and i dare say

I'm sorry Pau and Imelda, I know how you feel about this place. BUT:

FUCKING ANNOYING NEIGHBOURS GO BURN IN HELL NOW!

thankyouverymuch.

update

So I am currently loving Ben Folds' The Luckiest.

I think it's love.

My favourite line?

I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you.

So yeah, there might be heaps more sweeter song lyric than that. But I dunno. I love it. And I know its melody is slow, too slow even, but LISTEN TO THE WORDS!! :P

And that's about it. ;)

xoxo

P.S. I told you I've nothing to write when I am happy! Too happy actually! ;)

the wind beneath my wings. :)

The first time I learnt that Ate's getting married, (that was like 3 years ago, if I remember correctly) I cried the shit out of me. Prolly because of how I heard the news. Or more like over-heard it. When I heard dad said, "so kelan kayo magpapakasal?" to Kuya over YM voice, I stormed inside the room, with tears flooding down my cheeks and wailed at Ate, "magpapakasal ka na pala!" then went on howling. My crying prolly caught her by surprise because after all, it did surprise ME.

After releasing what seemed like barrels of tears and after enormous reassurances from dad, I became thoughtful for the moment. I asked myself why I was being negative about Ate's wedding. Why in the world would I feel sad over Ate's most special day thus far? My mind did an automatic rewind of the many years I've spent with Ate - from the day she taught me how to walk from the times she'd confront the bitches who have lots to say about me from our petty and big fights! She was there through it all - happiness, glory, shits, craps and all. And I was afraid that her getting married would put a halt to those memories. That Kuya might take her away from us - away from me. But she's my only Ate! The one who's seen the BEST and the WORST in me but loves and accepts me nonetheless. In my heart then I didn't want her to marry because I equated marriage with goodbye. I didn't tell her these, but now she knows. Hehe. I didn't want you to marry Ate, because you're my only Ate and I didn't want you to build a life without me. Because you've been (and still are) one of the biggest parts of my 23 years of existence.

But then of course she got married. I didn't stop her civil wedding. I am not an evil sister. I didn't even cry, mind you. Hehe. I have accepted that people move on. And that eventually, I will- in some way - lose the people I love.

But. I didn't really lose Ate. She now has a husband and has moved in another country. But she's still very much present in our (my) lives. With a bonus because I now have a Kuya. :) I don't get to see Ate as often as I used to back when we're still living under one house (and during then we love and hate each other! But we mostly love each other now :P) but she makes it a point to be there. To let us (me) know that she's still our Ate. She's still a Taylan. She's still the same old mataray-with-skills-of-a-man Ate Mich we've loved, and sometimes, hate. :P Not hate in its truest sense though. ;)

In 6 days Ate and Kuya are having their church wedding. It's the grandest wedding of the year, I'm telling you! :) And I am her maid-of-honour. I am honoured and proud because she considers me as her best friend. I'm sorry Mau and Nhe but Ate is my 'most' best girl friend too. :) And when I marry in the church, she'll be my maid-of-honour as well.

The blushing bride-to-be fitting her equally lovely gown :)

I love you, Ate! And I wish you the grandest wedding of all time. ;) But I cannot promise not to cry. :P Haha.

xoxo

my hero

I regret that I didn't have time to do this yesterday. I was in Manila and had no internet.

But anyway.

Happy 48th birthday Pa! ♥

You will always be my first love. The ONLY man who'd love me unconditionally. (or at least the ONLY one who's proved it so far. :P)

YOU ARE THE BEST FATHER. People should envy us for having you. ;)

I love you.

Love,
your Buyigyig :)

tell her.

I know I'm supposed to be sleeping, but I just have to share this, Beautiful.

Someone calls me beautiful. He calls me that so naturally it feels like I've been baptised with it. See, I've always known I'm not ugly. After all, I was the muse of my class ever since I started attending school. That's something, right? But to have someone tell you you're beautiful, more so call you beautiful as if it's your given name is something else.

So thank you. For finding me beautiful. And for being man enough to say it every so often. Beauty begets beauty, you know. ;)

And yes, please tell your lady/wife/mother/friend that she is beautiful. It does matter. And as how Megan would put it, it matters like breath.

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I'm supposed to be writing about our trip but I bet anyone who's been to Malaysia and Singapore can tell you that, and more. So I'll just share one important lesson I've learned while I was on that trip.

To be a mother is to not be afraid to look like an idiot. You should not be afraid to make a scene or to serve as an entertainment to the other 50+ bored, waiting passengers at the airport's departure lounge. Not to mention the foreign people at the train! Or those watching Songs of the Sea!

So yeah, I am a mother and I am not afraid. :)

For photos of the trip (because pictures speak of a thousand words! :P) go to my multiply. Y'all know the drill. ;)

Also, I just wanna say that that trip with my family is the best! And that I have the best family in the world. ♥

Good night!

xoxo

woots! :)

I am sooo not in the Philippines! :P

xoxo