May makikita kang katawa-tawang tao sa kalsada. O sa escuela. Sa mall. Heto ang masaya: may kasama ka. At makikita rin niya. Nagtagpo ang inyong mga mata -- sabay pigil ng tawa. 'Yun ay kung kayang piitin, ha. Kadalasan, hindi e (!). At ano naman kung makapag-ingay? Para namang makikita niyo pang muli si Katawa-tawang Tao kinabukasan.

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Mama: Dahil wala si Sena, si Carla ang magluluto ng mga ulam. (Chuckles at herself.) Nakakatawa, si Carla, magluluto. May kakainin kaya kayo?

I will make the food GREAT,and then all of you shall have limited servings, you ingrates!

Hmph.

Edit: Recently, KC saw her watching Power Puff Girls intently.

2nd Edit: No, my Mom's *normal*. I'm just making fun of her, that's all!

Sometimes, I catch my Mom playing with my sisters' dolls. She does girly/baby voices, in effort to dub doll conversations. While crouched, she makes them "walk" (with her hands guiding them) across the room. She ( Read more... )

'Yung mga pangalan nung high school. HAHA. Hay nako. Ano ba! 'Pag nakikita mo 'yung contacts mo bigla, e. Shempre ang masasabi mo, 'yung nicknames nila, 'di ba, to the confusion of their college circle. Haha!

Bakit ba naging

Pogs/Pogi/Pugita = Michelle
Jax = Josine
Pidel = Pat
Johnny = Janelle/Janie
Christine = Bata
Carlitos/Carlotta = Carla

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You know, this might sound funny, but it's only now that my third year's nearing to an end that I've realized -- and accepted -- that I am a student of Nursing. Pathetic how I've been wishing for graduation since first year, when now, I panic at the thought that I have to make sure that I learned everything that is required of me -- and how I have ( Read more... )

10 Steps to Becoming a Better Writer

by Brian Clark

1. Write.
2. Write more.
3. Write even more.
4. Write even more than that.
5. Write when you don’t want to.

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I hate this. Every time I sleep at 1 to 3-ish, once I turn the desktop off, I scare myself through my routines and on my way to bed. I imagine entities looking at me, grabbing either leg, hitting me from behind, hiding inside the toilet bowl while I'm at it and piercing my butt, coming out through my skull, things like that. (Or think, Doll Master ( Read more... )

The effects of thinking about the *third* socio project: Your Marriage Plans {{Just to give you a background: Project 1 -- My Autobiography, Project 2 -- My Family Love Story (Parents)}}

Few certainly would credit (Attorney) Alfredo Salazar with hot blood. Even his friends had amusedly diagnosed his blood as cool and thin, citing incontrovertible ( Read more... )

Dahil sa idea ni Jave 'to e. Hmph. (Scapegoat! HAHA.) This blogspace suffers much from my babaw attacks, I know.

Chow King Dapitan.

Before I sat down to eat with them hungry mates, I felt the need to go to the washroom. A guard was near, so I couldn't use the one for the differently-abled that I was so used to using, which caused me to inadvertently ( Read more... )