December 2011
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THE CITY OF PINES
Because I promised myself that I’d update this thing more often, here are some photos of our Baguio trip from 4 months ago.
I love Baguio. At one point (or more) during that trip, we all decided that we wanted to work (I could study) and live there. Too bad there was a storm when we went so we had a lot less time to spend outdoors, no visit to Burnham Park, walking around, horseback riding, etc....
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NUTCASE ALERT!
Eh di lunchbreak ko ngayon diba? Actually, tapos na at na-late pa ko ng 5 minutes. Anyway, sa Chowking ako kumain at yung fried chicken na binigay sakin makunat na luma na matigas. Alam mo yun? First meal of the day yun eh tapos ganun.
Pero teka, hindi yun yung kwento rito. Bago ako napunta sa Chowking to have breakfast, marami akong nadaanan na ibang lugar na pwedeng kainan. Kung pamilyar ka sa...
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YUMMY BEE'S LEMON CHICKEN
Sa mga mahilig sa lemon chicken pero ayaw gumastos ng mahal sa North Park or Mann Hann tulad ko, pumunta kayo ng Shopwise Cubao at nang matikman niyo yung the BEST lemon chicken meal available under 80 pesos (comes with unlimited rice). And I’m not playing food blogger ala I can’t taste the bacon in my carbonara. As in sersyosong gusto ko lang talaga mag Tumblr para lang sabihin na...
Anonymous asked: Man. I guess there are some things you're better off without.
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TED MOSBY FOREVS.
Ted: I’ll be honest guys.. I’m a little scared. [students raise their hands] Ted: Okay, Louis, then Betty. Louis: We’re all scared, Professor Mosby. Betty: Doesn’t being scared let you know you’re on to something important? Ted: Yeah. I mean if you’re not scared, you’re not taking a chance. And if you’re not taking a chance, then what the hell are...
EH.
Nasisiraan nanaman ako ng ulo.
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OFW
maghanap ng trabaho sa ibang bansa
makaalis ng bansa
R is for Rosanna.. and ribs.
Ugh. This is why I like Sundays.
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THE PSEUDO COMPANION.
The person who will sit with you on a table and share the absence of spoken word, the purpose of the pseudo companion being the person available when you need a five minute conversation in between sips of coffee and the from-the-heart letter you’re trying to write and finish — or whatever it is you normally do in a cafe that doesn’t involve too much human interaction.