.

At hindi ko na rin kayang idescribe pa ang mga nakita ko ng nagliliwanag na sa aming lugar. Nakakalungkot man, gusto kong pagtuunan ng pansin ang magandang naidulot nito sa akin.

Salamat Ondoy nakapag bonding kami ni manang...

buwan...

(photo taken by cherry somewhere in N.E.)

Nakaupo sa may bintana
Habang hinihintay ka
Ganda ng langit ay pinagmamasdan
Araw’y nagpapaalam na
Unti-unting naglaho ang liwanag
Bituin ay nagdatingan
Mga mata’y nakamasid
Sa nag-iisang
Nakasilip na buwan

Nakaupo sa may bintana
Habang pinapangarap ka
Pangungulila’y labis nang nadarama
Sana’y magbalik na
Araw at buwan ay nagbalikan na
Upang ako ay bantayan
Ngunit wala ka pa rin
Ang tangi kong kapiling
Ay ang liwanag nang nakasilip na buwan


Ilang buwan na rin ang nagdaan
Mula ng ika’y lumisan
Saksi ang buwan ng ako’y pangakuang
Magbabalik, sa pagbabalik ng liwanag ng langit

Mga bitui’y kumukutitap,
Waring sila’y nagsasaya
Ngunit katulad ko, tuwina’y nag iisa
Magsumbong man sa kanya, walang magagawa
Kundi ang lumuha


Ilang buwan na rin ang nagdaan
Mula ng ika’y lumisan
Saksi ang buwan ng ako’y pangakuang
Magbabalik ooh
Sa pagbabalik
Ng liwanag ng langit

Nakaupo sa may bintana

the last leaf...waiting for the wind to blow ...

the roots died...no more strength to thirst for the waters
but the last leaf continuous to be strong and resilient

no more branches to lean on
but the last leaf emerged from the lightning and the storm

no more trunks no more barks
but the last leaf is unafraid of the raging flood

for it is when you are at your ownself
that you become confident of your own strength...

the last leaf...waiting for the wind to blow ...


("dahon" photo taken by cherry somewhere in antipolo)

The Velveteen Rabbit

The Velveteen Rabbit, that book along with The Little Prince used to be one of my favorites way back high school. It was subtitled “How to Become Real”. It was really a children’s book that ended up being read by more adults than children.

The most well-known part of book is the passage where the Velveteen Rabbit asks the Skinhorse, “what is real?” They are toys of course and the question literally means how can a toy become real. But in the allegory of the fable it also means “How does a human being become real?” The Skinhorse tells the Rabbit that the only way to become real is to be loved.

I have always found that a very perceptive thought. Being real isn’t what you do; it isn’t what you accomplish. It is what happens to you. Being real doesn’t necessarily mean loving. It means being loved, accepted,though of course no one is going to be loved if she isn’t a good lover herself.

The best part of the passage is when the Skinhorse tells the Rabbit that you can’t become loved, you can’t become real if you break easily, if you have sharp edges, or if you have to be carefully kept. That’s true with toys. Toys that break easily won’t last long enough to be loved by a child for a long time. Sharp toys don’t pass the test of time.

The same is also true with people. People who break easily, people who are too sensitive will never last long. People who have to be handled with care. Nobody can get close enough to them because they chase everybody away.

There is one insight that the Skinhorse shares with the Rabbit. Being accepted doesn’t happen all at once, it takes time. You’ve got to be patient. both with yourself and with others. I’ts funny, but friendships don’t grow overnight, marriages are not built in a week.

It is strange, but so true that when you entered the Real World, there will always be pain and misunderstanding. There is no being real without pain.

(this would somehow make you think a little.....)

Ang sayang balikan!

Sa kanya ako natutong uminom ng gatas ng kalabaw
Kung minsan sinasabaw ang gatas ng kalabaw sa kaning bagong luto
Sabay lalagyan ng asin o di kaya'y asukal

Dahil sa kanya kaya ko nalakad ang tulay na nagdududgtong
Sa Tarlac at Sta Rosa

Kapag pasko, sya ang nagdadala sa amin sa Christmas party ng Knights of Columbus
Kaya dapat preparado kami sa aming mga tula, sayaw o awit
Dahil ipagpaparangalan ka nya sa stage
Masaya naman ang reward, kadalasan isang box ng curly tops o kaya pretzel

Sya ang nakapag memorize sa akin ng Lupang Hinirang at Panatang Makabayan
Bilang isang lingkod ng bayan madalas kami sa munisipyo
Kaya nahihiya man ako noon wala akong magagawa
Kapag pinakanta nya ako ng Lupang Hinirang
Sa harap ng kanyang mga amigos

At ako ang kasama nyang sakay ng lumang volks nang
muntik na kaming mabangga ng Baliuag transit sa Maharlika Hi way

Dahil rin sa kanya kaya kami nakakarating ng peryaan
Nakapasok sa mga kubol ng mga taong kumakain ng buhay na manok
Mga taong labing lima ang daliri sa kamay
O di kaya'y mga taong nagpapanggap na gagamba

Sya ang nagbigay sa akin ng unang set ko ng palayok
Na pinaglulutu lutuan namin kapag nagbabahay bahayan kami
Kulay pula yun natatandaan ko
Binili namin nuong minsang fiesta sa Cabiao

Sya ang kasama ko ng masiraan kaming minsan sa North Diversion
Iniwan ang sasakyan at pumara ng service ng Meralco
Para makalagpas ng toll gate

Sya ang nagsakay sa akin sa roller coaster
Ang nagpapasyal sa amin sa park
Kahit na kinakagat na ng langgam ang binti ko sa swing

Dahil sa kanya kaya kami nakapaligo sa ulan
Na nagtataka ang lahat kung bakit sabay sabay kaming nilagnat
Pero walang umamin sa amin ng dahilan

Sa kanya ko natutuhan na ang puno pala ng kamias
Dapat sinasabon para mas dumami ang bunga

Sa kanya ko rin nakita ang halaga ng bente pesos

Sya ang nagtayo ng unang bahay kubo na laruan namin
Ang nagtahi ng pajama ko kasi sobrang likot kong matulog

Sa kanya ko natutuhan na ang fita masarap pag sinawsaw sa pepsi
Na ang hotcake ay pwedeng lagyan ng niyog
At ang camaron rebosado ay the best

Sa kanyang mukha ko nabakas ang saya na dulot ng christmas lights pag pasko

Sya ang nagturo sa akin kung paano sukatin ang circumference

At sya ang pinakamagandang gumawa ng pamaypay

At sa kanya ko nakuha ang lahing makata

Hindi kahit kailan man ako nakakita ng kalungkutan
Sa kanyang mukha palaging bakas ay kaligayahan
Ngayon malapit na ang kanyang kaarawan
Lolo mananatili ka sa puso magpakailanman...

(our last photo together,taken on new year's day)

"Belekoy"

Stranded ang bus
Ang ulan kasi ang lakas lakas!
Lahat ng sakay panay ang tsk tsk tsk!
May mangyayari ba kung tayong lahat ay papalatak?

Kung hindi uso ang ipod? paano ka na?
At kung ang load mo ay naghihingalo na?
Paano kung ang tiyan mo ay kumakalam na?
Naka apat na pelikula ka na!

Sa halip na mainip, ginawa kong itong tula
Habang ang ulan ay rumaragasa
Sa bintana ng bus parang batong tumatama
Kasabay ng hanging may himig na kay saya

Mabuti na lang sa bag ko ay may nakapa
Isang plastic na belekoy na may linga
Pantawid gutom hanggang sa dulo ng Edsa

Marahil kayo ay magtataka
Iisipin nyong ako'y nababaliw na
Sorry na lang ang utak ko'y gumagana
Lalo na't ganitong walang magawa

Hay! belekoy mahal na mahal kita
Hayaan mo bukas bibilhin ulit kita!

Maria Rosario

All of us have our own share of thoughts and experiences.It's free, anyone can write. Again, another story written for me.




‘Recognition’

Cherry!?! Hmm… The name would ring a bell every time her Tita Franci would share her memory of Cherry being brought forth into the world for the first time. She was named Maria Rosario by her mom because it was the month of October when all catholics pray the rosary once it hits 6 pm. A clan known for their deep religious faith for Catholicism, not to mention an uncle who is a priest, Kuyang, the name that was bestow truly fits her. And how she got her nickname Cherry? Tita would always say that her mother upon laying her eyes for the first time at her, first thing notice was her lips that were red as ‘cherries’.

A lot of people would think how was I able to get to know this astonishing person. If you asked me upfront I would quickly answer she is one of my best friend cousins. But would you believe she was the last cousin of Chris that I was able to get acquainted with..? Youngest among the siblings of three, I came to know first Marcelle, her ate. My memory of marcelle will have the distinction as the most refine, quiet, and kindest. Pardon me with the description, I am not saying that cherry weren’t one, but we are all subjective to our own opinion (laughs!). With her quiet ways, she would start a conversation with such simple and kind words. Next would be Diche. Who wouldn’t fail to notice the invigorating, inviting, and beautiful face of Sonnet. That in every word uttered or greetings made to her, guarantees a sweet smile of recognition in return without even a single flaw of doubt nor hate. Again my apologies to cherry, I am not saying that she’s weren’t one, but we are subjective to our own opinion (laughs!). And lastly Sanse, And again I asked for forgiveness to Cherry, but to be subject no more for further criticism with what I have to say, let other people describe her for you.

Taking excerpts from her Blogs, Comments, Testimonials and Messages, this is what they have to say…

AT FIRST GLANCE…

Erwin 10/28/2008 8:39 pm

huli man at magaling....Happy Birthday pa rin!!!! hahahaha!!! Ma-boo-hay ka! I consider this person my long lost sister...she mastered the "Art of Dagger Looks" or (sa tagalog, "makuha o matunaw ka sa tingin kong nakakapatay") and I could almost swear minsan she's a member of women's activist group Gabriela. Anyway, parang mentos din siya, she has a soft spot, hard outside, sweet, soft and chewy in the inside. Wish you more luck and love sis.

ed12/29/2008 10:37 pm

for those who do not know her, napaka suplada but once you get to know her mabait, mataray pero napaka thoughtful, masipag pumasok minsan kahit may sakit, pero nag co complain hehe pero ayaw naman mag absent,minsan ma senti pero pag may topak makulit, mababaw ang kaligayahan pero malalim mag isip, matipid sumagot sa text, kaya when she says nami miss ka nya, she really mean it, ang dami ko naman sinabi, babati lang ako ng happy new year! ingat ka palagi ha

LOOK ALIKE…

ed 05/18/2009 9:57 pm
serious naman primary photo, very koring hehe musta!


jr 08/30/2008 8:10 am
si ate cherry at si balitang K ay iisa lamang. ang kaibahan nga lang, wala pa siyang Mr. Palengke. hehehe. punch line yun. :p


IN RELATIONSHIPS..?


rocks 09/09/2008 8:08 pm

...always a bridesmaid...never a bride hehehe...uy dami naman kasi pihikan...wag syado mabait...chayang...
rocks 11/19/2008 9:48 pm
matatapos na naman ang taon . . . nakailang salo ka na ba ng boquet?

eggie 05/26/2008 8:10 pm

Baka kailangang minsan,iparamdam ni tinkerbell kay peter pan na mayroon pa ring neverland...

FEATURES…

CHITO 03/17/2009 6:07 pm

hello kumusta wala ka pa din pagbabago parang 18th ka pa din sino kaya maswerte na mapapangasawa mo? may get together daw kayo sa april pupunta ka ba

rocks 03/18/2009 8:21 pm

sa facebook happy ka! sa friendster neverland! hahaha...kaya di ka tumatanda eh!!!!

GIFTS…

ed 04/06/2009 9:12 pm

sino ang batang nakipagtalo sa barangay dahil nangunguha ng pictures habang nag kakasunog sa pasay? at nag dialogue ng "this is a democratic country, but ok ok i will delete" tsk tsk tsk kahit ba naman may sunog gumagana pa ang utak ng mga photo stories mo! buti di kayo inabot, mag ingat ingat ka nga dyan at bawasan na ang tigas ng ulo...ops peace tayo!!!hay!

hydee 12/01/2007 9:12 am

I like your shots, you have the talent...keep it up!!!

Bench 03/30/2009 3:24 pm

Very true indeed ninang pards!. But to express it in the most appropriate way would be much appreciated. That's the reason why there are people who are gifted. People who can express feelings for others' who can't. People who can make a difference with just a stroke of a pen. And people who can understand beyond what society is simply showing us.

Would you mine if I borrow one of your blog messages. I find it with a sense of a little contentment in life...

Ed 04/21/2009 6:22 pm

walang kupas, sa pagsusulat malalim at may sense, sa mga photo shots kahit walang explanation alam mo kung ano ang dinidescribe, sobra kang creative,yan ang president ko.simple pero rock. take care.

Lani, Sa Iyong Pagdalaw comments…

shocks! ang ganda.... u should see me now... naninigas mga dlairi ko sa paa sa sobrang kilig. hehehe! naimagine mo itsura ko nung college tayo pag kinikilig? Heheheh

AS A DAUGHTER…

..walang galos na hindi gagaling nang dahil sa iyong dampi..
kirot may di pansin basta't ikaw ang nasa tabi..
...minsang dumilim ang karimlan
ikaw ang sulong sa lahat ay nagtanglaw
dumating ang pagsubok na ang haligi'y nanlumo
nang dahil sa pagsubok...subalit sa apo'y
ikaw'y di nagpatupok..
nanatiling matatag...may ngiti sa labing hinarap ang bukas..
i wrote the poem while mommy was at the ICU, there were six patients confined at the ICU that time. 3 were in coma, 2 joined the creator, and then Mommy...came out of the room smiling at me and Daddy....just in time for Mother's Day...she was there for almost 3 days..but for me it seemed years...now she's feeling better!!!!!

AS A SISTER…

… walong taon na pala ang lumipas
ang bilis ng panahon.. parang kailan lang
ay naririto ka pa sa aming tabi…
natatandaan ko pa na hinihintay mo ang pasko..

…yung tshirt mong yellow yung favorite mo
naitabi ko pa…kasa kasama ko sa apartment..
naalala ka pa ni mang romy…paano pa kaya kami..

…sabi mo noon excited ka sa pupuntahan mo?
Kaya alam kong masaya ka diyan…kahit nami miss
Ka naming okey lang…basta palagi mo na lang
Kaming subaybayan kung nasaan ka man…

Yung pinapasabi ko sa iyo ha wag mong kalimutan…

AS A FRIEND…

Maybe if I still continue excerpting for this part we already have a novel at hand (laughs!) What have already been said and told would already be enough to describe what is cherry to all of us as a friend… And what is even funnier, still I haven’t answered the question how was I able to know this ‘Amazing Person…’

If my recollection is correct there were a lot people then. Some were talking in groups. Some were laughing but not that too disturbing. Some were feasting on a delicious dish, not to be bloated but to regain strength after a sleeplees night. Some were sharing fond memories, simply because that is the only thing that is going to remain. And some were in deep sorrow and a feeling of longingness, for someone who just left. A band was playing with their hearts out through the variance tune of marching and sometimes melancholy. But what is ironic, the gathering is not meant for an ambiance of festivities but rather of mourning…

I had the privilege to extend my condolences to the bereaved family. Technically speaking, to my best friend cousins family. I just couldn’t let this opportunity pass not to see Diche before her remains be brought to its’ final resting place. Indeed, a tragedy struck her family. Strong family ties were tested, faith was shaken…

Pardon me with the words, I may not have the experience nor maturity to understand what’s going on then. But I do have a fair share of experiencing the same tragedy only last year when my mom passed away due also to cancer. In one of my comments to cherry’s blog and I wrote, “The most painful part in losing someone so dear to you is when you lose someone so lovable, vibrant, enthusiastic, and full of life. And every time we remember them we always wanted to think that it is not their fate to leave in such manner. But then again, that’s the mystery of life. And maybe that’s the reason why someone so dear to us is so much worth remembering…”.

As part of catholic family tradition before internment, the remains had to be blessed. In the church wherein most of the time I’m with Chris family, what remains of the three siblings passes in front of me. They were in a hurry so time would not be wasted. And cherry would always be herself with her brisk walk. And I wonder, it seems during that day she was the ate and leading all the way. And of course

Marcelle with her mild self and slow pacing, tails cherry but wouldn’t forget to show acknowledgement to my presence. And after the mass, correct me if I’m wrong if its’ still part of necrology, I heard a deep full voice. I was expecting it to be marcelle, being the eldest or even their mom but it wasn’t. There were no tears to wet the paper, nor a single flaw of sorrow. Not even a crackling voice after weeping a thousand rivers. It was a spontaneous speech full of life and vibrancy. And it was so vivid that every words, adjectives, and verbs uttered comes into life. It’s like reading your favorite books wherein you can imagine that everything is moving in your thoughts. I could see her right in front of me talking and gesturing with her hands to emphasize a certain point. And through her words you were brought back into the past seeing the young Diche doing the stance of Wonder Woman with one hand raised and with a star crown on her forehead. Sardonically, I was situated outside the church (laughs!). But out of nowhere I uttered, if such tragedy comes into my family I would also write a speech as good as what I heard. Then I knock on a wood three times.

I never knew that Cherry was a good speaker, it was only that time I came to realize. So when my mom died I tried to deliver a nice speech. It wasn’t as good as hers’ but that made me promise myself to write one to be delivered on my mom’s 1st death anniversary to compensate…

Cherry was the one who introduced me into blogging. I just couldn’t remember how on earth I end up being part of her elite circle of friendsters. There I came to realize the multifaceted character of a genius. In her blog I found a wealth full of knowledge and talents. The other aspect of her character that was kept hidden to me by just knowing her as one of my best friend cousins. Being an avid reader at the same time good appreciator of literary works, I came to know the author behind her writings. This clouded my mind with envy and jealousy. How I wish I could only express my thoughts into writing or speech, I could have been a better man long before… Then it all just started into comments for the reason that I feel I do have good opinions to share but it eventually led into writing…

Cherry was also the distinguish one who introduced me into writing. I have no intention to create my own blog site. All I wanted is to deliver a good speech on my mom’s 1st death anniversary. The idea to remember, documents things so that you could always see and read it, was so inviting that I created my own blog. But it never came to my mind that I’ll be touching the hearts of my reader. And what is best, inspire other peoples’ lives. And I owe it to the ‘Maestro’. Whether she denies it or not, I’ll just quote her, “Binigyan mo ng pakpak ang aking diwa Upang malikha itong tula. Ang nagtatagong sinag Binigyan mo ng gintong liwanag” that led me to write a poem in loving memory of my mom. Knowing Cherry she’ll not take credit from it and just rub it off her shoulder. And she would simply utter,” You cannot kindle a fire in any other's heart until it is burning within your own..." Very true indeed… but why do you have to kindle it if it’s already burning within you..?

I rest my case on this matter and would not further argue more… I just missed the Maestro’s writing. It’s been quite a while since she last wrote, which is quite unprecedented of her. Knowing her, every month her blogs would be full of rich new literary works. New ideas and insights to ponder… Experiences to laugh and cry with… Entailing stories of adventures, friendships and love… And a deep sharing of oneself…
Is it really true that the pen has already been passed? I just borrowed it and had no intention of keeping it. Anytime you want it you can have it back. And it will always be a privilege using it...

Maraming salamat ‘Maestro’.. sa inspiration.. for being there.. sa ngiti at pagkakaibigan… Ito ang aking alay at pasasalamat…






P.S.

I wanted to write and give this to you on your birthday! But it seems time is not at my hands right now. And I just felt there is already a necessity… And again, you have the option to post it or not. At least it is already with you and you know what is best to do with it..

don't make me english...hik!hik!

dalawang nilalang lang ang makaka intindi nito!!! here's my promise!

baka he's holding on to past memories... ay sus tama ba yun? umingles pa kasi eh
lasing:
adik: pero alam mo love talaga ako nun ramdam ko yun kahit nuong mga bata pa kami hehe
lasing: kasi naman nagpakipot ka pa yata dati eh
adik: no his really loves me then
lasing: bwhahahahahahah
adik: i am not pakipot he did say he loves me much so that was time
Lasing: bwhahahaha, ano ba.... sakit na naman ng tiyan ko
Lasing: stuff its.....
Lasing: lol
adik: me too i am stomach ache just comes from dinner and take a plenty of eyes tee
Lasing: bwhahaahhaahhah
Lasing: tawa ko ng tawa mag isa dito, heehehheeh
adik: stop laugh!!!
Lasing: all those who are laughs, get out!!!

adik: too much but laugh can cause air? am i write?
Lasing: yes im also thought that
adik: my jaw is lacking already
Lasing: my jaws also beginning to not function
Lasing: bwhahaahahhaha
Lasing: ano baaaaaaaaaaaaa
Lasing: putena
Lasing: sakit ng tiyan kooooooooooo
adik: why? you are a machine ?
adik: oh sometimes you know i miss the other footstep?
Lasing: my stomach also not function
Lasing: eheheh
adik: if we are 3 then we would be happier people now?
Lasing: yes mine 2
Lasing: i wish upon a star that we will all together
Lasing: but she dont want
adik: maybe time is needed
Lasing: i can wait even if it took forever
adik: i hope so that it would come because we are growing not younger you knoe
Lasing: i hoping she must realized that
adik: i thought your reply is like a song? " i can wait even if it took forever?
adik: you are like a songhit my deer
Lasing: because i am song now
Lasing: bwhahaahah
Lasing: tama na, hayup
adik: you are a song? or a songer?
Lasing: alam mo naaliw ako pag ganito
Lasing: booth
adik: what booth?
Lasing: booth song end songers
adik: ok, u know we are really bad
Lasing: bwhaahhaahha
Lasing: yes i agreed
adik: i second the motion
Lasing: bwhahahahaahha
adik: lets getting serious now please
Lasing: bwhahaahahha
Lasing: gusto ko isave itong usapan natin para pag malungkot ako babasahin ko na lang, bwhahahaaha
Last message received on 6/19 at 10:30pm