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Cebu Bloggers’ Society

punkies07 — Fri, 17 Oct 2008 08:00:57 +0000

I guess ‘blogging’ has really taken it’s toll on me.

Recently, I had joined this newly formed community of Cebu bloggers. I surely don’t know who the founder was but it was X who invited me to the group. Cebu Bloggers’ Society (CBS) is the name of org.

The main objective of this group is to create an atmosphere of camaraderie with bloggers who blog about technology, politics, hobbies, food, travel and other interesting norms and hullabaloos of life. With this, bloggers in this metro would be able to share thoughts and ideas to come up of posts that could somehow do a better change and gain positive impact in the lives of the many, especially fellow Cebuanos.

Other than that, this would also help other interested parties (advertisers, politicians, small enterprise owners, etc.) to be able to easily contact the bloggers of cebu in case they want to advertise something or have their products/services be featured. As a matter of fact, we already received several invitations from different sectors and businesses like Samsung Philippines!

We also had created the design for our shirt (the front design font has been changed) and we shall be wearing this in activities that we will be participating to. The phrase “blogger ko bai” clearly indicates the fact of us being Bisaya bloggers. The logo represents the place, with it’s guitar like symbol – the thing which Cebu is widely known for.
Here are some of the group members: (grabbed these links from X’s site)

1. X
2. Rodel
3. Kevin
4. Sinjin
5. Clarence
6. Jerry
7. Mark
8. Paul
9. Vernon
10. Zigfred
11. Empress
12. Jorich
13. Al Rey (site coming soon)
14. Beejing
15. Winston
16. McBilly
17. Lance

We all have our own little ways of expressing how it is to become a ‘bisaya’ blogger!

Team GreenHorn – the review

punkies07 — Sun, 12 Oct 2008 11:57:00 +0000

***JOURNAL ID: ^$%#*$&#^#_$*$#^** timestamp: 7:34 PM PST. DellConnect Session ID: 649682164623. **TECH NOTES: Grand reshuffling is coming close. The team (GreenHorn) will now be separated after having been together for two quarters. Even at that short of time, we had developed that kind of camaraderie and unity within the team. Being always at the first quartile when it comes to stack ranking clearly shows how the team had effectively bonded together not just for the sake of the metrics that we need to pass but as well the thought of developing the kind of friendship that we can treasure for the rest of our lives. Naks! So, this post is kind of like a review for every one of us guys. Don’t worry. This has been posted with TL’s approval. Enjoy! System type: I1705 Service tag: &^%#^@ **WE ARE ALL USING OUR MOBILE PHONES** TOADE **VA**, gave RCQ number 1-800-*&#-^@!~, ext &$^#. VDI TAT TARP **no other issue raised, summarized the call** Heatcheck: Satisfied!**

DeeJay (TL)

known as/famous line: Father green-evil / “Team, go on Aux 5 now!”
description: Green and Evil in one package. He’s our role model when it comes to being green, which is next to becoming an ultimate evil. Has great team handling skiils. For me, the best TL so far.

Jerry (L2)

known as/famous line: On Escalations-“You paid for a burger, and now you’re asking for a stake?!”
description: Has great technical skills. Obsessed with girls and sex. Despite his balding hair, he still manages to get attention from the hottest girls available in the metro.

Erna (Case Controller)

known as/famous line: “Not your ordinary chick”
description: This hot chick is an achiever. Motivated to be always on top. When our CSAT score is low, she discusses things to us with an almost crying look but then claims that she was never really angry about it. Plays cool but scores big time. Sexy. (ughhmmm)

Irish

known as/famous line: THE HOT LIBRARIAN
description: TSR 5 – highest tsr level. Can’t really say much about her because she has a different schedule due to her school stuff (ehemm). She can dance and sing at the same time. She wears glasses hence giving her that hot librarian look.

Rae

known as/famous line: “Ang Bata – cutting classes”
description: Glamorous. Fashionista. Straight forward kung magsalita. Movie goer. Ang bata sa team. She easily cries when she’s overwhelmed (either happy or furious).

Andton

known as/famous line: “Searching for Ms. Right”
description: Night outs and inuman sessions are not new for this cool Illongo guy who is a native of Bacolod City. Has great customer communicating skills.

Jerimiah

known as/famous line: The greenhorn Cook
description: Has been currently hooking up with Joan and sometimes with Wen. During team outing, he will be the master cook. His famous and ever delicious Panga recipe is the best!

Rohroh

known as/famous line: Club Ultima stock holder / small ming2x
description: He was my L2 before on my first team. He has this hobby of scratching his head whenever he’s confused of something. He always jokes around spamming of emails in the team. He grabs your picture from the internet (with his multiply, friendster and google access) and spams it to the team with a very weird or funny caption.

Russel

known as/famous line: Perky – Porky
description: A native of Ilo-ilo. Has a so-so story about his girl cousin and their love affair? Haha A cool and outgoing guy.

Rose

known as/famous line: “I am gay!”
description: Self-confessed gay girl. Spots around hot looking girls in the office. But she is already married to Mel. Mel, who is always present in all our team GA, is also a great buddy and a good photographer!

Aiza

known as/famous line: “Learning the art of letting go”
description: Always smiles and laughs (big time!). She had a very complicated relationship with Mr. Jun UY. Eventually, she had to let go of Jun Uy but she said it was a very hard thing to get over with.Thus, the art of letting go! Love triangle with Jerry and Kker. She was once the Karaoke girl of the team but was defeated when Erna came.

Wen

known as/famous line: the hot ADIK
description: Always in ‘high’ mode. Starting up a conversation with her really gets you nowhere. Hehe joke. This girl is nice and hot but is already a mother of an ever active son, Prienge. (sorry if dili mao ang spelling)

Joan

known as/famous line: Ang palaban na newbie
description: Despite her being a newbie in the team, she already manages to go about the spamming, teasing, and all other evil doings of the team including sexual assult(?). Probably because of her BF MoonLee who was already tenure in the account.

Dags

known as/famous line: dags_1970@blogspot.com
description: The Mr. Idol of team greenhorn. Robin padilla version of Cebu. Born on 1970. Dags is our team CE energizer. He and Roro bullies Rae if she gets Dissat on customer surveys.

Mommy Jam

know as/famous line: Internet Cafe Attendant
description: Status: discontinued.. aw! Resigned di i! A reseller of Avon, Billboard, Broadwalk and what have you! She has already resigned from the company to attend to her Internet Cafe Business.

Lance

know as/famous line: “Thinkers are doers! haha”
description: The Mr. Punkies07.blogspot.com. Sometimes I will be on overbreak due to blogging. Before I was tasked to send the screen-shot of the next day’s plotting to the team but later on resigned on the task since I already find it unreasonable. Haha

I will surely miss this team.

suiciding emo options

punkies07 — Mon, 06 Oct 2008 10:00:00 +0000

Isn’t it exciting to open your mouth, put a gun on it, and blow your brain off? Isn’t it colorful to see a wrist furiously bleeding from a deep cut? Or, could there be any other good wall decoration than you yourself hanging on a rope, on that wall?

When fears, sadness, loneliness and the like would be unbearable, some people could actually think of killing themselves. To save one from all the craps, and probably to also get attention and sympathy from other people, a suicide is considerable.

But what about suicide? Many topics have already been written about how b*llsh*t it is to end one’s life and eventually never to anymore experience the next big rising of the sun, kind of thing! However, that isn’t my take on this.

I am just a little not so comfortable, but I guess I just have to agree to it, on how emo is closely related to suicide.

When a person commits suicide, and if that person was actually still in good thinking (hindi sira ulo or drug addict) before the crime, the reason behind the killing is mostly because of not being able to contain continious pain, suffering or any kind of EMOtional burden.

Kapag over na ang sakit, or kapag wala nang makain, or kapag parang wala nang nagmamahal, diba mas mabuti nalang mamatay? hahah Sounds obnoxious, but somehow true – at least for some.

But is being emo just all about EMOtions (that could lead to a suicide)? Nope, it’s not.

The EMO generation has evolved by time. Before it was just a mere music genre (basically it was still hardcore music by then) and it evolved to some kind of a rock music with emotional lyrics. Then it was later adapted for strong, but mellow rock music.

From there it further evolved to becoming a fashion stint. How’s that?

In recent years the popular media has associated emo with a stereotype that includes being emotional, sensitive, shy, introverted, or angsty. It is also associated with depression, self-injury, and, well, suicide..

I am sure these pics are not new to us:

So whether or not you are planning to die after reading this or feel the rush of going to a mall and shop for emo stuff, there are still few things we need to consider.

Being emo doesn’t necessarily make you a lonely person (i know a friend who said that he finds joy in melancholy, see how cool that is?). Being emo is not related to being baduy – unless if you are born to be baduy eversince. Being emo is not becoming a drug addict or a wrist cutter or a self wall decorator. And lastly, being emo is totally not suicidal – unless you choose it to be.

So for all EMOs, and those trying hard not to become or be called as emo (evil laughs), which is you?

A rock music fanatic?
A person bored of typical casual style who opted to go for emo clothing?
A person who is really emotional when it comes to anything?
Or, all of the above?

let’s continue to rock…

suiciding emo options

punkies07 — Fri, 03 Oct 2008 08:34:15 +0000

I am just a little not so comfortable, but I guess I just have to agree to it, on how emo is closely related to suicide.

Kapag over na ang sakit, or kapag wala nang makain, or kapag parang wala nang nagmamahal, diba mas mabuti nalang mamatay? hahah Sounds obnoxious, but somehow true – at least for some.

But is being emo just all about EMOtions (that could lead to a suicide)? Nope, it’s not.

From there it further evolved to becoming a fashion stint. How’s that?

I am sure these pics are not new to us:

So whether or not you are planning to die after reading this or feel the rush of going to a mall and shop for emo stuff, there are still few things we need to consider.

So for all EMOs, and those trying hard not to become or be called as emo (evil laughs), which is you?

A rock music fanatic?
A person bored of typical casual style who opted to go for emo clothing?
A person who is really emotional when it comes to anything?
Or, all of the above?

let’s continue to rock…

lessons from the lesser known

punkies07 — Thu, 02 Oct 2008 22:00:00 +0000

nasira ang itim kong sapatos. ito lang ang tanging pang-formal na sapatos meron ako kaya hindi ako nakapagbihis ng corporate attire sa work. gaya ng aking inaasahan,ako ay nagkaroon ng Infraction Report (IR) galing kay Manong Guard. i was sporting a red vodafone jersey, rep cap, dirty white pants and my new chuck taylor sneakers that day, kaya sino ba naman hindi makakapansin na hindi ako nakacorporate attire? wala naman talaga akong choice kasi sira nga ang aking black shoes.

so then i had to buy a new one bago pa ako ma IR ulit. kaya lang natatamad ako pumunta ng mall para maghanap ng bago, matibay at mas magandang itim na sapatos.

kaya chinek ko uli ang sapatos at sa tingin ko pwede pa naman pa naman syang maayos.
so ako ay nagtambay sa labas nang bahay upang maghintay sa kay Mr. Repairman. Maya-maya pa ay natatanaw ko na si Manong sa kabilang kalye na sumisigaw ng ‘Ayo… sapatos.. payong…” repeatedly. again and again. over and over and again. walang pahinga si Manong! aww…hehehe

pinapasok ko siya sa compound. pinakita ko sa kanya ang aking sapatos at pinalakas pa nya ang loob ko sabay sabing kayang-kaya niyang ayusin ang sira kong sapatos. nag sales talk pa si manong, eh?

tinanong ko siya kung magkano ang singil nya sa pag-ayos ng sapatos. 75 pesos lang daw. wow! so i saved almost a thousand bucks kasi hindi na ako kailangang bumili ng bago. may sentimental value din kasi itong sapatos na ito kasi ibinigay ito nang aking friend whom i left in Dumaguete.

subalit bago nagsimula si manong mag repair, humirit pa ang aking nakakatandang kapatid. isali ko narin daw sa repair yung sirang sandal nya. it was for 35 pesos only so cge na nga.

duon lang siya sa gilid ng pader naka upo para masilungan siya sa tindi ng init ng araw. while he was setting up his tools, i tried to offer him a seat pero tinanggihan niya ito kasi mayroon siyang lata na dala na nasa loob ng kanyang munting itim na back-pack.

inilabas niya ang mga gamit nya sa pag-aayos. may mga gunting, pang-ukit sa goma, pangtahi ng nylon, at iba pa.
May nakita rin akong violet na bottle kaya tinanong ko siya kung ano ito. Ito pala ay isang bote ng rugby. hindi na raw ito scented kaya hindi nakaka-adik kaya nag-iba na ang kulay from it’s typically golden yellow color.

habang siya ay kasalukuyang nag-aayos ng aking sapatos ay pumasok ako uli ng kwarto para kunin ang aking cellphone. Kakagising ko lang nung umagang iyon, tatlong oras pa lang ang tulog ko since nag log out ako ng 5am. Ayaw ko din naman siyang iwan nalang kasi kailangan ko siyang bayaran matapos ang repair. kaya

so ayon, tumunganga nalng ako sa gilid niya at nagpaikot-ikot compound na parang may tinetext, pinipictureran ko na pala siya..ehehe sabi ko, “ayos na pang blog ito”..,

ayon sa aking obserbasyon, siya ay just over 20 years old lang siguro. matamlay to medium built ang katawan. hindi maputi pero hindi rin gaanong maitim. (sorry hindi ako masyadong magaling sa pag identify ng specs ng tao,computer specs lang ang mas master ako) tinanong ko siya kong ilang taon na niyang ginagawa ang pag-aayos ng sapatos at payong. sabi naman nya, since after nag graduate daw siya sa highskul. eto rin daw ang hanap-buhay ng kanyang ama noon na nakahiligan na rin niya.

i noticed na parang bumagal ang pagtatahi niya at nanlumo ang kanyang mukha. i thought of not asking him anything about his job anymore baka kasi ma offend siya or ma misunderstood nya ako. but my hesitation didn’t go any further. he even had initiated the talk this time. sabi nya, hindi talaga niya gustong maging ganito habang buhay, pero wala lang siyang choice kasi may anak siya na 8 taong gulang na pumapasok na sa eskwela and he needs to support her. his wife sells kakanin beside the school’s premises para makatulong sa kanilang pang-araw araw na gastusin.

nag agree lang ako sa lahat ng sinabi niya. “ganyan talaga ang buhay”, sabi ko pa. “at least okay at marangal naman ang iyong trabaho at nakakatulong ka pa sa mga taong katulad ko na nangangailangan din”, nag emote din ako. i told him that swerte na nga siya at may talent siya sa pag-aayos ng mga sirang sapatos, payong at iba pa. ito’y talent na bigay ni Lord na dapat gamitin sa maayos na paraan. sumaludo pa ako sa kanya dahil sabi ko, hindi lahat ng nagigipit ay nakakahanap ng mabuting paraan para lang makaraos sa pang-araw araw.

“kapoi biya usahay bai”, sabi nya. (nakakapagod din pala kung minsan pare). “okey ra na, bro”, i said. “Isipin mu nalng lagi ang iyong pamilya na umaasa sayo. ako din naman ay napapagod din sa aking trabaho especially if night shift. ang iniisip ko nalang is that, may trabaho ako and at every middle and end of the month, may sweldo akong natatangap. every hardwork comes with a reward, diba?”. he just gave me a nodd. hmm… dunno if na gets yun ni Manong. pero okay lang, actually it was also a good realization for me.

hindi na siya umimik at hindi na nadugtungan pa ang aming pag-uusap. ilang minuto pa ay natapos na niya ang pagkumpuni ng aking sirang sapatos. may magagamit na naman ako sa trabaho, salamat kay manong repair man. hindi ko nakuha ang kanyang pangalan. kahit personal na ang aming usapan, hindi ko pa rin makuhang tanongin siya nito dahil sa palagay ko rin naman mas okey ng nalaman ko ang storya ng kasalukuyang buhay nya kaysa sa kanyang pangalan na madali rin lang namang makalimutan.

bilang bayad inabot ko sa kanya ang 300 pesos na kanina ko pa hinahawakan. ayaw pa nya itong tanggapin dahil sapat na raw ang 100 dito. pero hindi ako nagpaawat kaya kinuha nalang niya at pinasalamatan ako dito.

***
siguro LORD damaged my shoes for a purpose – so that i could meet that guy, he could share his sentiments, i could give him advices, and we could learn from all of it..

soulsearching no more

punkies07 — Thu, 25 Sep 2008 21:53:00 +0000

Arggghhh!

I really don’t know how to start this post.

Had anybody here ever experienced having something you know you don’t deserve, but still you keep finding reasons to convince yourself that you actually do? You know that feeling where you keep pushing yourself unto something when that something just don’t simply go along with you?

Sigh! Perhaps these are good questions to start this ‘not supposed to be’ emo post.

On my first month on this blog, I had a wooping 17 posts (all of them are just pretty much Garbage though..hehe) but now it could take me a week before I could post another story. A busy day, I know, is a lame excuse of not being to create one. But actually, I already had so much drafts of unpublished stories in one of the folders of my Outlook. I would start an article and could not finish it because even before I could create the last paragraph of the post, I would skim back through the first paragraph and would just turn out frustrated, not finding any sense on the write up, thus throwing the draft to the deleted items folder.

Now, much as I don’t want to, but something inside me is searching for that very reason why I should still continue this blog.

Don’t ge me wrong. I enjoy blogging and reading everybody’s blog would really make my day. I just thought that I am not an effective blogger anymore, or had I been? lol

Somebody once left a message on my chat box saying “are you feeling the pressure?” I was actually moved by that. I guess his point is that he wants me to put something new on my blog, not just merely reading other blog. If so, why not just close this blog and become just an anonymous reader?

Actually the main purpose of me creating this blog was so that I would have something to put my thoughts and worries to but certainly not to add to the many pressures I am already having. I think for them it’s easy to create posts because they are experienced bloggers, writers and geniuses. But me? huh.. never in my wildest dreams.

I am just a frustrated writer actually. Dating back in my college years, I also had this same feeling.

When I joined the University’s student weekly publication, I was tasked to be a features writer. I was expected to write about anything interesting for the students that shall be published weekly on the features page of the paper. Our Editor in Chief during that time was indeed a terror. (peace..) She is a genius, I should say.

What happened was, I keep on writing stories from the school but most of the time I would date back some personal experiences on the article. I didn’t know that they don’t like it. When I submit my articles to the editors, I would find that some parts of my stories in the article were removed. Making the whole article a nonsence, eventually. Or when the other feature writer would submit an article, his article gets to be published while my article are jammed to his to make it more appealing and then my name just appeared as a contributor to the write-up.

What made it more complicated was the Associate Editor In Chief who happened to be a close friend of mine, was so supportive of me. He’s also got a ‘say’ in the office, since he is the second most powerful. He’s gay and out and he really was a good friend of mine that time, and well, he is actully a respected one in the whole office – the most respected one. So when it comes to my issues, I guess the rest of the staff are hesitant to tell me what’s wrong with me as they thought it would indirectly put a clash between our associate eic. I may just be putting assumptions here but that’s how it really appeared to me. The competition inside the office is also strong and maybe that is the reason behind all that.

I stuggled a lot during that time where I felt that they are discrimating me behind my back. I could hear stories about me and that didn’t really make me happy. For some time I tried to keep it in myself. I tried to fit in but I always just get dismayed at the end. Until such time I had to give up. I wanted to quit from the publication and just be a regular student but our assoc. won’t allow me to. He was also just one of those reasons why I actually kept trying to become what they expect me to be.

So then he tried to assign me on a news article and they found out that I wasn’t really bad in news writing after all. Our news editor would commend me for my articles and things started to become easy for me. Yup, no more pressures. I could even publish 3 or more stories in just a week. I also became the News Editor of our College’ personal publication.

You see? Some things are sometimes worthy to be thrown away, forgotten, so we could focus on something new and more interesting to us and excel in such manner.

Publicity and or fame is not my issue here. Isn’t it better to be at something you know you are competent at doing? I am not maybe an effective writer , or so I thought. Of course I can’t write news articles here, right? hehe

Oh, I even thought of just making a techy blog, I know I won’t really feel pressure there. haha

Haay, Mr. Romero, if nagbabasa ka ngayon. One of these days you can’t spam to the team anymore that I was on overbreak becuse of punkies07.blogspot.com…hehe

Sigh. I need to get this over with.

happy birthday behbeh

punkies07 — Wed, 17 Sep 2008 17:00:00 +0000

Happy Birthday Behbeh…

Stay fit and fab.. =)

Oh.. this used to be our theme song, aight?

Love Like This – Natasha Bedingfield featuring Sean Kingston

illusive delights

punkies07 — Sat, 13 Sep 2008 22:57:00 +0000

Keep that deep heavy breathing as we go away,
your body to mine as we may.
Then close your eyes and go to sleep,
never wake up and ergo never weep.
Let’s stay in the land of placid dreams,
to where we can be together as it seems.
A place where sorrow doth not exist,
a place where we get what we’ve wished;
a place where reality cannot be;
a place with angelic melody;
a place where the nectar of love
flows as rain from God above;
a place where the flowers smell sweat;
a place where we shall never meet defeat;
a place that we long to be;
but no too often we get to see….
For I wake oft in the night,
because of some horrid fright,
my heart beating fast,
and then illusive delight is past.

been thinking a lot…. tsk tsk tsk….

sacrificial lamb, or so i thought

punkies07 — Thu, 11 Sep 2008 21:38:00 +0000

During days off, I usually take the advantage of at least still experiencing how it is to sleep at night. But sometimes, maybe due to the fact that my body has been used to staying active during wee hours at night till morning dawn, I would wake up at night and could not go back to sleep anymore.

And if it would happen like that, I normally would just pull off my Walkman phone and start playing my music. The music drives me to something illusive. The whole room is usually dark but I would just open my eyes because I know beneath the darkness my mind can see many things. It tries to look into my past and even crawl forward to my unpredictable future. My mind puts a whole new kind of soul into my being.

Sometimes I would imagine I was superman. That I could do a lot of things. Posses the power of doing powerful things. That I could turn a mere rough rock into a fine shimmering gold. That I could turn all people to understand me and let them feel the same way I am feeling- the emotions that are sometimes too hard to contain.

It sometimes brings me to tears if I get to recall many things in my past and the present as well. I am a very family oriented man, thus, I value so much my family and I am so eager to invest for my own family in the future. Many family issues had been disturbing me the past days. I felt that I have done so much for them but I don’t feel the appreciation for that. But I know, I shouldn’t be asking anything in return, even just a simple appreciative response. They have made me to what I am now and it is indeed expected for me to help them out. There should be no room for mistakes.

But despite the feeling of being unnoticed, it made it even harder for me to believe that, for them, I was never a good son or brother. That I could just pursue a life of my own and live freely away from them. (this was exaggerated..hehe) It pains me a lot because I fell like I am not doing anything for them. I may have my own mistakes sometimes but I am also just a person and I know how to cope with it. I am doing everything I can to make the family better but the things just don’t go along in an easy way. I mean, I also have a personal life of my own, got issues of my own, personal emotional matters to deal with, a girlfriend to also take care and love and etc. But sometimes they just don’t understand. I am not perfect and I will never be.

If this role that I am playing was not meant to make me glad, then I guess I should just let it be. I had loved them. Love is indeed a sacrifice. They were the first people whom I loved and that love could not perish anytime soon.

I may not be there for them all the time but I am sure, by the day I die, I would make them proud- because there had been a good son who wished he had everything to provide for his family and to every one he loves.

*nag emote lang ako kasi napagalitan na naman ako ng kapatid ko lately, at napagsabihan lang naman ni papa at mama. mabuti at meyron pa akong isang sister na nakakaintindi (syempre binibigyan ko xa nang alawance nya eh..hehe)
pero love ko parin sila.. =)

Love Tag reload

punkies07 — Tue, 02 Sep 2008 20:00:00 +0000

Chyng tagged me!

It’s a love tag so let’s not stop spreading the love.

1. When was your first kiss and where?
It was when I was still a freshman in High School. My classmates locked me up in the CR. Few moments after a girl entered and she looked as surprised as I am. We chatted. We wanted to go out but they won’t permit us until we kiss. They are eyeing us from the top most part of the door of the comfort room. Having no choice, we both agreed to kiss each other. Nakadalawa pa! After that, she became my first girlfriend. It lasted for only 2 weeks though. hahahaha

2. When was your first real relationship and how long did it last?
It started 4th year highschool and we’re still together until now. Although we broke up for almost 2 years, in that 4 year span, since she studied for college at La Salle Bacolod while I studied at Dumaguete.

3. What age were you allowed to date?
When I had my first real relationship. I was about 16 by then.

4. What’s the craziest thing you did (for love) when you were a teenager?
I came from a public HS and my GF is from the only rival private HS we have in our town. My classmates thought it’s the craziest thing I did. Hindi kasi nagkakasundo ang mga people from the public and that private school.

5. How long is your longest relationship and what’s the secret?
Still counting.. We just always try to understand each other. Sometimes we try to point out things we don’t like from each other and we try to correct them.

6. How long did you date before you decided to settle down?
I don’t have any plans to settle down yet.

7. How long did you know s/he was the ONE?
We are still in the process of trying to figure that out.

8. Now, at what age will you allow your kid(s) to date? (if and only if I end up having kids)
I would give them freedom once they reach 18.

9. When it comes to your kids dating, will you be a cool parent or a strict parent?
Cool, syempre!

10. What piece of advice can you give to your child when they start dating?
Son: Go for gold!
Daughter: Don’t settle for anything less.

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I usually do something like this (answering set of questions) in Friendster when I don’t have anything to do. I copy it from a friend’s bulletin post then edit it with my own answers and post it back. It’s something I know my friends won’t bother reading…hahaha

And now, im tagging..

Myk2ts, more than just a kilo of rice..

Roneiluke, ang nurse na emo. heheh joke!

and X, my ever glamorous workmate. He introduced me to blogging.

Make LOVE (?) not war..

World peace!