tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82149542009-07-05T14:33:43.872+08:00this is how we do it. --ronarons™do you have the time to listen to me whine about nothing and everything all at once? --- Green DayRonarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.comBlogger860125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-61426729291728817382009-07-01T18:37:00.003+08:002009-07-01T18:48:19.228+08:00very very sadmore than 300 people died from plane crash: air france and yemenia airlines, all within a month. i have nothing else to say, its extremely heartbreaking. i fear for everyone's lives every day now. i mean you can never tell which plane will dive into the ocean tomorrow. i can go on and on about this but there is nothing else i can do.<br /><br />there's nothing else to do but pray.<br /><br />pray for the souls, for the family, friends, airline owners and the airbus makers.<br /><br />most of all, i am praying that the one survivor of yemenia airlines. she will never ever live a normal life now. she will live in fear and trauma for the rest of her life. i pray for the girl's guidance and her (emotional) recovery. and i hope she lives her second life the best way she can.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-6142672929172881738?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-11419271370130089582009-06-27T02:29:00.004+08:002009-06-27T02:45:33.901+08:00how sad!i woke up to karen's morning rituals. i don't normally notice her leaving the room but this morning, i was just wide awake and didn't feel a single hint of sleepiness. my eyes were shut close as karen softly shut the door behind her.<br /><br />with one eye opened, i went to facebook mobile. i would have to say facebook status is the new CNN.<br /><br />michael jackson died of cardiac arrest!<br /><br />i hurriedly went to perezhilton's site and there it was confirmed: the king of pop is gone.<br /><br />its not as sad as the kids starving to death fighting for life in africa. but the death of the icon is extremely sad in a different way. he's legendary. he can sing and dance. yes, he may have touched kids, only God knows, but his talent <s>is</s> was extraordinary. let us all look at the positive side of the man. i'm sure he changed people's lives in some ways. his fans. his family. his children.<br /><br />it is just too sad. like i have prayed for all the deaths i've read and heard, let's say a little prayer for michael jackson.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/SkUWUbYupAI/AAAAAAAABms/i4hJLDGY6lQ/s1600-h/michael-jackson.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 369px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/SkUWUbYupAI/AAAAAAAABms/i4hJLDGY6lQ/s400/michael-jackson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351708272404374530" border="0" /></a><br />you've done your part in this world. now go and rest peacefully mr. jackson. you did a great job and its time to rest. thank you very much for the good music you've shared.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-1141927137013008958?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-22692355205872976922009-06-19T23:33:00.001+08:002009-06-19T23:38:31.644+08:00i just want this, nothing else.<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/SjuwhTMG0YI/AAAAAAAABmg/jh0oZNpanLQ/s1600-h/Picture+095_1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349063068565819778" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/SjuwhTMG0YI/AAAAAAAABmg/jh0oZNpanLQ/s400/Picture+095_1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-2269235520587297692?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-35253871335355536642009-06-17T01:53:00.004+08:002009-06-18T01:12:40.005+08:00what is your theme song?i was browsing my mp3 directory to look for mother superior's wedding march: runaway by the corrs. its a beautiful instrumental version with just violin and piano. i was hoping to send it to the violinist who's playing on mother superior's wedding. until now i still can't find it. i have the corrs version on my phone which i'm going to delete soon cuz everytime it plays, it brings me to tears. i swear, my trip home everyday from work is a soap opera entitled, 'who cries the most in bus 36?', hands down i'd be the grandslam best actress.<br /><br />oh god, i'm not even sure if mother superior would want that as her wedding march. i don't know if jerry likes that song as well. i just know its mother superior's favorite song though. i know she sings it almost everyday in her magic sing. and i know she can play it with the guitar (not sure about piano though). but yeah, i will insist. she will walk down the aisle with runaway as her wedding song.<br /><br />anyway.<br /><br />speaking of songs. while i was browsing my mp3 directory, i've seen old, old, old songs that i have dedicated to my former flames. oh god, how embarrassing. my 'songs of the ex' are extremely cheesy. but who cares? i'd have to say the songs are swak na swak. what's the english of swak na swak? perfectly matchd? i don't know. and who cares? haha! hmmm, let me recall....<br /><br />1. 1,000 things by jason mraz for my first love, he played this song while we were driving up to tagaytay to spend the weekend together.<br /><br /><em>And I've, well I've seen a thousand things in one place<br />But I stopped my counting when I saw your face<br />Erasing memory, well I feel as though I've never seen a face before<br />Until I saw your eyes<br />And they're smiling back at me through my tears<br />I've been counting all these years, oh<br />Suddenly the thousand things I've seen were nothing more than dreams of<br />Of you and me<br />You and me<br />Quietly at a standstill now<br />Fortunately you will, well you'll kiss me, I will<br />I will kiss you back</em><br /><br />2. angel of mine by monica, i'd sing this to angelo every karaoke and i'd sing "angelo of mine" in the chorus.<br /><br /><em>Nothing means more to me then what we share<br />No one in this world can ever compare<br />Last night the way you moved is still on my mind<br />Angel of Mine<br /><br />What you mean to me you'll never know<br />Deep inside I need to show<br /></em><br />3. i'm yours by jason mraz, my song for A cuz i was excitedly all his but he was never mine.<br /><br /><em>So I won't hesitate no more, no more<br />It cannot wait I'm sure<br />There's no need to complicate<br />Our time is short<br />This is our fate, I'm yours<br /></em><br />4. indestructible by alisha's attic, cuz i thought bom and i were indestructible, but i was blinded, completely deluded and wrong.<br /><br /><em>Hey, hey, you can be wicked<br />And you know I can be fickle sometimes too, y'know<br />Maybe you're my better side<br />(better side)<br />Or maybe you annoy me to the point of where I'm holding this<br />(gun against your head, but I never said we have the same free spirit,<br />tell me will you cry? Don't cry)<br />So give me a sign<br /><br />Coz we are Indestructible<br />Yeah we are<br />And you are my life-line<br />And we are Indestructible<br />Yes we are, mmm<br /></em><br /><br />hahahaha! oh my god! this is embarrassing! i am such a loser! after all these theme songs, all these bloody motherfuckers left anyhow. no more theme song this time. right at the very moment my only song for all of them should be the one by the corrs:<br /><br /><em>I never really loved you anyway<br />No I didnt love you anyway<br />I never really loved you anyway<br />Im so glad youre moving away </em><br /><br />hahahahah!!! shocks! it 3 am! i am soooo amazed of how i can entertain myself at this very hour, even if it takes to embarrass myself in this blog!<br /><br />how about you? what are your theme songs? don't be shy. tell me, even if it includes<em> "i remember the boy but i don't remember the feeling anymore..." </em>hahahahah!!!! oh god i need to sleep!!!<br /><br />last.<br /><br />guys do me a favor. if there's a good song you really really like, please don't dedicate it to your current flame. because if it fails, the song will be tainted and you will hate yourself for life. trust me on that. LOL! =D<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-3525387133535553664?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-26700182164281180662009-06-15T10:17:00.003+08:002009-06-15T10:39:35.992+08:00to the philippine embassy in singaporei called the philippine embassy this morning to check on visas.<br /><br />after being put on hold for 15 minutes and transfered twice, i finally got hold of a "visa officer."<br /><br />me: hi, good morning po. sa visa department po to?<br />vo: yes.<br />me: tanong ko lang po kung kelangan ba ng visa ng indian national pag pupunta ng pilipinas.<br />vo: yes.<br />me: ano pong requirements?<br />vo (in a very pissed off tone): punta kayo sa website. andun lahat.<br />me (thoughts): eh bobo ka pala e. tatawag ba ako kung nasa harap ako ng computer ngayon? sa tingin mo may pasensha ako para kausapin ka at tumawag sa landline?<br /><br />wossaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh.....<br /><br />me: ah... hmm.. ganon po ba?<br />vo: oo nasa website lahat ng kelangang impormasyon. anong gagawin nyo sa pinas?<br />me: magbabakasyon po.<br />vo: nasa website lahat.<br />me: kasi po, mobile ako ngayon. wala ako sa harap ng computer. at kelangan ko sana ang details ngayon kasi urgent po.<br />vo (a very heavy sigh like i was meant to hear it): 6 months bank statement. passport. personal appearance. anong status dito sa singapore?<br />me: permanent resident po.<br />vo: chaka copya ng pr nya.<br />me: magkano po yung visa?<br />vo: 110 dollars.<br />me: oh sige po. salamat po. bye-bye.<br /><br />then she slammed the phone down. i didn't even hear the bitch (who doesn't deserve my "po") say goodbye or welcome. she just hung up like an uncivilised woman who didn't have GMRC in her mababang paaralan!!!!!<br /><br />what ever happened to the "exceptional customer service" filipinos are well-known of?<br /><br />to the philippine embassy in singapore, i guess you should hire younger people to answer your phones. you know those kids who didn't finish college and went to work in call centers straight away? yes, those kids. you should hire them. they may be the younger hard-headed generation but they have manners (at least on the phone) and not like your old unpleasant aunties in your office who just happened to pass the civil service exam. sorry but i have very high hopes of filipinos. i am proud to be a filipino. i'm just hoping the customer service is not as rotten as the philippine embassy building itself.<br /><br />kthanksbye.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-2670018216428118066?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-66059567630573691532009-06-11T18:43:00.005+08:002009-06-11T19:07:43.268+08:005 giftsi surprisingly didn't write any birthday wish list this year. but i'm very happy with all the wonderful birthday gifts i got from my friends.<br /><br />1. billabong wallet from mapet. in my lifetime have never bought myself a wallet. and i don't know why, i just don't buy myself wallets. its either its a gift or a hand me down from mother superior. few years ago, claire bought me a nice pink roxy wallet which lasted 2 years. then mother superior gave me a more 'professional' looking long black wallet which lasted, well, 3 years. then now i have a nice long brown billabong one from mapet (which i chose myself by the way and handed it over to mapet so she can give it to me with a happy birthday greeting!) thanks pet!<br /><br />2. coach wristlet from karen. i have been eyeing on karen's wristlets. she has a few coach wristlets that i always borrow cuz i don't dare buy cuz coach here in singapore is extremely overpriced. haha. sorry to say but yeah, its quite expensive here. and i will not spend 15,000 pesos for wristlet. karen lends me her stuff except for her prized possession: her lv bag. cannot touch. very expensive. especially with my heave and careless hands. that bag will be badly damaged once i use it. haha. kar, thanks for the wristlet. you don't know how much i love it!<br /><br />3. my birthday cake from krysse and mimi. =) the beautiful birthday cake with 2 big candles and 7 small ones. 27. that's what it meant. and oh yes, the birthday song from the 7,107 staff. i looooveee birthday cakes. i like the traditional photo op of me and my friends with the cake, making a wish, blowing the cake and slicing of the cake. and yes, in that order. for me a birthday is not a birthday without a birthday cake and candles being blown. thank you ladies =)<br /><br />4. calvin klein euphoria. <em>euphoria n. A feeling of great happiness or well-being. [New Latin, from Greek, from euphoros , healthy : eu- , eu- + pherein , to bear.] euphoric</em>. enough said.<br /><br />5. diamond earrings. beautiful. thank you bruno. =)<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/SjDjyftpHhI/AAAAAAAABmY/-HAjqiIhlrg/s1600-h/DSC01111.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346023214334680594" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/SjDjyftpHhI/AAAAAAAABmY/-HAjqiIhlrg/s400/DSC01111.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />but you know what, its not all about the material things i get in life. at the end of the day, its always the effort and thought that count. and above all things, it is all about relationships and people who remembered my special day, people who took 5 seconds of their time to message me and wish me a happy birthday.<br /><br />i am just thankful i have a wonderful, meaningful, peaceful and blessed relationship with my friends.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-6605956763057369153?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-58298928588822144382009-06-09T01:33:00.004+08:002009-06-09T01:47:24.176+08:00si oue. bow.i can let go of every man i have ever been, but i can never let go of oue... like i said before, until i find a man i want to marry, oue is everything to me. hahaha!<br /><br />so, bruno was there during my birthday eve dinner. just as i was telling him that the restaurant we were at is a good filipino semi fine dining restaurant he already started teasing me about filipino food. he claims that all filipino dishes have friend egg on top. he came to this conclusion because i made him try filipino food. and of all places, i brought him to jologs, a small tapsilogan in lucky plaza. and surprise surprise, he ordered tapsilog (and i had my usual lechon kawali and sisilog, o diba how babsy! haha!) so now, his idea of filipino food is rice, some fried shit and friend egg on top. (but of course as a chef he knows more than that, he was just teasing and i was a bit nervous cuz i know i have overacting friends.) then krysse defended that not all filipino food have fried eggs. then bruno simply said its just like how people in general think that all indian food is curry when in fact curry is everywhere. to cool things down, i said, "in the philippines we also have chicken curry....."<br /><br />then my beloved, amazing, miss universe oue said,<em> "oh yes! like in america, they also have mariah carey!"</em><br /><br />oh good lord! i don't know if i should be thankful or embarrassed when he threw that remark. haha!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-5829892858882214438?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-17172273119472161942009-06-09T01:28:00.001+08:002009-06-09T01:32:29.787+08:00my birthday finale<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/Si1KuTjkAwI/AAAAAAAABmQ/weNVooBZ6PM/s1600-h/DSC01105.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345010492142519042" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/Si1KuTjkAwI/AAAAAAAABmQ/weNVooBZ6PM/s400/DSC01105.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />this photo doesn't need any caption. bow.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-1717227311947216194?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-79007386363783009092009-06-08T00:21:00.001+08:002009-06-08T00:23:03.768+08:00camera mera<a href="http://ronarons.multiply.com/photos/album/132/Urban_Dub_Live_in_Singapore">i posted our shameless photos in multiply. </a><br /><br />ENJOOOOOOOOOOOOY!!!!!!! =)<br /><br />ps.<br />hi gabby! =)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-7900738636378300909?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-32419454358386036892009-06-07T03:14:00.003+08:002009-06-07T03:26:29.048+08:00from the desk of the 1-member gabby fans clubdearest gabby,<br /><div></div><br /><div>please don't think i'm a crazy headbanging monkey jumping up and down during your gig earlier. i was the one screaming your name and my friends were screaming for you too (<em>gabby, naka gusto sa imu among amiga. pa picture daw mo.</em> in tagalog, <em>gabby, magy gusto sayo ang kaibigan namin. pa picture daw kayo.</em> that's karen in her usual mahjongera voice.) i was the one who had my photo taken with you TWICE because my friends insisted and they wanted to embarrass me more. you cannot imagine the shame. i am not a stalker. i am just a fan. a huge fan, figuratively and literally. haha! i might have lost my poise, composure and class upon seeing you earlier. but it felt like i was a high school girl watching her favorite boyband. (younger days, the backstreet boys: fainting, crying, screaming upon seeing nick carter.) no, i wasn't in tears when i saw you, i was sweating like a stupid pink pig in brown tank top because i had so much fun singing and raising my hands up in the air. you and your bandmates were amazing. unbelievable. pure talent. genius. i hope you have at least the slightest idea that the filpinos here in singapore are extremely proud of you guys. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>you did a great show earlier, as usual. keep it up urban dub and keep inspiring everyone, especially me =) </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>love lots, </div><div>ronarons</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/SirCr5F91aI/AAAAAAAABmI/6Ldz2uB_MnU/s1600-h/DSC01104.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344297967144523170" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/SirCr5F91aI/AAAAAAAABmI/6Ldz2uB_MnU/s400/DSC01104.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div>fans club. hahahah! =) </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-3241945435838603689?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-58333737481100401152009-06-06T02:39:00.001+08:002009-06-06T02:44:00.966+08:00if its your time, its your timeenough of all these deaths i'm hearing. i cannot recall how many times i've said to pause for a minute or two to pray for the souls of people dying because of some unfortunate incident.<br /><br />the air france flight 447 disaster is unimaginable. 228 passengers. they can't even find them. =(<br /><br />my knees weaken everytime i read the news. atlantic ocean. 7,000 meters underwater. storms. bad weather. rescue team. air force. black box. all these are giving me a massive headache, or maybe later on a heart attack.<br /><br />i cannot imagine how the families of the passengers cope up with the loss. they need a huge amount of strength and grace of acceptance to get through this.<br /><br />once again, let us pray for all the people involve in air france flight 447. this time is very, very difficult for them, you can't even imagine.<br /><br />see, this is one thing i cannot accept just yet. death. its painful. its reality. its inevitable. but like i said, if its your time, its your time. but i am still praying. this is a serious issue i have been battling all by myself and it drives me crazy. i've had this personal issue since high school. and i don't know where its coming from. i have spoken to my spiritual director, a Jesuit, about this for like one million times. but i am too weak to accept death. that is why all my prayers end with gratitude. <em>"Lord, thank you for keeping everyone safe today. And i hope you don't take anyone close to my heart away from me permanently tomorrow or the next days until im strong enough to accept death." </em><br /><em></em><br /><strong><u>Prayer for the Dead</u></strong><br /><br />God our Father,<br />Your power brings us to birth,<br />Your providence guides our lives,<br />and by Your command we return to dust.<br /><br />Lord, those who die still live in Your presence,<br />their lives change but do not end.<br />I pray in hope for my family,<br />relatives and friends,<br />and for all the dead known to You alone.<br /><br />In company with Christ,<br />Who died and now lives,<br />may they rejoice in Your kingdom,<br />where all our tears are wiped away.<br />Unite us together again in one family,<br />to sing Your praise forever and ever.<br /><br />Amen.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-5833373748110040115?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-31979540494729663862009-06-06T01:58:00.002+08:002009-06-06T02:05:54.958+08:00at 27, i've realized that...1. I've come to realize that my eyes...<br />- need eyeglasses.<br /><br />2. I've come to realize that my job...<br />- is very humbling.<br /><br />3. I've come to realize that when I'm driving...<br />- i never drive. people drive for me. so, uh, i've come to realize that i will die sooner than God's time if my brother is driving.<br /><br />4. I've come to realize that I need...<br />- self discipline and to know how to care.<br /><br />5. I've come to realize that I've lost...<br />- so much money on nonsense things.<br /><br />6. I've come to realize that I hate it when...<br />- people make me wait.<br /><br />7. I've come to realize that the persons I like...<br />- are the people i will still keep in touch with 20 years down the road.<br /><br />8. I've come to realize that money...<br />- should also be valued.<br /><br />9. I've come to realize that people...<br />- are good by nature.<br /><br />10. I've come to realize that I'll always be...<br />- a child at heart.<br /><br />12. I've come to realize that my mom...<br />- easily forgives.<br /><br />13. I've come to realize that my cell phone..<br />- needs an upgrade. *wink* ----> AMEN kat! =)<br /><br />14. I've come to realize that when I woke up this morning...<br />- i had a smile on my face.<br /><br />15. I've come to realize that last night before I went to sleep...<br />- i wore my new perfume on, so yeah, i smelled good while sleeping.<br /><br />16. I've come to realize that right now I am thinking about...<br />- going home next month.<br /><br />17. I've come to realize that my dad...<br />- is too old to have a 1-year old child. lol!<br /><br />18. I've come to realize that when I get on Facebook...<br />- i always check on whether i was tagged on an embarrassing photo.<br /><br />19. I've come to realize that today...<br />- is the first day of being officially 27.<br /><br />20. I've come to realize that tonight...<br />- i should sleep well.<br /><br />21. I've come to realize that tomorrow will be...(should be)<br />- a better day.<br /><br />22. I've come to realize that I really want to...<br />- GO TO THE BEACH.<br /><br />24. I've come to realize that life...<br />- is beautiful and easy.<br /><br />25. I've come to realize that this weekend...<br />- urban dub is playing on saturday.<br /><br />26. I've come to realize that my ex...<br />- was just a phase.<br /><br />27. I've realized the best music to listen to when I am upset...<br />- reggae and 90s<br /><br />28. I've come to realize that my friends...<br />- are amazing.<br /><br />29.I've come to realize that the past year (2008)...<br />- had lesser holidays. =(<br /><br />30. I've come to realize that the last person i kissed...<br />- was in euphoria.<br /><br />31. I've come to realize that when people walk out of my life...<br />- i tend to forget them. may they rest in peace.<br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/SildhRnRtDI/AAAAAAAABmA/783yy7phIVc/s1600-h/DSC01032.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343905259097011250" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/SildhRnRtDI/AAAAAAAABmA/783yy7phIVc/s400/DSC01032.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div>happy 27th birthday to me! =) (you all know it, it takes me two weeks to get over my birthday! haha! loser!)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-3197954049472966386?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-26778952997678043502009-06-04T01:40:00.000+08:002009-06-04T01:40:32.461+08:00thank you very muchsomeone sent me a beautiful e-mail today. i didn't want to open the email thinking it just another e-card, but i'm glad i did.<br /><br /><em>From: XXXXXXXX<br />To: Rona Joanne Lipke <ronarons@yahoo.com><br />Sent: Thursday, 4 June 2009 12:24:46<br />Subject: Happy Birthday Rona<br /><br />Dear Rona,<br /><br />May this day and all your days be filled with the wonder of God’s special love for you. Happy Birthday.<br /><br />On this your birthday, I pray for your happiness, of course, but also for a greater sense of fulfillment in work, an ease of communication with those you love, and a sense of satisfaction in all that you have accomplished. Above all, may you rest secure in the knowledge of God's constant love and care for you, personally.<br /><br />On this your special day, I pray for you. I pray for smiles and love, for friends that are true. I pray for sunshine, for warmth and tenderness. I pray for unexpected moments of joy and laughter. But most of all, I pray for peace for you.<br /><br />I am thinking of you on your birthday and holding you close to my heart. My prayer for you this day and everyday is for a sense of fulfillment ... for a feeling of closeness to those you love ... for confidence and enjoyment in all that makes you special to others ... and for a deep and abiding peace within.<br /><br />May God keep you in touch with all that you are and all that you are meant to become.<br /><br />With much affection,<br />XXXXXXXX</em><br /><br /><br />my favorite line which i also pray for myself:<br /><br />On this your special day, I pray for you. I pray for smiles and love, for friends that are true. I pray for sunshine, for warmth and tenderness. I pray for unexpected moments of joy and laughter. But most of all, I pray for peace for you.<br /><br /><br /><p>above all things, thank you Lord for making my life good and easy. it has been a wild, joyful, sorrowful rollercoaster ride, but it was a very pretty ride. yes, pretty is the word. </p><p></p><p>beautiful, beautiful prayer. thank you so much. </p><p></p><p>turning 27 wasn't that bad at all. my girls were all very supportive about this. among my family and friends, i am the only person who makes a very big deal out of birthdays. my birthday is always a big deal. yes that may be the drama queen in me but what can you do? that's me. my birthday will always be a big deal. all the people close to me know it by heart. and ALL of them did a great job to keep me going. 27, 28, 29, who cares? i know i will age gracefully with all the love i get from people important to me, especially The One up there. =)<br /></p><p><br /></p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/Siay9mMeoyI/AAAAAAAABl4/r5-uqcA6KMY/s1600-h/DSC01056.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343154779216323362" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/Siay9mMeoyI/AAAAAAAABl4/r5-uqcA6KMY/s400/DSC01056.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />from the chef of this fabulous french restaurant where bruno took me for my birthday dinner. thank you very much, Chefs. (im thanking two chefs here, especially the chef named bruno! yay!)<br /><br />okay. back to work tomorrow. my "leave" turned out to be my two off days.<br /><br />urban dub on saturday. i'm still waiting for the organizers to call me and inform me the time of their gig. i'm off at 9pm on saturday and i'm really HOPING to see them play. especially gabby.<br /><br />to all those who remembered, you have no idea how grateful i am. thank you very much guys.<br /><br />goodnight boys and girls! cuddle cuddle! and this time with kiss kiss! =)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-2677895299767804350?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-80313290120961300482009-06-02T18:25:00.002+08:002009-06-02T18:49:05.712+08:005 things about turning twenty seven1. this is my first no holiday birthday since 2003. the last 5 years i have been spending my birthdays out of town/country with my high school friends. my birthday is our barkada's holiday. (well, except for last year when i went to bali with A while my girls went to camiguin and spent my birthday with mother superior---who called me this morning by the way and told me she was gonna send me flowers to the shop make me feel better cuz i smsd her yesterday that i'm very sad on my birthday but then LBC will take 5 days to send the flowers and she has no idea about online flower delivery! hehe! so cute!) anyyway. this year i'm failing my friends the second time around. no holiday. no birthday.<br /><br />2. i don't know how to celebrate this 27th birthday. seriously. i started off with a good lunch at the shop earlier with maam earl (bing bing's older sister) and her new husband charles. it was also a welcome celebration for earl who just got to singapore about two weeks ago and exploring the new life as a housewife! hehe! from court of appeals to becoming a top notch lawyer to a housewife. i got her 4 series of the taste series cookbooks. and the newlywed got me a big bottle of tequila. nice.<br /><br />3. today i spent a good two hours at the salon. two hours is loooooong for me man. i never ever stay in the salon for more than an hour. i cannot sit still and the parlorista chismis and lip service annoy me. this morning i only went for pedicure but because i cannot say no, the bading sales talked me into getting a "hair treatment" which cost me effing 70 dollars (2,282 in php). just so you know i do not spend anything more than 150 PESOS in the salon. mani and pedi in camiguin island cost me 80 pesos plus 40 pesos tip (and that is done by the beach!) yes, im cheapo like that. this morning, i spent 25 dollars for pedi, 5 dollars tip for the pedicurista, 70 dollars for the stupid hair treatment, and 10 dollars for the stylist. and oh yeah, i also got a complimentary haircut: my bangs! i spent 3,423 php all in all. what the fuck! such a waste of time and money! hay!<br /><br />4. tonight is dinner. i don't know where yet but i know its with my sg gang: karen, mapet, phil, krysse, oue, jc and mimi. they said its a surprise. i hate surprises so much but i'm very excited about tonight.<br /><br />5. tomorrow is the day i turn 27. i'm not so happy about it but i am extremely thankful to even reach 27 without any major life-threatening no-resolution experiences in life. everything seems to be just fine. and there's no one else to thank but the One up there. i am extremely blessed. You are the best! =) salamat kaayo. i will see you at the Church tomorrow.<br /><br />and also, someone told me to keep wednesday evening free. yay! =)<br /><br />HAPPY 27TH BIRTHDAY TO ME! =)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-8031329012096130048?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-41458248208986417902009-05-30T02:34:00.004+08:002009-05-30T02:54:16.760+08:005 things that upset me1. finding out that divorcees are not allowed to re-marry in a catholic church. the restrictions of a catholic church weddings are unbelievable. (i have one whole entry written on this. i was so upset that one point i hated the church, but now i realize i am so wrong. i do not hate the church, i hate the people working for the church. such hypocrites, i must say.)<br /><br />2. seeing katrina halili and dr. hayden kho's senate hearing in youtube(all 5 parts). those three jokers by the name of jamby, bong and jinggoy are wasting their 'company' time on useless things. don't you have any other things to do? like fixing the actual problem of the country such as corruption? and poverty? and the war in the south?<br /><br />3. urban dub concert is moved to the 6th and my leave on the 5th has been already approved. spoke to my boss earlier, he said he might not be able to get me off work on the 6th. hay!<br /><br />4. my 4-day birthday off is cut short to 3 days.<br /><br />5. i will be 27 in a few days and it upsets me so much that im stuck in singapore for my birthday. i mean yes, i'd be very happy spending time with my girls but not in singapore, man. this is just beyond sadness. and i do not know what to do on my birthday. i always, always know where to go and what to do on my birthday 3 months before june, but this year, i have no idea at all. even the restaurant for dinner of my birthday eve has not been decided yet.<br /><br />oh well. today's not the greatest. but i hope tomorrow's a better day.<br /><br />goodnight everyone. please pray for this swine flu to stop spreading already. there's 4 confirmed cases in singapore. i pray the people infected are going to be just fine.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-4145824820898641790?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-77180811922656153642009-05-19T17:20:00.002+08:002009-05-19T18:04:53.047+08:00to those who are interested<a href="http://www.substation.org/">the substation</a> is not selling tickets for urban dub yet. but you can call them at +6563377535 for reservations.<br /><br />that's all.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-7718081192265615364?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-39055216823006777882009-05-16T03:30:00.004+08:002009-05-16T03:36:33.988+08:00now this makes me more confused on what to do on my birthday week...<span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>URBAN DUB LIVE IN SINGAPORE!</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>5 JUNE 2009, FRIDAY, </strong></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>7 PM</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>THE SUBSTATION, ARMENIAN ST. </strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:0;"><strong></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>URBAN DUB LIVE IN SINGAPORE!<br />5 JUNE 2009, FRIDAY, 7 PM</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>THE SUBSTATION, ARMENIAN ST. </strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>URBAN DUB LIVE IN SINGAPORE!<br />5 JUNE 2009, FRIDAY, 7 PM</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>THE SUBSTATION, ARMENIAN ST. </strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">URBAN DUB LIVE IN SINGAPORE!<br />5 JUNE 2009, FRIDAY, 7 PM</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">THE SUBSTATION, ARMENIAN ST.</span> </strong><br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">and okay, one more time.... </span></strong><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/Sg3DzFtc5BI/AAAAAAAABlw/VOyGGnH_oCY/s1600-h/gabby.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336136415977464850" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 323px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/Sg3DzFtc5BI/AAAAAAAABlw/VOyGGnH_oCY/s400/gabby.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>LEZGOW LEZGOW!!!!!!!</strong></span><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-3905521682300677788?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-91151441421395766392009-05-12T15:33:00.001+08:002009-05-12T15:35:27.396+08:005 random thoughts<strong>on mother's superior wedding...</strong><br /><br /><div><div></div><div></div><div>imagining my very own mother walking down the aisle in a beautiful white dress brings me to tears. yes, even when i'm public transport. october 10 is the big day, saturday, in camiguin island. and no matter how ugly i will be in the photos, --lame but i really care about how i look in pictures--- i will seriously cry tears of genuine joy on her wedding day. i think everyone will cry on her wedding day. mother superior's going to be very beautiful on that day, so beautiful jerry will fall in love with her over and over again. jerry is an amazing man and i know for sure he's going to be a wonderful and cool stepdad. the wedding in camiguin island is going to be an intimate one. small and meaningful. well, i don't know if you can call 100 guests "small and intimate" but among the 100 guests, 29 of which is mine and 15 is the brother's friends. all the rest are mother superior's childhood friends, sisters in christ and our islander neighbors. oh god, its going to be a blast!!!!</div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/SgkfBJaSUEI/AAAAAAAABlY/fO83WgGu8VQ/s1600-h/reception1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334829338163564610" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/SgkfBJaSUEI/AAAAAAAABlY/fO83WgGu8VQ/s200/reception1.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/SgkfBeRLJvI/AAAAAAAABlg/vYXgDdnikPE/s1600-h/reception2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334829343762491122" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/SgkfBeRLJvI/AAAAAAAABlg/vYXgDdnikPE/s200/reception2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />this is the reception venue. the ceremony is going to be at the church of the high school she went to.<br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><strong>on philippine's MMDA....</strong></div><div></div><br /><div>wait, what does MMDA mean again? and what is their purpose in life? i always have mixed emotions everytime i hear MMDA news. well, any news about the philippines in general always gives me mixed emotions. sometimes i'm so sad to hear all the killings and landslides and war in the south all that worthless, heart-wrenching issues. sometimes i'm so happy to hear about progress and champion boxer and fiestas and everything else that does not involve death. and most of the days i feel embarassed of any news about our government aka the carnival and zoo all rolled into one. anyway. back to MMDA. why am i talking about MMDA? ah, because i saw this in facebook.....</div><br /><div></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/SgkfGoijmSI/AAAAAAAABlo/qOZjGP_POe4/s1600-h/n613557390_2315937_5334728.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334829432419096866" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/SgkfGoijmSI/AAAAAAAABlo/qOZjGP_POe4/s400/n613557390_2315937_5334728.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>need i say more? </div><br /><div></div><div>ah yes. onli in da pilipins. </div><br /><br /><div></div><div><strong>on cheating husbands...</strong></div><br /><div></div><div>its sad. this fact is very sad. i can only count the truthful, honest and loyal man i know with my fingers. the only four men i looked up to cheated on their gfs/wives. i was very disappointed. and i blamed them, i blamed them for losing my hope of finding a loyal man for myself. and after meeting/knowing one cheating boyfriend/husband to another, i now understand why these bastards cheat. apart from the fact that men really need to hump on just about anything that walks, at the end of the day they need someone/something they are <u>not</u> bored of or accustomed to. but this is not an excuse. what i'm trying to say here is that women also play a big role why their men cheat. in every relationshipship, failed or a success, there's always two people involved, always two people to blame, and always two people to give credit to. </div><br /><div>and being the chismosa that i am, i swear, i overheard two conversations of this one man to his wife of 10 years and the next day to his young mistress. i can already tell why he cheated. now, i'm not over generalizing here. i'm just saying, it was a very good warning for me why i shouldn't turn into a boring, <em>losyang</em>, nagging, jealous, pathetic and sad life partner. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div><strong>on love...</strong> </div><div><br /> </div><div>looking back, i realize i was blinded by my wrong definition of love. my selfish, self-centered definition of love. all these years i thought i had given my all, but no, i was wrong. with my previous relationship i was so focused on what the man could give to me--his effort, time, attention, dates, gifts and all shallow things i could think of. i was the "do this, do that" partner. and if i didn't get what i wanted, i'd lose my senses, all of it. i'd go crazy if things didn't go my way. i'd throw a fit, leave the house and come home drunk. (reading my old old entries make me go say "oh god, it was so uncool!!! eeee! yuck!") my love was very conditional. i'd only do this if you do that to me. i can barely recall myself say "i'll do this because i'm supportive and it'll make my man happy." selfish, i know. now i think my landlord is right. love has to be unconditional. otherwise, there's no point of loving. but am i ready for that kind of love? the answer is no. i'm not God. i'm only human who lives her life in conditions. i cannot risk living my life without conditions. i am looking after myself now, i am on guard. and i don't dare risk myself of having another heartbreak. most of all, i cannot sacrifice a few selfish personal things just yet. once i see myself giving my all, then that would be my time to love. now, until i know what love is i can only say "i like you so much."</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><strong>on staying fit....</strong></div><div></div><br /><div>i just don't want to stay fit because i want to look fabulous on my white dress on mother's superior's wedding day. i want to stay fit because i want to be healthy now and i want to live longer. haha! i need a regimen, as per bruno (now turned nutritionist! picking out fresh juice with him in the groceries requires big brains and big decisions.) anyway. yes, i need to do something to lose weight (because i'm starting to be very comfortable with everything in singapore hence my weight gain) and of course to keep myself busy on my off days and to stop sitting down infront of the laptop and watching russell peters over and over again and drinking. this time i want to do something i really like. so its either capoeira or ballet. yes, ballet has been my long lost love. the last two weeks i've been watching ballet on youtube, from swan lake by the russian national ballet to this kid's ballet school recital. and i'm dying of envy! beautiful women in toe shoes. beautiful. there's one dance studio here that offers beginner's ballet for adults, i don't know if it has weight limit though. haha! i'm too shy to call and ask. "um, hello, hi, i'm a few pounds overweight and the last time i did ballet was 16 years ago. but i know the five basic positions and can do a passé , piqué and plié. can i enroll?" and when i go and do a personal appearance to enroll myself i'm sure they'd think <em>oh ya, a FEW pounds overweight my shit!<strong> </strong></em>i won't have issues with capoeira cuz i already have the yellow cordao to prove my capability of doing a aú (cartwheel). i'm still deciding. i hope its not too late for ballet. and i hope i still have the agility to do capoeira. above all things, i hope i don't get lazy for these two. </div><div><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div>okay, i'm off to a grand indian dinner tonight. =) take care everyone. =) </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-9115144142139576639?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-39771900627972582342009-05-05T01:59:00.000+08:002009-05-05T02:27:17.135+08:00mcdonalds<em>KUALA LUMPUR (AFP) - - A small Malaysian restaurant is once again proudly trading as "McCurry", after its unlikely victory in an eight-year legal battle with US fast food giant McDonald's.<br /><br />With its trays of fragrant tandoori chicken and fish masala, and customers at formica tables cooled by fans turning lazily overhead, the business is difficult to confuse with McDonald's and its racks of burgers.<br /><br />"You can't have fries with that but we do have a very good potato curry," owner AMSP. Suppiah, 55, says with a laugh.<br /><br />"We were surprised that a giant like McDonald's would want to take action against us even though there was nothing in common between us and them," Suppiah said.<br /><br />"We decided to appeal because we felt we were right and the court of appeal agreed with us this week," he said after a Malaysian court ruled the business had not infringed on the McDonald's trademark by using the prefix "Mc".</em><br /><br />----from <a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/afp/20090503/tap-malaysia-court-us-food-0193655.html">yahoo singapore news </a><br /><br /><br />dearest mcdonalds,<br /><br />please go to the philippines and travel around luzon taking partas or bachelor express or whatever. i hope you notice all the "Mcs" all over. i'm telling you, "McRonalds" is by far the best i have ever seen. i hope you don't get offended.<br /><br />concerned mcdonalds delivery citizen,<br />ronarons<br /><br />ps.<br />oh wait, it might be MacRonalds, but still..... ;)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-3977190062797258234?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-65482483727985870512009-05-04T01:04:00.006+08:002009-05-05T02:31:36.072+08:00word of the year: couplish<em>Um. Couplish. A term I just heard of few months ago. Couplish. Not "officially" a couple but almost. We are "it" yet we are not. You and me yet there is none. There is a tacit agreement between two people and they know exactly what's going on without having to say it. They say some things are better left unsaid. What they don't realize is that it is one of the reasons why there is so much misunderstanding in this world. It is best not to verbalize what's going on yet it is not good to assume an air of understanding over a false appearance, belief, and assumption. As you see, assumption is the root of all fuck ups. Phil and Maria's line. I super love that line. I recommend that every girl put that in mind to avoid complications in the future.</em><br /><br />----from <a href="http://crispgreentomato.blogspot.com/">Bing's blog</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-6548248372798587051?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-86967630548265081642009-05-02T11:18:00.009+08:002009-05-02T21:16:29.757+08:005 MAJOR THINGS1. our beautiful dragon boat rower was second (sa first part) during her first competition. the philippine team didn't win but at least they get to join their first competition ever!<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/SfvH080cNYI/AAAAAAAABlA/3vJtGc6umy8/s1600-h/philnee%27s+pics+402.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331074296416318850" style="width: 150px; height: 200px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/SfvH080cNYI/AAAAAAAABlA/3vJtGc6umy8/s200/philnee%27s+pics+402.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/SfvH1BJFa_I/AAAAAAAABlI/FF3YcYFukcg/s1600-h/philnee%27s+pics+393.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331074297576647666" style="width: 150px; height: 200px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/SfvH1BJFa_I/AAAAAAAABlI/FF3YcYFukcg/s200/philnee%27s+pics+393.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />karen, our lovely rower. =) check out her boardshorts! =)<br /><br /><div><div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/Sfu86DM2EwI/AAAAAAAABkg/47GG9wJy-jo/s1600-h/philnee%27s+pics+400.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331062289400730370" style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/Sfu86DM2EwI/AAAAAAAABkg/47GG9wJy-jo/s400/philnee%27s+pics+400.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div>GO PILIPINAS!!!!! karen is 4th from the end of the boat, in white cap. i would have to say the philippine team has the most bonggang bonggang uniform!<br /><br /></div><div><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/Sfu86H3B7YI/AAAAAAAABko/WSJ96-Vlzd8/s1600-h/philnee%27s+pics+396.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331062290651409794" style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/Sfu86H3B7YI/AAAAAAAABko/WSJ96-Vlzd8/s400/philnee%27s+pics+396.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div>karen and her beautiful supporters/cheerers/fans. haha! =)<br /><br /><br /></div></div><div><div>2. my camping dreams are gone. we're understaffed right now and my boss had to retract my leave so yes, 3 days in anawangin island is quietly settled in my dreams now after a few days of depression over it. </div><br /><br /><div>3. swine flu is bad. very bad. it breaks my heart to see people getting sick and dying. i hate the fact that i question Him sometimes. why does it have to happen? why do people have to suffer? why? but then again, He's smart, He knows what He's doing. so every, please give at least a minute of prayer everyday for everyone infected with the flu. i mean even if we don't know these people, we still have to care about humanity in general. </div><br /><div><br />4. apart from the questions i have in life, i am still extremely BEYOND thankful for all the blessings. i have amazing friends and wonderful family. and yes, this is major. =)</div><br /><br /><div>5. 30 days more and i'm turning 27. i'm scary happy. i will be spending my birthday week in la isla bonita with mother superior, we're going to be very busy organizing her wedding. that weekend, my high friends are sailing in to join me celebrate my birthday. oh god im turning 27. i haven't done anything remarkable that can change the world but i know at 26, i am doing just fine. =)<br /><br /></div><div><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/SfvC7NWCNfI/AAAAAAAABkw/awJzHfD1R2Y/s1600-h/25042009748.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331068906373264882" style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/SfvC7NWCNfI/AAAAAAAABkw/awJzHfD1R2Y/s400/25042009748.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div>my support system at ikea =) </div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/SfxHKbNRjCI/AAAAAAAABlQ/lTWaqsLJgTk/s1600-h/02052009760.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_scDpo6HdjsU/SfxHKbNRjCI/AAAAAAAABlQ/lTWaqsLJgTk/s400/02052009760.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331214303327521826" border="0" /></a><br />saturday lunch with phil and mapet at 7,107 flavours.<br /><br /><br /></div><div>my life is very sweet. too sweet i have ants all over my house!!!! yiheeee!!!! =) </div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-8696763054826508164?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-32324820742668877502009-04-24T03:08:00.002+08:002009-05-05T02:08:03.714+08:0020 days later....grabe! i cannot believe its almost a month since my last entry. the queen's been very busy with... stuff. hahaha! =)<br /><br />where do i begin?<br /><br />blogging feels so alien to me now. weird.<br /><br />42 days before i turn 27. gaaaaaaaahhh!!!!!!!! i'm panicking. i don't know where to go and what to do on my birthday. i normally spend it out of town with my friends but this year is not "normal" because this year is my year and its going to be grand! i have three plans: a high tea party or sunday champagne brunch with my girls in singapore or a holiday in cebu and bohol with my girls in the philippines. i don't know yet. or maybe i'll just go home and do hardcore wedding planning for mother superior. i'm lost. i need help.<br /><br />apart from being lost. i'm also very sick. the high fever's back and the dry cough is a killer. i called in sick for three days and yes, i was really in bed for three days and my back hurt like crazy!!! it was so uncool. damnit. i don't like getting sick in singapore. its just plain boring to get sick here. i don't get too much pampering and attention. so yea, i'd rather be dead sick in the camiguin than have the slightest fever in singapore. thank God i'm recovering fast and i didn't do any blood test shit. scary.<br /><br />work is still work. i've heard so many news about bloggers getting fired because of blogging about work. and getting fired is the last thing in my birthday wish list so yea, even if i have SO MUCH STUFF to say about work, good, bad, funny and ugly, i will just keep my mouth shut and let my salary bank in on time every month so i can pay singtel on time as well. haha! my phone bill is effing killing my finances. hay!<br /><br />my girls are okay. mapet, phil and karen are very well, thank you. karen's on her first dragon boat competition. and i mean an international one. so me and my girls are going to be cheering for her and the entire filipino dragons team this week. (okay, fine, we're also going to sightsee hot young rowers in tight rashguards and board shorts. and oh lala, the surferboy-toned bodies!) mapet is becoming a well-trained bratinella. she still forces me to wash dishes for her and throws tantrums if i don't. and phil is amazing and balances everyone's psychological (or rather mental) issues here at home.<br /><br />oh yah, EASTER SUNDAY! BELATED HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE!!!!! i hope you all went to church (like i did!!! yay to me!!) and thanked God for all the blessings He's given you. i mean no matter what happens to you people, always ALWAYS be thankful to Him. i hope you all had a good time repenting and be sorry for your sins during the lenten season.<br /><br />speaking of celebrations. BELATED HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MAPET, CLAIRE, BRIAN BARRIA AND BRIAN SAN JUAN. and ADVANCED HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO TUNI ZAPANTA. (god, i hope i didn't miss anyone here. i'm soooooooooooooo terrible with birthdays. you don't believe me? ask my ex boyfriend.)<br /><br />oh shit! its 3am and i should be sleeping now.<br /><br />goodnight my beautiful friends! kiss kiss!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-3232482074266887750?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-36769436977574224642009-04-04T06:51:00.003+08:002009-04-04T07:06:38.795+08:00i knew it!i knew it was bound to happen. mother superior chose to sleep at his brother's house last night in nova-effing-liches even after telling her that our flight is at 4.30am and coming from novaliches to the airport is so not right. the brother said he's taking the 2nd flight, at 6:30am and me, well, i was out all night drinking.<br /><br />i was at the airport at 3am lining up to check in my baggage. i was still wearing the clothes i wore the day i left singapore.<br />mother superior was still in novaliches saying "i'm on my way" two million times on the phone and maybe tried herself to believe she can actually make it to the airport on time.<br />the brother was sound asleep.<br /><br />now, i am in cdo. alone. and hungry. and bored.<br />someone missed her flight. obviously. so both of them are taking the next flight out to cdo.<br /><br />these two, seriously, they drive me crazy.<br /><br />ps.<br />manila was STRADZY: stressful, sad and crazy. but all my friends are beautiful. beautiful. =) updates soon. i need to sleep. its been 36 hours. and i smell and look like shit. really. ew.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-3676943697757422464?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-51056439890722618672009-04-03T05:36:00.002+08:002009-04-03T05:53:42.539+08:00april 3, 4ami just arrived in manila. sweet.<br /><br />i am very happy to see the brother actually pick me up at the airport. he normally does not wake up to pick me up. he ends up calling me "take a cab, i'll reimburse" and put down the phone even before i say okay or curse.<br /><br />i am also very happy to see EDSA empty at 4 in the morning. but i still think i'd die because of my driver. drives like gran turismo. damnit. could've died of heart attack and not of impatience (due to traffic) which normally happens to me when im in EDSA.<br /><br />anyway.<br /><br />i'm seeing GXS people for breakfast. at hungry hippo. at 7 in the morning. i miss hungry hippo, my staple office breakfast. bacon, eggs, rice. and iced water. i'm excited to see everyone! and i'm eager to hear new chismax. i haven't been chismising with them for the longest time cuz i'm starting to have a life now, so yeah, i'll be gossiping over breakfast with the boys and girls.<br /><br />lunch is major. with mother superior. she is in quezon city right now. i want to see her as soon as possible but qc is just far man.<br /><br />tomorrow we're all flying to cdo. me. the brother. and mother superior. it's going to be a riot, i'm telling you.<br /><br />dinner is with my ever beautiful pantyshorts girl. and bryan. so yes, its also major. i'm craving for non authentic chinese food also known as north park or maybe chicken inasal. or jollibee. yes, i miss jollibee very very much.<br /><br />i have nothing else to say. i'm just passing time until tuni tells me to go to hungry hippo. he's my road manager when i'm in manila, he decides where i eat my breakfast. hahaha!<br /><br />tonight is given. drinking with friends on a friday night is always given. well, at least in the philippines.<br /><br />i think that's it for now. thank you for your patience. hahahaha!!!!!<br /><br />I CAN'T WAIT TO GET TO THE ISLAND TOMORROW!!!!!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-5105643989072261867?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8214954.post-70410510423174205522009-03-31T02:07:00.006+08:002009-05-05T02:07:05.865+08:00karen is back from spain (and france!)and she got me a porcelain doll!!!!!!! =) and her photos in paris, barcelona, toledo and madrid are beeeyoootiiiifoooool!!!!!!! i envy her so much for being able to travel to those fabulous places. and the woman got herself a nice little LV bag from the LV shop champs ellysees!!!!!! (sp? too tired to google, i know how its pronounced french-ly though. haha!)<br /><br />AJ also got back from india and apart from all the sweet meaningful things he got me, he also bought me a nice barbie-like doll in sari. she's beautiful. her sari dress is beautiful. and its pink!!!! bruno explained to me that the dress is not the regular sari you see ordinary indian women wear, its a northern indian sari that could only be worn on special occassions. or something like that. or hmmm, i don't know, i don't think i listened to what he said.<br /><br />i have two dolls in one week! wooohoooooo!!! i have yet to give them names. i have names in mind already but i'm not sure if its appropriate for them to use.<br /><br />anyway.<br /><br />three more days and i'll be in manila. i haven't gone to the embassy yet because apart from the fact that the sight of the philippine embassy in singapore brings me to tears because its such a rotten place especially situated beside japan embassy which is like an effing castle man, i couldn't go in because i'm always wearing shorts and slippers. tomorrow i will wear jeans so i can finally get that stupid exit pass. and i will have to pay a few dollars so i can enter and exit the philippines, my own country, where i was born and raised by the way!!! how cool is the philippines?????<br /><br />i am very very very very excited to go home.<br /><br />i haven't packed yet because i have no time. and i have to buy a new bikini and summer paraphernalia. its summer in manila and its burning hot there!!! i seriously cannot wait man!!!! this is year i am not going to deprive myself from the summer heat in the philippines! i will be at the beach, sweating, drinking, eating, swimming, burning!!!<br /><br />shocks, i have so much stuff to do. so much stuff it makes me want to say STUFFS! lol!<br /><br />okay, that's all. goodnight girls and boys!<br /><br />and oh yah, TWO THINGS:<br /><br />1. HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAPET!!!!! i owe you that oasis concert ticket!!! but its so sweet of you not watching it because i won't be there on april 5 anyway. haha! i'll get you another gift, maybe a mcdonalds delivery for dinner, i'm sure you're fine with that. haha! love you pet!!!<br /><br />2. HAPPY 10TH ANNIVERSARY TO MY FIRST LOVE. i will never ever forget that day, march 31, 1999. beautiful sunny wednesday afternoon. it was love at first sight. =) you will always be my first love and i still cannot forget my first kiss =)<br /><br />YAY! =)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8214954-7041051042317420552?l=ronarons.blogspot.com'/></div>Ronarons™http://www.blogger.com/profile/09590533004671010211ronarons@gmail.com1