slippers

slippers
Originally uploaded by Silhoutte.

barely discernible pic..

I am a lover of slippers.
A Certified Freakin' lover of Slippers.

Even way back in College, rarye would comment on my going to class wearing slippers -- PANGBANYONG TSINELAS, mind you.

And guess what?

I haven't changed.

I still go to my law classes wearing slippers.

I remember, an ex once bought me, a pasalubong from manila, a pair of slippers, which although was quite pretty, just did not fit right.

Now, baba bought me this.

And it fits just right.

I guess it speaks so much of how right He is for me... No offense to the ex. hehehe.. :)

And if you have some problem about me blogging my freaking slippers, well, magkulangot ka na lang!

hehehe..

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The art of NOT keeping Secrets

I am a keeper of secrets, or rather, an unworthy keeper of secrets. Really, really unworthy, because I can't keep it to myself... so, I bombard Erbe with all these secrets I have been told.

Sometimes, I wonder why people keep telling me their secrets but would complain about my sheer inability to keep them.

I have realized that people I know from the time I haven't even freakin' menstruated yet have their stories to tell..

Damn freakingly good juicy stories.

I listen and I sit, gaping..

PAUNA PO KAY ERBE: I AM NOT GOING TO ERASE THIS NO MATTER HOW YOU FROWN AND RANT!!! YOU ARE WAY MORE STRICT THAN THE FREAKIN' MTRCB!!!!

Anyways, read on and read their secrets:

One..
Has gotten married secretly without the parents knowing about it.

Admits that one is very noisy when having sex.

Has a relationship with a married person and cannot stop being with the person.

Is married but is in-love with a single person who is in-love with two people, while flirting with more.

Is in-love with a man but cannot tell her parents, afraid of their disapproval.

Is married but the person one is married to had a number of relationships with serious "consequences", and this one is getting back at the spouse.

Has gotten married but is secretly not in-love with the spouse, just got married for gainful reasons on this one's part and the spouse is oblivious to this.

Is with a partner but crying over the last, still.. while the partner does not know, the ex does not believe.

Is practically living with a partner while one's parents is completely oblivious to it, or so I still think.

Likes to view "anatomies" of others on webcam, but one is married.

Has participated in an orgy, a full orgy, about 12 of them all in all.


There is more. I will not tell anymore.

I have not divulged any names.. and I will never will. Now, can you imagine all the secrets that I am keeping?!?!?

I am not judging anybody -- because I, too, have my own secrets.. more even, some damaging to my soul. (Teka.. on the second thought.. wala naman super damaging..hehehe)

The thing is, I have realized that you might know a person all your life but you'd never really truly know a person --
Because people bends according to how fate takes them..
They have no choice on this matter because it is how life is.
So then they simply surprises you..
With their secrets and more..

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--- bestfriend ko ---

Well, I gotta give her credit for this pic. She is really pretty here and I gotta share this to all who reads my blog and has the "irrevocable" crush on my bessie.

Erbe, actually, is doubting my sexual preference, and actually accused me of being a freakin' homo. hehehe..

Well, am I or am I not?

What do you think baba? hmmm...

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-- para sa wala nung fiesta ---

-- these are merely thumbnail pixs... di kasi kasya yung malaki ---

Sabi, there is no place like home.. ANG SABI!!!

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Labuyo..awwww shiiiiiiit!

I have noticed that I have people reading my posts, although I am completely baffled as to who and why.. Hell, this is all about my crap. So, if you're reading this, please leave a message.

Anyways, I am currently waiting for Erbe to finish his work.. so, this entry is just an incessant rambling of a scatterbrain. amen.

It's freakin' raining again. This worries me.

For the past week, our house is damn flooded.

Sometimes up to my ankle,
up to my knees,
up to my neck. -- this last one as you could imagine is my exaggeration.

Anyways, it is flooded.

Thank you Labuyo.

I live in a place where floods are as natural as breathing. In fact, in our house, we have finally managed to have a system for flood-attack. I have survived a number of floods -- but this last one sucks!

Why?

Oh, it's no biggie really. It just happened that it was the damn fiesta when the freakin' flood decided to happily visit every nooks of our house.

We celebrated the fiesta with damn-up-to-my-ass water inside the house.

You could just imagine:
Visitor: "Manay Iday! Maray na fiesta po!"
Me: "Dagus po, tulay tulay na po kamo dian. O baka po mahulog kamo! Dagus po, makitaas po kang bitis nindo sa tukawan ta baka alipungahun kamo! Uya po, o pritos na galunggong! Pasensia na po ta dai kami nakaluto, si lutuan po kaya naanod kang baha, pati naman po si dapug-dapug mi..."
Hehehe..

You could just imagine.

Anyways, there goes my rambling..

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