Too many wrong turns

It’s not that you should be proud of, but admitting the wrongs things made you a better one.  Sometimes, you don’t intend to hurt people you cared about so much but when you’re in a situation where you give in to a temptation that is oh-so heaven and you tend to forget the most painful gift you you will give to your significant other afterwards.
Putting too much effort and faith to a so-called friend. When that person turned out as a parasite.
Careless to what other people’s feelings. Being tactless and is not always beneficial to others. You must slow down from b*tching out a bit.

 

Each wrong turn will end to an unfamiliar side. Be composed and learn to ask someone that might guide you to the right path.

 

The life I chose.

The feeling of independence.

The decision to move in to Makati, away from my parents started last 2005. Being a call-centre girl taught me so much about life living without the help of my parents. Well I did live without them when I was in college. In my dorm days. But it’s different now ‘coz every expenses I made from toiletries to every meal I take, it will come from my own pocket. House rent, credit cards, everything. Such a challenge managing my own finances.

The experience of night life, out-of-town trips, sleep-overs…. I have all the time in the world without asking their permission. My every pay-off splurge to Mango, Topshop, etc.

Sometimes, I still missed mama’s nag. Watching tv with them. I’m still their youngest daughter at heart….

 

Where I’m from, Everyone’s a hero

Where I’m from

Everyone’s a hero.

 

hugs and kisses

Sometimes, I need to escape when sadness strikes.

Sometimes, all I really need is to break out with all my drama flairs.

Sometimes, all I need is silence when you and the world is freaking out.

Sometimes, all I really need is your hugs and kisses to soothe my tired soul.

And sometimes, I need to realize that someone loves me despite my quick temper and unpredictable moods.

Thank you Ezer, for a whole new year of joy and gladness.

iloveyou babsy!

 

a post birthday gush.

I’d like to thank the following:

• God, ofcourse. Another year to live.

• Parents. For bringing me to life and everything.

• the bf, Ezer. For the dress and purse. Organizing the party. iloveyou…

• Dichi, Erwin, Oj, Christian, Abbey and Asze. For our Coron trip. ‘Twas a blast eventhough we’re not complete.

• Black Irish United team. For the cakes. loveyou all!

• Old friends and colleagues who posted their sweet birthday messages to my wall on fb and sms. Cheers!