tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9749106858060695232024-03-06T02:34:11.225+08:00Bunny.EhyStories and Thoughts Which I Subconsciously Narrate To MyselfAndy Manuelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06044677337169697694noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974910685806069523.post-6798025860232735532014-08-16T03:19:00.003+08:002014-08-16T03:19:55.106+08:00Ang Pait Ng Red Horse!Alas dos y media ng madaling araw.<br />
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Mag-isa. Kakauwi lang galing trabaho. Nagiinom.<br />
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Lagpas kalahating bote na din ng Red Horse ang nainom ko.<br />
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Wala akong trip. Walang magawa. Walang makakwentuhan.<br />
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Isang bagay na hindi ako sanay maranasan.<br />
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Nalulungkot ako.<br />
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Mas lalong hindi ako sanay sa ganitong pakiramdam.<br />
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Alam ko kung bakit ako nagiinom.<br />
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Alam ko din na ayokong maramdaman ulet o maranasan ulet 'tong ganito.<br />
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Kinukwento ko to hindi para mabasa ng iba.<br />
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Kasi kung kailangan ko ng makakausap, madaling humanap ng kahit sinong makakaramay o mapagkukwentuhan ng nararamdaman ko. Pero hindi yun ang kelangan ko sa mga oras na 'to.<br />
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Sinusulat ko 'to para mabasa ko ulet.<br />
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Sa future. Para may remembrance ako ng pagka-emo ko.<br />
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Madalas kasi kahit may dinaramdam ako, walang nakakaalam. Walang nakakaramdam. Walang nakakahalata. Walang nagtatanong.<br />
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Sinusulat ko 'to para balang araw may magpaalala saken na isa to sa mga malulungkot na moments ng buhay ko na ako lang magisa yung nakaalam. Ako lang yung nakaintindi sa nararamdaman ko. Para hindi ko na gustuhin ulet yung ganitong pakiramdam. Kasi ako din naman yung dahilan kung baket ko nararanasan ngayon 'to.<br />
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Isang lagok pa ulet ng alak.<br />
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Hindi na pala malamig!<br />
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Ang pait. Sing pait ng feeling ko ngayon.<br />
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Alam kong nagiging emo na ako.<br />
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Dapat sa mga oras na 'to, pinagtatawanan ko na yung sarili ko.<br />
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Pero hindi pa din e! Alam ko pag nakawala na ko sa feeling na ganito at mababasa ko tong sinulat ko, matatawa ako. Sana pag dumating yung time na yun, hindi ko na gustuhin ulet na dumating ako sa point na uulitin ko yung ganito.<br />
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Kasi hindi masaya. Hindi masarap<br />
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Ito yung isa sa mga pakiramdam na hindi ko gugustuhing maexperience ng iba.<br />
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Hinayaan kong madala ako ng kaunting kaligayahang naranasan ko.<br />
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Hinayaan kong maging weakness ko yung kaunting kaligayahan na yun.<br />
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Yung kaunting kaligayahang binigay nya saken.<br />
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Kasi akala ko okay na ulet ko.<br />
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Almost four years na din naman mula nung huli kong pinagbigyan yung sarili kong maging masaya pagdating sa... (okay, corny yung term pero wala ng ibang magamit e)<br />
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...pagibig.<br />
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Potah! ang corny nga! Hindi ko kinaya! muntik ako maduwal!<br />
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Ayun, napangiti ako dun ahh!<br />
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Siguro hayaan ko na lang munang maging malungkot yung sarili ko.<br />
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Kasi magiging okay din naman ako.<br />
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At pag nangyari yun, magpapainom ako!Andy Manuelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06044677337169697694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974910685806069523.post-61860627570298235752014-05-02T05:25:00.002+08:002014-05-02T05:25:41.224+08:00Bunny Ehy 2.0I'm visiting my blog again. Which I haven't done for quite awhile. Seeing my page, the fonts, the background, the theme, the photos, everything brings me back to the old person I was since I started blogging here. Though I haven't posted a lot yet, I still remember the old me out of the few entries that I've posted. And I remember who I was, what I used to be and I see the things that I haven't changed yet. The things that I find difficult to accept that will never be the same.<br />
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Though my heart was broken when Multiply decided to stop maintaining their site, I thought just recently that maybe it's kinda good for me. So that I can no longer read my previous posts. The more-bitter-than-sweet memories from the past which I should learn to stop from returning to my head. So that I can be better.<br />
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Now that I am trying my best to convince myself that there are things that can no longer be like how it was before, I thought of redesigning my page. Maybe, by changing these simplest details, I can start forgetting the things I should have forgotten long time ago. Realize that I can start moving forward and stop looking back so that I can see that there's something good ahead of me. And start writing again.<br />
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So here's my newly redesigned page. BunnyEhy version 2.0.<br />
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<br />Andy Manuelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06044677337169697694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974910685806069523.post-40107199398603979962013-10-11T19:03:00.000+08:002013-10-11T19:03:12.332+08:00Bente KwatroIt's been a while since I last posted here. And since I just celebrated my birthday, I decided to write a post again.<br />
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I feel so blessed to be celebrating my 24th birthday. Life itself is what I celebrate. My existence. Every detail of it. Every single moment of the 24 years that made me become the person I am now. There may be times that I find it difficult to be in my shoes, but still, I am thankful that God made me able to understand and accept what's served on my plate. With that, I thank God for the intelligence he blessed me with.<br />
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I thank God that He surrounded me with people who will help me grow as a person. Who will help me accept and respect differences. People who will either love or hate me. People whom I either love or hate. To all the people who became part of my 24 years, thank you.<br />
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After 24 years, here I am. Happy. Thankful. Rejoicing. Andy Manuelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06044677337169697694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974910685806069523.post-88897604996139156432012-01-12T09:56:00.001+08:002012-01-12T10:07:49.288+08:00Balik Tanaw - "Ehy At Work.."I suddenly missed my tranchemates back when I was in HSBC. Honestly, I almost forgot it's our anniversary. We were hired January 12, 2009. I no longer work there but I still consider it as a special day. I see this as our anniversary of being friends. I'll share my blog post 3years ago, when I was just starting as an associate, as a trainee. I was already working but my blog posts are like for a teenager, cant help but smile, and get teary-eyed when i read it again. Happy anniversary tranche 17! Enjoy reading!<br />
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From: My Multiply Account<br />
Date Posted: March 23, 2009 1:04am<br />
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<tr><td class="cattitle" style="background-image: none; font-size: 18px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px;"><a href="http://irocktart.multiply.com/journal/item/10/ehy_at_work.." itemprop="url" rel="bookmark" style="color: #666666; text-decoration: none; text-transform: capitalize;"><span itemprop="name">Ehy At Work..</span></a></td><td class="itemsubsub" style="background-image: none; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px; text-align: right;"><nobr>Mar 23, '09 1:04 AM</nobr><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">the sudden change on my routine and my life made me, in a short period of time, impossible to do so.. change that gave a lonesome feeling on me then, however, the reason why i love staying up for more hours than i should be.. that change is my employment at the institution where i am staying now.. from being a "bum" to being a more relevant and mature individual..</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">i recieved the good news on january 9th of 2009.. the call that started it all.. a lady from the recruitment team of HSBC Electronic Data Processing Philippines, Inc.(HDPP) called me for an assessment of to what department i will be put into.. after the assessment, the lady told me to wait for another call for the schedule of my training.. i was almost hopeless after a couple of minutes after the call cause i realized that sometimes, when a representative from a company, particularly the recruitment team, tells you to wait, they mean you really have to wait.. like FOREVER.. then after 45mins(not exactly, could be more or less), i recieved another call.. t'was a guy from the AskHR, he told me to report to the company on jan12 for the contract signing and on the same day, i would start the training.. the next couple minutes, excitement was all i felt..</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3333ff; font-family: 'comic sans ms'; font-size: large;">Meeting Iya</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Monday, january 12, 2009, i went to the company for the said contract signing.. only then i knew i'll be on Mortgage Services Frontend Collections. I had no idea of what it will be like and how the process goes on. The first 2 weeks of training(Connect Training) was just an introduction to the company and its policies, the America, its people and culture and the English language.. it was on that training where we first met our tranchemates, we're tranche17(called wave for other companies). We were 15 in our tranche.. I(ehy), iya, grayzie, avon, matt, rejz, lani, mazon, audi, red, aylo, jc, shey, teri and anich.. I was just minding my own world on the first two hours of the training, no one to share something with.. But among the different people inside the four corners of the training room, one girl caught my attention and thought of befriending with.. Princess Maria 'Iya' Castaneda.. The girl wearing a pair of flip flops, which is, unknown to us by that time, a violation of the policies of the company and prohibitted inside the building.. I used to be a violator wherever i am, that's why I got interested on her at the very first time of meeting her.. Plus, she was late and was the last person to enter the room(I wish I was.. haha!).</span><br />
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<div align="center"> <span style="color: #00cccc; font-family: 'courier new', courier; font-size: x-small;">Me and Iya smiles like we dont feel stressed by a sleepless training.</span></div><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Then after two hours of introducing ourselves, we had our first 15minute break.. I and some tranchemates went out to smoke.. that's when i had my first conversation with iya, my tranchemate.. at the very first time, i knew she would be a friend to me cause there was a feeling that i would be comfortable on talking about anything with her.. and i was never wrong with my impressions cause we are very close friends now that we dont feel hesitations on saying anything with each other.. we enjoy each other's company even in the most sleepy hours.. i cant even remember a time that we made each other feel working, every moment together is just like a leisure time for us(though we often crave for a real leisure time together). We are just like in our highschool, the company is our school, our tranchemates are our classmates and our trainer is our teacher. We care for each other like sisters and share happy and sad moments like bestfriends. A real friend which is hard to find in an environment like the company where we are.</span><br />
<span style="color: #cc33cc; font-family: 'comic sans ms'; font-size: large;">Grayzie, Another Friend</span><span style="font-size: small;"></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.irocktart.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Scm6bQoKCIMAAFW0Yp41/grayzie.jpg?et=N5Y8NvR4g8%2BCdkQCDKNZ6g&nmid=0" style="clear: both; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;" /></span><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="color: #66ffff; font-family: 'courier new', courier; font-size: x-small;">grayzie and me, greets ourselves good morning..</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">I cant remember how and when grayzie and I became friends.. all i know is that, she approached me and iya since she's also a smoker.. since then, we always had our cigarette breaks together.. During the first week of training, t'was only me and iya who eats at the diner together, when we became friends with grayzie, it became the three of us.. One lunchbreak, when we were smoking at the roofdeck of the building, grayzie shared a secret of hers which she never told anyone but us.. That made her more comfortable with us.. and since then, a deeper friendship was established and we called ourselves, BFF(bestfriends forever).</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">The whole tranche became closer with each other when we were in process training.. the training then was more challenging than the first, connect training.. some were almost giving up but no one did.. everyone was able to finish process training and everyone fortunately passed..</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-family: 'comic sans ms'; font-size: large;">Goodbye Matt</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: 'courier new', courier; font-size: x-small;">with my chubby, cute, discreet tranchemate, matt..</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Matt was a good friend of mine.. he's the most gentle man on our tranche.. he was also with us every break cause he's also a smoker.. he's so mysterious cause he's a discreet type of guy.. and i was flattered that i was one of the few people who was able to make him laugh when we were having our training.. i never thought he would do what he did when we entered ISD.. i was shocked and saddened by the news on the first day of ISD training.. Mazon was then the bearer of the bad news that Matt was resigning.. The thought of losing someone in our tranche that early made me feel sad.. Having the training done could have been happier if we were complete..</span><br />
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<span style="color: #33ff33; font-family: 'comic sans ms'; font-size: large;">Three Youngest..</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">I am the youngest in our tranche, only 18.. next is avon, 21, followed by iya, 22.. being the three youngest, we possessed all the "kakulitan" in our tranche.. i and iya often shared jokes even in the middle of discussion.. avon and I would share all the "kalog" traits during free times.. and when the three of us were together, wow! no one would think we're working in a financial institution.. our laughs, our trips, our talks.. no one would think we're serious being in the company.. are we? yes! we just dont seem like we are, but believe me, we are serious on having the job..</span><br />
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<span style="color: #999999;"><span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms'; font-size: large;">Parting.. </span> </span><br />
after more than two months of being together, we were distributed to our own teams.. I and grayzie are still together with team southpark of Mhy Calamlam.. Iya is with other team and so are my other tranchemates.. i am saddened by the idea that we cannot be in one team.. and i know that iya is feeling the same way too.. but that is one thing that we should have been prepared of.. that there will always be a time for parting.. that nothing is constant in our environment.. that we are here not to have fun at all times.. but to give service to the company and get paid..<br />
i miss tranche 17.. i miss BFF(Iya, Grayzie and Ehy), i miss BFF's firends(Mazon, Audi and Matt), i miss the mommies(teri, anich, rejz, cathy and lani, shey), i miss the three youngest(iya, avon and ehy), i miss my favorite color(red), i miss the guy i hate(jc), i miss mr. mute button(aylo), i miss the way we were.. again, i miss tranche 17.. goodluck guys!!!</div></div></div>Andy Manuelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06044677337169697694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974910685806069523.post-19107122131019851322011-07-17T10:25:00.000+08:002011-07-17T10:25:06.217+08:00Back To WorkMay trabaho na ulit ako!!! At yun ang dahilan kung bakit di ako nakapagpost agad ng bagong blog entry. Bagong kumpanya, bagong environment. Bagong pakikisama. Nagsimula ang training namen nung 07-04-11. Di ko maiwasang hindi ikumpara yung bagong opisinang pinapasukan ko dun sa dati, aaminin ko, mas panalo sa facilities yung una kong pinagtrabahuan. Pero kahit ganun, di yun dahilan para di ko magustuhan yung opisinang pinapasukan ko ngayon. Masaya ako, yun ang importante.<br />
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Hindi ko alam kung lagi lang akong sinuswerte sa mga nakakasama ko, o sadyang marunong lang talaga kong makisama. Kasi, unang dalawang linggo pa lang, sobrang saya na namen ng mga kasama ko sa training. Mas masaya ko ngayon kumpara sa training namen dati dun sa dati kong pinagtrabahuan. Mas madame kasi ang bata samen ngayon. Call center pa din, pero madameng pinagkaiba, madame din pagkaka-pareho.<br />
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Ini-enjoy na namen bawat araw na magkakasama kame sa training, alam kasi namen na di na namen magagawa yung mga bagay na ginagawa namen ngayon kapag nasa production na kame. Pag nagkukulitan kame, parang wala kame sa training, para kameng nasa isang classroom. Para kameng highschool. Kaya sobrang saya namen. Sigurado mamimiss namen ang isa't-isa pag natapos na yung training. Sa ngayon, lulubusin muna namen yung mga araw na pwede kameng magharutan.<br />
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Di ko sigurado kung tatagal ako sa kumpanyang pinapasukan ko ngayon, di ko sigurado kung magiging ganun din ako kasaya gaya ng sa una, sa ngayon, masaya ko, yun ang importante.Andy Manuelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06044677337169697694noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974910685806069523.post-66094048032482026482011-06-23T14:13:00.002+08:002011-06-23T14:23:49.196+08:00Porque by Maldita<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><b>Habang umuulan.. eto ang hindi ko naman sinasadyang mapakinggan..</b></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Tulala lang sa 'king kwarto</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">at nagmumuni-muni</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Ang tanong sa aking sarili</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">saan ako nagkamali?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Bakit sa iyo pa nagkagusto?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Parang bula ika'y naglaho.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Porque contigo yo ya iskuji?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Aura mi corazon ta sufri</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Bien simple lang iyo ta pidi</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Era cinti tu el cosa yo ya cinti</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Ta pidi milagro, vira'l tiempo</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">El mali hace derecho</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Na dimio reso ta pidi yo</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"> Era olvida yo contigo</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Ang lahat ay binigay ko</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Ngayon ay sising-sisi</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Sobra-sobra ang parusa</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Di alam kung kaya pa</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Bakit sa iyo pa nagkagusto?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Parang bula ika'y naglaho.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Porque contigo yo ya iskuji?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Aura mi corazon ta sufri</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Bien simple lang iyo ta pidi</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Ta pidi milagro, vira'l tiempo</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">El mali hace derecho</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Na dimio reso ta pidi yo</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Era olvida yo contigo</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Huwag ng lumapit o tumawag pa</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">At baka masampal lang kita</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Di babalikan, magsisi ka man</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Ako ay lisanin</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Porque contigo yo ya iskuji?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Aura mi corazon ta sufri</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Bien simple lang iyo ta pidi</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Era cinti tu el cosa yo ya cinti</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Bakit ikaw pa ang napili?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Ngayon ang puso ko ay sawi</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Kay simple lang ng aking hiling</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Na madama mo rin ang pait at pighati</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Sana'y magmilagro</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Maibalik ko mali ay maideretso</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Pinagdarasal ko sa aking puso</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Na mabura na sa isip ko...</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 17px;">Matagal ko ng naririnig yang kantang yan.. Ngayon ko lang na-appreciate. To kasing kuya(ate?) ko, paulit-ulit na pinapatug-tog, ayan tuloy, napansin ko na lang, nagugustuhan ko na siya. Sana magustuhan nyo din.</span>Andy Manuelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06044677337169697694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974910685806069523.post-47063979237076145712011-06-14T00:47:00.000+08:002011-06-14T01:01:58.478+08:00Para Kay Bamness ♥<div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"It's not the laminated certificates that we are proud of,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> it's the friendship that we have established within the team.." </span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> </span></i><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">-Bambie</span></i></div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Tandang tanda ko pa kung ano ako nagsimula noon sa unang kumpanyang pinasukan ko. So far, yun pa lang naman ang napasukan ko. Para akong grade1, lahat bago, lahat nakakapanibago. Mahirap kapag bago ka sa isang environment. Di mo alam kung may makakasundo ka, di mo alam kung tatagal ka. Maswerte ka kapag magaling kang makisama, mas maswerte ka kung pati yung mga tao sa paligid mo nakikisama. Medyo okey din yung deadma ka lang, tapos deadma lang din sila sayo. Nakakabagot yun pero mas okey kesa sa palibutan ka ng mga taong kupal makisama. Sa naging experience ko sa call center na pinasukan ko, ewan ko kung sinwerte nga lang ako sa mga taong nakasama ko, pero kung swerte nga yun, ipinagpapasalamat ko. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Para akong bumalik sa elementary nung mga unang buwan ko sa opisina. Bukod sa wala pa akong alam tungkol sa pagtatrabaho, hindi ko din masyadong sineryoso nung una yung buhay na pinili kong pasukin nung nag-decide akong magtrabaho. Yung opisina namen, parang malaking playground para saken, hindi pa uso nun ang stress kasi nga, binabalewala ko lang lahat. Unti-unti ko na lang namalayan na mahal ko na pala yung trabaho ko. Ayy mali! Unti-unti palang pina-realize saken. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Isa sa mga swerteng natanggap ko dun sa opisina ay yung tyaga at pasensya ng mga taong naging parang teacher ko. Hindi biro ang i-motivate ang taong kahit siya mismo, hindi alam kung san hinuhugot ang motivation para magpatuloy sa trabaho. Yun ang na-experience saken ng mga "teachers" ko sa opisina. Swerte nga siguro't sila ang nakasama ko. At mas tinatanggap kong swerte ang pagkakakilala ko sa mga teammates ko, sila yung mga araw-araw kong kasama no'n habang nagtatrabaho. Magaling silang makisama, kaya nakisama din ako. At hindi lang kame magkakatrabaho, magkakaibigan kame. Mas may lalim kumpara sa usual na relasyon ng magkatrabaho lang. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Unahin ko ng ikwento yung unang taong nakasundo ko sa team, yung unang seatmate ko, yung unang taong nag-tyaga saken, yung pers lab ko sa opis, naks! Ganda ng intro! Ladies and Gentlemen,<a href="http://www.facebook.com/hottiebambina"> Ms. Genevieve Mae Barba</a>. Clap! Clap! Clap!</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/hottiebambina"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Nickname: Bambie</span></a></td></tr>
</tbody></table><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Mas madalas ko siyang tawaging Bamness. Mataray siya nung una ko siyang nakilala. Pero hindi yun naging dahilan para hindi ko siya maging kaibigan. Usually kasi yun ang mga nakakasundo ko. At hindi nga ko nagkamali, di nagtagal naging uber close kame. Walang effort. Kasi parehas kameng nakisama sa ugali ng isa't isa. Kasi mga totoong tao kame, walang kaplastican. Genuine ang mga ngiti, lalo ang tawa. Pati pagsusungit, hindi itinago. Nagkakasakitan kame minsan, pisikal at emosyonal. Pero alam namen kung pano kame magkakasundo ulet. Samen ni Bam, hindi problema ang pag-uusap. Seryoso man o biruan, alam namen kung kelan dapat at hindi dapat pag-usapan ang mga bagay-bagay. Nagkahiwalay man kame, nag-uusap pa din kame pag may pagkakataon. Pag wala, kame ang humahanap ng pagkakataon. Di na siguro mawawala samen yung pagiging chikadora namen. Dun kasi kame lalong nagiging close.</span><br />
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</tbody></table><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Hindi ko na alam kung anu yung pinakamababaw na pinagtawanan namen o kung anu yung pinaka-seryosong pinag-usapan namen. Kung anuman yung mga yun, sigurado akong hindi yun ang last. Tatawa pa ulet kame together sa mababaw na dahilan, magkakaron pa ulet kame ng madameng seryosong usapan. At eto pa pala ang mas sigurado ako, she loves me, I love her.. Nakakatawa, pero seryoso.</span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvBLeBBXoH-a7ihPS7EsxE_PL9-40HvdgbVP3blmGXl9VTDpgT7MydkTHWBTfYIwCBQf81Eaoa5tRaXsa-fu3QLM5J54gdFqksv6Wgo8mQIvLPX4PbpnGq6HylQsqUk2J4BGRdErjvT4g/s1600/5760070485_c3c38517f1_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvBLeBBXoH-a7ihPS7EsxE_PL9-40HvdgbVP3blmGXl9VTDpgT7MydkTHWBTfYIwCBQf81Eaoa5tRaXsa-fu3QLM5J54gdFqksv6Wgo8mQIvLPX4PbpnGq6HylQsqUk2J4BGRdErjvT4g/s1600/5760070485_c3c38517f1_thumb.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiChDw3DTV4nOZeROJkC_83gbKFQ7BGq73IWPTMcDhXiB4QkMT63fybMF-5G2thIgEw77pNKH8_BAn_Yz4G0H3SxRq6Q0U5n_aruCqa1NzP6YRF_9rFSPcQw_NkPkCiK8CyBQf5bNfDvSA/s1600/10418_1132327388718_1243285289_30340495_5091674_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiChDw3DTV4nOZeROJkC_83gbKFQ7BGq73IWPTMcDhXiB4QkMT63fybMF-5G2thIgEw77pNKH8_BAn_Yz4G0H3SxRq6Q0U5n_aruCqa1NzP6YRF_9rFSPcQw_NkPkCiK8CyBQf5bNfDvSA/s1600/10418_1132327388718_1243285289_30340495_5091674_n.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/hottiebambina">Genevieve Mae Barba</a></span></div>Andy Manuelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06044677337169697694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974910685806069523.post-16963588547684924632011-06-11T00:15:00.000+08:002011-06-11T00:18:45.377+08:00Preggy YhumSa wakas, naayos din ang PC namen, antagal ko ng planong i-post to, kaso di ko nagawa ng mas maaga dahil sa pagkasira ng PC.. After a week, eto na..<br />
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Share ko lang ang mga pics ng friend kong si Me-An, Yhum ang tawag namen sa isa't-isa. Di ko na ikukwento ang history ng friendship namen. Baka may magalit, ayaw kasi ipakwento. Hehe.<br />
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Di na muna ko masyadong magkukwento about samen ni yhum, masyado ng madameng natambak na blog entries na dapat ay nai-post ko ng mas maaga. Sa ngayon, share ko na lang muna ang pics nya, umepal na din ako, so, pics nameng dalawa to..<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/hottieLade24"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;">Em Estadilla</span></a></td></tr>
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</tbody></table>Medyo nahihiya pa si yhum magpose nung una, pero medyo nasanay na din sya. At syempre meron din syang Bunny Shots..<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">Medyo komportable na sya sa mga shots na to..</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">Candid Bunny Shot</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">Cutie</span></td></tr>
</tbody></table>At syempre, umepal ako sa ilang mga pictures na dapat ay para lang kay yhum..<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">Me-Ann and Bunny Ehy</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">My Yhum and Me(EHY)</span></td></tr>
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<div>Goodluck sa pagiging mommy yhum, andito lang kami lagi to support you. Goodluck sa pag-ire. Madadagdagan na tataguan ko twing pasko, chos! We're happy for you. We love both you and your baby. ♥</div><div><br />
</div><div>P.S. merong ayaw ng madameng kwento kung panu kami nagsimula as friends e, pero kukwento ko pa din nextaym.. ;p</div><div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;">Malapit na sya lumabas!!!</span></td></tr>
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</div></div></div>Andy Manuelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06044677337169697694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974910685806069523.post-14264387178003265212011-05-28T12:36:00.000+08:002011-05-28T12:36:20.516+08:00Balik Tanaw - A Piece Of BreadMuli kong binalikan ang aking multiply account. Muli, na-senti ako sa mga nabasa ko, binalikan ko yung mga kababawan na dati, nung panahong sinusulat ko yung mga entries ko noon, yun ang mga kwentong may pinakamalalim na emosyong gusto kong i-share. Muli, natawa ako sa sarili ko. Madalas pag binabalikan ko yung mga dati kong kwento, nasasabi ko na lang, <i>"Ako ba talaga gumawa, neto?".</i><br />
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Etong ishe-share ko ngayon, ay sinulat ko nung mga panahong nagpapakatanga pa ko at so in love sa isang guy na kung pwede lang ay burahin na sa alala ko, yung as in di ko na siya makikilala. Nung nabsa ko, tawa talaga ko ng tawa. Sobrang baduy ko para isulat pa yung mga bagay na sa ngayon, ay pwede kong sabihin na napakababaw. Pero gaya nga ng sinabi ko kanina, yun yung mga malalalim na bagay na talagang pinaghugutan ko ng emosyon, maisulat lang.<br />
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Paalala lang, yung blog entry na ishe-share ko ay sinulat ko nung bata pa ko. Corny, oo. Pero ishe-share ko na din. Kung pagtatawanan nyu ang kabaduyan ko, okey lang, nauna na kong tumawa sainyo. Eto,<br />
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From : My Multiply Account<br />
Date Posted: <span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 10px; white-space: nowrap;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Dec 10, 2008 2:08 AM</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; line-height: 10px; white-space: nowrap;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">A Piece Of Bread</span></span><br />
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<div id="item_irocktart:journal:9"><div class="itemshadow"><div class="itembox" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: visible; overflow-y: visible; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; width: auto;"><div class="bodytext" id="item_body" style="font-size: 14px; overflow-x: auto; overflow-y: auto;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"> galit ako sa mga taong masamang ugali ang pinapakita saken.. pero kahit sabihin ng ibang tao na masama ka, hanggat hindi ako ang sinasalbahe mo, ay mamahalin pa din kita..palakaibigan ako.. isang napakabuting kaibigan sa lahat ng mabuti saken.. ngunit, subalit,datapwat, but, isa akong napakamalditang kaaway.. hindi man ako mananalo sa paraang alam mo, gagawa ako ng paraan para manalo sa paraang nalalaman ko.. maldita ako, oo..pero sa pagkakataong ito, kabaitan na lang naisipian kong isukli sa isang kaibigang hindi ko malaman kung san hinugot ang galit saken.. masasabi kong galit dahil nagawa na nya minsan, ginawa nya pa ulit..</span></div></div></div></div></div><div id="item_irocktart:journal:8" style="font-size: 12px;"><div class="itemshadow"><div class="itembox" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: visible; overflow-y: visible; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative; width: auto;"><div class="bodytext" id="item_body" style="font-size: 14px; overflow-x: auto; overflow-y: auto;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"> ang kwento? eto..</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">nakilala ko si J.C., isang kapwa ko bakla, when i was in high school.. madalas ko lang sya </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">makalaro ng volleyball noon, at makainuman tuwing may okasyon.. pero hindi pa kame </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">gaanong close nun.. last year lang kame naging super close ng bonggang bongga dahil </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">araw araw kameng magkasama sa training ng volleyball at araw araw ko syang nakakasama </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">sa pagtambay.. nawalan kame ng communication kasi naging busy "daw" sya.. at nung </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">magkita uli kame last month.. nakibalita sya kung sino ang jowa ko.. as a friend syempre </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">gumawa ako ng way to introduce my partner to him, as what he had requested to me..</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">naginuman kame kasama ang jowa ko.. at hindi ko akalain na yayakapin nya ang jowa ko sa </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">harap ng mga kainuman namen..aaw! bongga ang exena.. at humalik pa.. at neng, hindi lang </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">siya naka-isa, akalain mong ulitin pa.. oo, sumama ang loob ko nung una.. pero ayus na</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">diin ako nung makausap ko yung jowa ko.. nakampante ako nang sabihin ng jowa ko na,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">"<em>hindi ko siya papatulan noh! baket, kaya ba nya presyo ko</em>?!" bongga! clap clap clap.. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">isang mataas na apir ang binigay ko sa jowa ko..</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">nagsorry si J.C. saken nung magkita kame ulit.. ayus na saken kung anumang nagawa </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">nya.. tinanggap ko ang sorry because i was trying to be nice with him.. naging kaibigan </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">pa din ako sakanya kahit sinasabi ng mga kapwa namen bakla na ahas daw si J.C. I</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"> was thinking of a lesson i've learned from the church, "<em>Pag binato ka ng bato, batuhin mo </em></span><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">ng tinapay.."</span></em></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">mahal ko ang nanay nanayan kong bakla.. si mommy jovic.. madami syang naituro saken sa </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">mundo ng kabaklaan.. alam ko proud siya kapag may nababalitaan siyang isang bagay na </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">nagpapakita na isa na kong ganap na bakla.. kaya naman gusto ko syang ipakilala sa jowa </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">ko.. nung ipapakilala ko na siya sa jowa ko, naunahan ako ng kaibigan kong bakla.. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">tinuro nila kay mommy c boyfriend.. eto ang malupet na eksenang ikinapahiya ko kay </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">mommy, si boyfriend, may kayakap na bakla.. sino? ang ambisyosang si </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">J.C.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">wala na kong ma-say sa ugaling ipinakita ni J.C. madalas akong tanungin ng mga kaibigan </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">nameng bakla kung ano ang masasabi ko sakanya.. eto..</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">in all honesty and sincerity, eto ang tinapay J.C., may palaman pa.</span>. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">(END)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><br />
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</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;">*** *** ***</span></span></div></div></div></div><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 10px; white-space: nowrap;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; white-space: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Inuulit ko, matagal ko ng isinulat yan, shinare ko lang ulit. Gusto ko lang balikan yung mga dating kinwento ko. Para malaman ko kung ano ng pinagbago ko. Gusto kong makita yung mga kababawan ko dati. Para maalala ko yung pagkabata ko. Sinulat ko yan nung gaga pa ko. Eto yung mga parte ng nakaraan ko. Na ngayon ay pinagtatawanan ko na lang.</span></span></span></span><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">Minsan, parang gusto ko ng sabihin. Minsan gusto ko ng aminin. Kaso takot ako. Pa'no kung maloka siya? pano kung maloka 'ko sa magiging reaksyon nya? Pero pano ko nga naman malalaman kung di ko susubukan? Hindi na, mas okey na yung ganito. Nabubuhay ako sa mga ilusyon ko. Atlis, sa imahinasyon ko walang pwedeng makialam. Ako ang direktor at lahat nangyayari ayon sa kagustuhan ko. Doon, kaya kong sabihin na mahal ko siya, doon pwede nyang sabihin na mahal nya din ako. </div>Andy Manuelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06044677337169697694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974910685806069523.post-34528866465471245232011-05-25T14:33:00.000+08:002011-05-25T14:38:36.508+08:00May's Day ♥<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Kahapon, nagkaroon ulit kami ng dahilan para magsama-sama at magsaya. Cinelebrate namen ang birthday ng friend nameng si <a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/profile.php?id=1183386094"><span style="color: magenta;">May Morishima</span></a>, na mas madalas nameng tawaging Tayt. As usual, di mawawala ang alak sa celebration. May videoke din. Syempre, mawawala ba ang camera? Sinamantala ko na ang pagkakataon para makunan ko si May ng isang Bunny Shot, yun ang itatawag ko sa mga pictures na suot ang bunny ears. Yun ang naisip kong signature ng blog ko, magkokolekta ko ng mga bunny shots para mailagay dito sa blog ko. Wala namang angal ang mga friends ko sa mga ganitong arte ko sa buhay. Supportive sila, minsan kontrabida pero sa dulo, nagkakasundo din kami. Willing naman silang magpakuha ng bunny shot, pero sa ngayon, si May muna since siya ang bida, ito ang araw nya. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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Samantalahin ko na din 'tong pagkakataon na 'to para makagawa ng blog about May, since siya naman na ang bida sa entry kong ito. Nakilala ko si May sa isang Youth Club sa subdivision namen 9 years ago. Madali kameng naging close, friendly kasi ako, at friendly din siya. Schoolmates din kame nung highschool at pareho kameng varsity players ng volleyball kaya lalo kameng naging close. Madalas din kameng magkasama sa mga extra-curricular activities ng school kaya karamihan ng mga unforgettable moments namen nung highschool ay magkasama kame. Naranasan din nameng dalawa na maging host sa isang singing contest, toothyal! Pati mga activities sa subdivision namen pinatulan nameng dalawa. Nagkasama din kame sa isang stage play, yung kinita nung play ay napunta para sa pagpapagawa ng church namen. Wow! ngayon ko lang napansin, andame dame pala nameng sinalihang organizations at mga groups! At ngayon ko lang din na-realize na butihing mamamayan pala kame ng aming barangay dahil nakatulong kame sa pagpapagawa ng church! Hahaha.. Kung di ko pa isinulat para sa blog na to di ko pa mapapansin.<br />
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</tbody></table> Hindi natapos ang friendship namen ni May kahit nauna siyang nag-college. Hindi kami batchmates, ahead siya ng isang taon samen. Pero kahit hindi na kame schoolmates, madalas pa din kameng magsama. At nung nag-college ako, naging schoolmates ulit kame sa La Salle-Dasma. Nagkaro'n kame ng mga bagong friends pero hindi pa din kame naghiwalay, pinakilala nya ko sa mga bago nyang friends at pinakilala ko din siya sa mga friends ko. Hanggang sa nagtrabaho ako, hanggang sa nawalang ako ng trabaho, hanggang ngayon friends pa din kame. Nagkatampuhan na kame pero nagkaayos din. Hindi na talaga siguro kame mawawala sa sistema ng isa't-isa. Habambuhay na siguro kameng magkaibigan, Kahit na minsan nagkakapikunan at naaasar kame sa ugali ng isa't-isa, hindi naman namen nakakalimutan yung pinagsamahan namen. Natural lang din siguro sa magkaibigan yung nagkakaasaran. Parte yun ng pagkakaibigan, minsan nasasaktan kame sa nabibitawan nameng salita, pero marunong kameng patawarin ang isa't-isa. Kilala ko si May at kilala nya rin ako, tanggap namen ang lahat samen, mahal namen ang bawat detalye ng pagkakaibigan namen, ang bawat detalye ng pagkatao namen. Kung darating man yung time na magkakaron ng dahilan para magka-galit kame, gaano man kabigat yung dahilan, alam kong darating din yung time na mangingibabaw yung pinagsamahan nameng dalawa. Hindi biro ang tagal ng panahon na pinagsamahan namen. Lalong hindi biro ang ipagmalaking may kaibigan akong gaya ni May. Masaya ako at parte ako ng buhay nya, na parte siya ng buhay ko, na parte na kame ng sistema ng isa't-isa. ♥Andy Manuelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06044677337169697694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974910685806069523.post-67458408853538739342011-05-24T14:58:00.000+08:002011-05-24T14:58:51.542+08:00Bow Chika Wow Wow ♥There's nothing special with this post, I just wanna share this song which has been playing not only on my playlist but on my mind as well.. I've been greeting all my tweeps using the lyrics of this song, from morning to evening.. I dont know why or how I got addicted with it, I just found myself, one day, singing this song all day.. One friend even tweeted me, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">"@iamcass: <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;">LSS teh? :D kanina pa yan ah! haha!"</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">that's what she replied when I tweeted <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">"@andymanuel: #NowPlaying Bow Chika Wow Wow"</span>. That's the title of the song I've been listening to for almost a month now. Try to listen to this song, you might get the same feeling! If you dont, it wont matter.. There's just no way to stop my addiction with this song, bad comments wont help either! Here's the video of Bow Chika Wow Wow from Youtube. </span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">(I do not own the video, credits to the owner. Description from Youtube: <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Music video by Mike Posner Featuring Lil Wayne performing Bow Chicka Wow Wow ft. Lil Wayne. (C) 2011 J Records, a unit of Sony Music Entertainment</span>)</div></div>Andy Manuelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06044677337169697694noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974910685806069523.post-32751325791885236362011-05-23T17:24:00.000+08:002011-06-13T23:17:08.403+08:00Balik Tanaw - "Finding Me Again"I visited my multiply account to give me an idea of what to post next. I just wanted to know what were my interests and what are the things I shared. Nung last na binisita ko yun, siguro mga five months ago, natawa ko. Nakakatawa palang balikan yung mga thoughts and ideas mo dati.. I was just sixteen when i started blogging on multiply. Sobrang isip bata pa ko nun, pero mahilig na ko magkwento. Nakakatawa kasi napaka-babaw ng mga kinukwento ko dun. Kahit medyo ma-drama yung mga posts ko na nabasa ko dun, tinawanan ko pa din. Hindi ko akalain na ako yung nagsulat. Natatandaan ko pa na ako yung gumawa nung mga blog entries dun, pero di ko na maalala yung feeling habang ginagawa yung mga yun. Madrama yung last na pinost ko, eto ishe-share ko sainyo..<br />
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<div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; white-space: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;">"its been a while!"</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; white-space: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;">i saw my former trainer last week, and that's all she has told me since i was in a hurry to go back to my workstation after a 15 minute cigarette break while she was going out of the office..</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; white-space: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;">kung nagkakwentuhan kame, at ikukwento ko lahat ng nangyari saken after the last day na nagkasama kame, mawiwindang siguro siya.. nung nakita ko siya, napaisip ako, anu-ano na nga ba nangyari saken since the last time na in-update ko siya sa mga kaganapan sa buhay ko..</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; white-space: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; white-space: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;">i was just her trainee few months ago.. life is simpler during that time.. walang jowa, hindi ako masyadong pagod, contented, happy, walang pinoproblema.. chill lang sa lahat ng bagay.. i was the only one liable on everything i was doing.. unlike now, may mga bagay na maaaring naging pagkakamali ko pero sa iba ko sinisisi.. broken hearted din ako nung trainee pa lang ako, pero nung time na yun, madalas ako mag-inom para sumaya, pag lasing na ko, ok na.. ngaun, broken hearted ulit ako pero ayoko na maginom, kasi yung mga moments na lasing ako, kasama ko yung taong naging dahilan kung baket magulo isip ko.. so, to free myself from his memories, i opt not to drink just to forget him.. pag nalasing kasi ko, for sure, siya maaalala ko..</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; white-space: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; white-space: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;">kung kukwentuhan ko yung trainer ko about sa status ko sa work, ok naman.. mare-regular na ko this july 12.. mas confident na ko mag-handle ng calls.. maganda din stats ko kaya mejo motivated ako to pursue this job.. comfortable na din ako sa team ko ngaun, friends ko lahat ng teammates ko.. infairness, mababaet silang lahat.. nagawa kong makisama kaya pinapakisamahan din nila ko.. madami nang nawala sa tranche(batch) namen na hinawakan niya noon, sayang pero yung iba, umalis for better career kaya siguro naman magiging happy na din siya for them.. and mas happy siguro siya for us, na nag-stay sa company..</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; white-space: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; white-space: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;">I was the youngest in our tranche, kaya mejo nahirapan siya noon na i-motivate ako.. kasi ang tingin ko noon sa office namen, isang malaking playground.. at lahat ng nasa paligid ko, kung hindi ko kalaro, kaaway ko.. pero ngaun, im taking things more seriously pag trabaho na ang pinag-uusapan.. although hindi ganun ka-serious, mas binibigyan ko na ng value yung job ko ngaun.. unlike noon na parang relax na relax ako, pa-petix petix lang.. naaalala ko pa, kinausap nya yung isa namen tranchemate na bantayan ako at bigyan siya ng update sa mga kaganapan sa buhay ko.. at para malaman niya kung anung steps ang tini-take ko to learn more about the job.. effective naman yung mga ginawa niya..</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; white-space: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; white-space: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;">sinikipan ko yung malawak kong mundo sa mga bagay na hindi naman kailangan ng masyadong atensyon.. im trying to fix all the mess i made.. kung sabagay, wala namang ibang dpat sisihin kundi ako.. i keep myself busy now para hindi ko masyadong mapansin yung pagtakbo ng panahon.. para kong nawala ng ilang buwan tapos nung nakita ako ng trainer ko, nakita ko din ulit yung sarili ko..</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; white-space: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; white-space: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;">kung kakamustahin ako ng trainer ko, ok naman ako.. im happy but i miss myself.. and sooner, i'll find ME again.(END)</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; white-space: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;">*** *** ***</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><br />
<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Sinulat ko yan nung mga panahong bago pa lang ako sa pagiging call center agent. Sa pagkakatanda ko, kabe-break ko lang sa isang jowa nyan kaya medyo nag-e-emote ako, nagkasalubong at nagkabatian lang kame no'n ng trainer ko dati(Chay Robles yung name), naka-isip na ko ng isusulat at nakapag-emote na ko sa multiply. Haha! Isa pa lang yan, madame pa kong babalikan na dati kong blogs. Ishe-share ko ulit sainyo.</span></div>Andy Manuelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06044677337169697694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974910685806069523.post-71537079888081139552011-05-18T23:30:00.000+08:002011-05-19T18:05:16.721+08:00Ang Kagandahan Ni MhelaShare ko lang ang kagandahan ng friend kong si <a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php#!/profile.php?id=1247815441"><span style="color: magenta;">Ana Carmela Carmona</span></a>(nickname: Mhela), isa siya sa mga pinaka-close kong friend sa DLSU-D(De La Salle University-Dasmariñas). Para saken, isa siya sa may pinaka-magandang mukha sa earth. Ewan ko ba, ang laki ng paghanga ko sa kagandahan niya. Hindi ko siya type, lalake pa din ang gusto ko, sadyang nagagandahan lang ako sakanya. Hindi lang siya maganda sa panlabas na anyo, maganda din ang ugali, magaling makisama. Maswerte ako't isa ako sa mga kaibigan nya. At gusto kong i-share ang kagandahan ng aking kaibigan, si Mhela.<br />
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</tbody></table>Sana lahat ng tao, naaappreciate ang ganda nya gaya ng paghanga ko sakanya. Pero kung sakali mang hindi, andito ako, at ang mga kaibigan namen to always make her feel beautiful and appreciated.Andy Manuelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06044677337169697694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974910685806069523.post-40654724292583531042011-05-14T15:44:00.000+08:002011-05-14T16:05:09.724+08:00Let Me Break It Down And Tell You..Two or three years ago, there was this catchy song introduced to me by my then officemate, Derick Go. When I first listened to it, I thought it was some kind of obscene but I later on realized that the words or the lyrics of the song are actually the words we subconsciously want to hear from someone. The title of the song is "Sex Wit You" by <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marques_Houston"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Marques Houston</span></a>. There was also a second version released called "Lovin You" because the TV stations MTV and BET didn't feel "Sex wit You" was appropriate to air. For me, I still admire Marques for being able to express those words perfectly on the first version. I am not really a fan of him, I'm a fan of his song. Let me share the lyrics.<br />
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Sex Wit You<br />
by: Marques Houston<br />
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<em>[Intro]</em>Let me break it down and tell you what your sex is like<br />
Yeah<br />
I don't know what it is<br />
What it feels like<br />
Sex with you<br />
It's like<br />
Heh, it's like<br />
Damn<br />
I don't really know what it's like<br />
But uh, let me try to explain.<br />
<br />
<i>[Verse One]</i><br />
Sex with you is like when I wake up in the morning<br />
Smell that good old breakfast mama use to make<br />
Sex with you is like the feeling that you get<br />
When all your friends surprise you on your birthday<br />
Sex with you is like, like I made the last shot and everybody screaming my name<br />
Sex with you is like my pocket full of dough and I don't worry 'bout a damn thing<br />
<br />
<i>[Chorus]</i><br />
When I think about the sex<br />
Nothing better comes to mind<br />
I wanna sex you all the damn time<br />
Thinking 'bout the sex<br />
It's got me wantin' you to come through<br />
And do sex like we always do<br />
Sex with you is really the best with you<br />
It makes life worth going through<br />
Ain't nobody got a body like you<br />
'Cause my sex with you meets my needs, ain't gotta go lookin' in the street it's you<br />
Ain't nothing better then the way we do<br />
Girl I love having sex with you<br />
<br />
<i>[Verse Two]</i><br />
Sex with you is like winning an award after working so damn hard<br />
Sex with you is like when the man at the dealer ship hands over the keys to my new car<br />
Sex with you like when that check comes in the mail after been broke for so long<br />
Sex with you is like its like getting out the pin and shorty is there to take you home<br />
<br />
<i>[Chorus]</i><br />
<br />
<i>[Brakedown]</i><br />
It's all about the freaky things we do<br />
And I know, you like it just as much as I do<br />
Baby I ain't never try to hit and run<br />
I'm just trying to make you the only one<br />
I'll sex you up on the regular<br />
'Cause ain't nothing better then sex with you:uh<br />
<br />
Let me break it down and tell you what your sex is like<br />
Sex with you is like going to the strip club<br />
And ain't gotta pay for none of that strip love<br />
Sex with you is like, like a closet full of air force, my white, my size<br />
Sex with you is like, like be the first nigga in the hood with back drop top 645<br />
<br />
Sex with you is really the best with you<br />
It makes life worth going through<br />
Ain't nobody got a body like you<br />
'Cause my sex with you meets my needs, ain't gotta go lookin' in the street it's you<br />
Ain't nothing better then the way we do<br />
(I can have sex with you all night long<br />
Till six in the morning, holla)<br />
Girl I love having sex with youAndy Manuelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06044677337169697694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974910685806069523.post-27140226126010324902011-05-11T00:08:00.000+08:002011-05-14T08:16:55.599+08:00Welcome Bunny Ehy!!!Hi!!! Let me introduce myself first..<br />
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I'm <span style="color: purple;">Andy</span>, some call me <span style="color: purple;">Ehy</span>(pronounced as "A"). I'm not quite into blogging, though I love reading some blog posts. Being unemployed for a month now gave me the urge to somehow express my thoughts and ideas. I was a call center agent for two years. I'm not used to stay home and do nothing all day. I've been active on twitter(<a href="http://twitter.com/#!/andymanuel">http://twitter.com/#!/andymanuel</a>) and facebook but cant actually tell everything there so when I realized I have more thoughts that I want to be put into words, I decided to create an account here. I actually dont know how or where to start, or what to discuss first, so let me just give you basic information about me to give you the first step on knowing me(for those who dont know me yet).<br />
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<span style="color: orange;">Name:</span> Andy Manuel<br />
<span style="color: orange;">Birthday:</span> October 10<br />
<span style="color: orange;">Location:</span> Dasmariñas, Cavite<br />
<span style="color: orange;">Studied at:</span> IJMC(Elementary and High School), DLSU-D(Undergraduate)<br />
<span style="color: orange;">Twitter Username:</span> andymanuel<br />
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and this is the start, WELCOME Andy!!! WELCOME Bunny Ehy!!!Andy Manuelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06044677337169697694noreply@blogger.com0