Merry Christmas to all of you. =)

I am having a terrible headache. I still feel a little bit dizzy every time I stand in a crowd. I am having a bad cold and cough. I am having an earache that's why I can't hear that much. I am having difficulty in seeing bright things. Merry Christmas.

The family problem I am whining since prehistoric time is still a problem and could possibly become worse. It will surely explode tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. After that explosion, maybe the family I ever used to call will not be a family anymore. Merry Christmas.

I did not able to go to my ever dearest bestfriend's birthday last Dec. 24 because I am not allowed to go out. Too sad I don't own my own time for now. Merry Christmas.

It's Christmas and our fifth monthsary. But we are miles apart. He's there. And I am here. He can't go here because of work. I can't go there because of my situation. I celebrated my Noche Buena inside my room - alone. He celebrated his Noche Buena in the hospital - with his patients. Merry Christmas.

Dec. 29 is coming - my 23rd birthday. Hunnie still can't go here. We still can't be together. I wanna insist; I want him to be here. But I can't. I am so afraid. I don't want him to get mad again. I don't want to do any mistake that might heat up his head and get mad at me. Besides, I need to understand. That's the nature of his job. Merry Christmas.

Last few months ago, we talked about that. I told him that he need to be here. I wanted to be with him on my birthday. I really really wanted to. Because that's my only wish since ever - that I could celebrate my birthday with my special someone. But still not granted. Yeah, I understand. I need to. And I will continue understanding it. Even it didn't showed like I understand it all. Merry Christmas.

I still can't get rid of the bad thoughts inside my head. I don't know if this is what you call trauma or just simply paranoia? Whatever it is, I know that I really really miss him. Merry Christmas.

Shobe and my Senyorita M will be back to LA day before my birthday. Nice one. Nice gift. But still, I need to understand. Because they are not the one who holds their own time, too. That is not their plan. Merry Christmas.

My super J still don't know what to do. Er. I mean, he still don't know what his father want to do. Would he also be back in LA together with his sisters? Too bad LA exists in the world. Merry Christmas.

Nightmares still hunts me everytime I try to sleep. The very same guy that wanted to stab me with his sharp knife is still running after me. The bullets that killed someone also wanted to enter my body. The monkeys who brutally pulling my hair until my head bleeds are still there. The dogs still wanted to eat me alive. The bald guy who hides inside my cabinet is still there and will surprisingly show when I am getting my dress for a party. Nightmares. Oh nightmares. Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas Vanny! This would be the happiest Christmas you ever had. T_T

PS.
Sorry to all who worried so much. Thank you for all the love and care. Bloggers, sorry if I moved our EB on January. Hope to see you all there. I'll be back again maybe first week of January. Have a happy new year bloggers!

Oh, let me blab first my accomplishment for the year 2008. Yeah, accomplished my New Year's resolution. No soda for the whole 2008. Yey. I did it. =)

Hey Shobz, who gave you the permission to post your pictures here? You wanted to be hit? LovesYou Shobs. Thanks for messing in my blog. Lox.

Time always tic-tac so fast. I didn't notice that I am here again in Philippines for almost one month. Are we celebrating Christmas here? We still don't know. Come what may. ;)

But I am not writing about our not-so-planned vacation. I just feel I am craving. For what? I really don't know. All I know is I am craving for something.. urgh. I don't know. Something delicious!

Btw, just sharing some foods I really love to eat. ~_^


Sweet Fruity Snow =)


Doughnuts!
(always source of Ate Vanny's tampo to me 'coz I always ate her share. Lolx.)


Our usual dinner (~_~)
Before I face my laptop, I  ate Kare-kare. But before I ate kare-kare, I ate eggpie and barbeque - not a good partner, though it's yhum-yhum. But I am still not satisfied. Harhar. I am such a terrible eater. Excuse my katakawan. Lolx.

Want a proof? Here we go.




And yep, I love Fishballs! =)
Oppss. So much pictures. Ate Vanny might scold me when she see this. LovezYouSooMucches Ate! ^__^

Nytnyt. I can smell the noodles I asked Y  to cook, the only one who can tolerate my katakawan - 'coz she's also matakaw. Lolx. Wait, about the title - Am I PG? Patay Gutom. Lolx =)

I saw in the news lately the boastful Christmas tree around the world. Different sizes, different colors, diffrent materials.

So I am sharing the newest trendy Christmas tree of yours truly. Lolx. ^^__^^


*Image taken outside of my classroom, last day of my being High School. =)

~:~ Advance Merry Christmas fellas! ~:~

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Hi everyone! This is Shobe. I will be your guest blogger for i-don't-know-how-long 'coz ate Vanny is on leave. =)

Oh crap. It's a blog culture to introduce yourself on your first post, isn't it?

I am name removed (ate Vanny don't name names here on her blog, so let just keep it that way). My family call me Shobe (means youngest daughter). A pure Chinese, Pinay at heart.

I am ate Vanny's cousin family friend cousin. We usually call ourselves as cousins, besides being family is not necessarily by blood, ayt?

I am taking up BS-BA in University of California, Los Angeles. I just came here in Philippines last week together with our Senyorita M and Master J. We flew back here as soon as we heard of the shocking news about.. you know what I mean. She's getting ok, and will get better very soon. Don't worry too much.

I am with ate Vanny since we are a kid. Actually, we are seven in our so-called gang. Now we're just five. Kuya B and my brother are with Papa Jesus since last year. But we always know they are still with us, if not physically, at least by emotionally.

We all knew each other for more than 13 years now. So many memories being cherished. Every details are memorized - from our street playing to eating corn in the fields to picking up sunflowers in our yard up to covering each others' mess and doing charity acts.

Opps. Did I already mention that I am gang's talking parrot? Because I talk a loooooot. Hmm. One thing I am so sure on how to describe ate Vanny - she is our CRY BABY. Ever since! It's like she has tons of tears in her eyes. When she starts to cry, expect an unending tears until her eyes got chinky. Tsk tsk.

Shhh. Ate Vanny is sleeping. Ok ok. I'll zip my mouth now. I'll blog hop tomorrow. (-__-)

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