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Saying Manang Binky, Joebert and I are close is an understatement. We
all were attached to the hip…peas in a pod…we were the mighty
triumvirate.
I look fondly back into the moments when both Joebert and Manang Binks
would incessantly bicker and fight just like typical siblings…and
I…no, MY toys would always get the brunt of their constant
arguments. The outcome is always the same; she and Joebert would make
peace with each other, leaving me crying over my doll’s severed head.
Even though Manang Binky was only 4 months older than me, I regarded
her with so much respect and adoration. While I remained a
lilliputian, she grew to be statuesque. She had presence that
commanded a second look. For she was beautiful..something about her was ethereal; and when
she enters a room, she glides almost in manner of Grace Kelley. Even
more graceful…
When the news of her passing reached me, it was as if time had
ceased…for a moment, my heart stopped beating. The pain and shock
was too much for me to bear; and it felt like the rug was pulled from
under me. It was so sudden, so uncalled for, that the pain I
instantly felt made my heart break into minuscule pieces.
She and I were to turn 32 this year…I was going to send her a
humorous birthday e-card, and I was going to tell her how much I miss
and love her…I wanted to make plans to come home and reunite the
great triumvirate once more. And now we can never be whole again.
I know she knows how much I miss her, I know she knows that so many
people love her…I just wish I am able to personally express that to
her…over and over again.
I do know, that she’s happy now …I do know she’s with Lolo, Lola and
Manang Tel. She was all about love and hope, and she will be
perpetually remembered for that.

May you rest in peace, and I will see you soon…

Just when you think life is done handing you lemons, you get a bushel more. I call it “Murphy’s Law”. I hate that I am such a sponge for misfortune…I hate that I am a glutton for punishment. As if this feckless addiction to obsessing over hanging on to ones pain was a benefit to my psyche…
I am so tired of being hurt…yet I totally ask for it.
I am such a stupid cow.
I hate that I am so sensitive…

Does anyone remember the time when Philippine Tv started dubbing Sesame Street and He-man to Filipino? I remember so vividly well and I can not help but laugh so hard at the sheer absurdity of it all…well, this clip isn’t like them. It’s even more preposterous!
Here is one particular clip which showcases that…a 1978 Japanese version of our favorite web slinging hero. Subtitles are of course a vital component to understanding any foreign show…I think the real hero is the person in charge of typing in these subtitles. What a funny son of a bitch he is!

Damn, she’s so lucky to have scored with aristocrat Hugh in Cambridge. He must’ve been so special for her to mention him after all these years. **squees and faints**

Once in a blue moon, I stop being a loon and actually try to act like a normal human being…one with a fully functional brain.
I was in one of those moods where I set adrift on memory lane. I think about the things I wished I was able to change (like NOT date two timers and emotional crack addicted bashers); also wished I didn’t look like a stick insect, and wished too to have grown a backbone and stood up for myself more and also told people I had feelings for what I truly felt.
One thing is for certain; though the tribulations of my past life were such a burden to bear, I wouldn’t have learned lessons about life if they didn’t happen at all.

Now I’ve actually learned, joie de la vie.

I’m still not sure if Hasselhoff got extremely wasted for this video because if you look closely, his pupils seem dilated. Oh, wait…it’s me.

God, how lucky are Angelina and Brad…more like, how fucking lucky is Brad to have spilled his seed into Angelina’s loins. Although he defends Angelina by saying she isn’t the reason for his breakup with Jen Aniston; I can’t help but wonder how in the world he can maintain the “I tripped into her and out of her…and then into to her and out of her” excuse.
You gotta admit, she is fucking gorgeous! That wild bohemian spirit she possesses, the kind selfless love she shares with the people less fortunate, that gorgeous body and those bee stung lips…enough to convert me to temporary lesbianism. My husband loves Angelina because of that fact…**sporfles** MEN!!!

Congratutions to the most beautiful couple in the universe **orders team Jolie t-shirt online**. I just hope you don’t end up like Mia and Woody. Imagine Brad marriying Zahara in 18 years…eeeeeew!

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Once again, fuck Dempsey. Go Hugh!!!

Maaaan; fuck Mcdreamy!!! Give me Hugh with a sliver of Josh on the side, por favor.