M' Back

the place for broken nails and broken hearts.

[6 hours before family pushes me back to boyfriend]

An update. I am still working here, I got UTI, every week I am sick, it sucks. I go out for lunch and make appointments with the patches of heaven near St. Benilde: Fix Salon, Posh Nails, the tiny parlor at UM for my feet, David's Salon, and the great facial/spa salon in Burgundy Tower. That's where my salary goes. It's hard to be in one place all the time. I need gay men and attendants to comfort me while pampering yours truly.

I dream someday i don't have to work because it's so hard to work waking up early and not spending too much time with your family. I almost cry everytime i have to get out of my car hayyyyy. I wish i were Paris Hilton or whoever who doesnt have to work huhuhuhu....

I miss my friends so hello to everybody i hope everybody is fine.

Flooded pillows from 9pm to 5.30am
Do Not Attempt to Reach Me

SLEEPLESS, LOVELESS IM DEAD.

suzaku_lace
RIP 10/21/05

AT LAST PAY CHECK =)

STILL NO DOG.

SHITZU? HOWS THIS?


IT'S 4K THOUGH. HAY WAG NALANG. I JUST SCORED A NEW NINE WEST BAG THANK LORD. ANYWAY ONE MORE PIC.

i LOVE YOU azrael!!!!

Little girl with no dog
eats icecream instead.

I WANT. I WANT.

i just finished taking photos for the press release of Deck Cafe. It's a cafe managed by the deaf alumni of St. Benilde... so while i was uploading the photos to our network, i took a photo of my work space, why not? ahahaha

small and cluttered... like my bedroom...












the exhibit at the plaza for the recycle program.

















The management of Deck Cafe and Crew

I WILL NOT EAT

I WANT A PUPPY

open your eyes

hello earthlings. been busy and almost dead everytime i reach
home. so far, it's still good here in the office although the network
of csb looks cranky yesterday and today.

yesterday i was reminded again of some bwisits in my life. actually,
theyre not that significant to me, but it affects me because they affect
someone close to me, get it? hay my blood was boiling once again.
but i got my sweet revenge, i didnt talk crap but i did thought out loud and finally,
some people like me understands my sentiments, not even my boyfriend does.

but how do you know who your real friends are?
do they laugh at you behind your back?
do they see you only when they need you?
do they take the credits away from you?
do they just suddenly disappear?
do they prevent you from growing?
do they advice you to stay like that forever, penniless but with the company of real friends they say they are?

i can make a mile of a list but i wish someone out there would understand.

you won't be belittled if you don't look foolish.
at least make a move or make yourself grow so you get bigger.
i hate unprofessionalism.

there's a world out there bigger than a comic book.

it's tough to convert someone to the REAL WORLD.
where friends are few but REAL.
where money is NEEDED and SOUGHT.
where contracts are REAL.
and USERS are AVOIDED.

it's time to learn to open your eyes.
real people do get tired teaching you about the REALITY in life.
it's not business per se, but life.

If you don't take life seriously, it would laugh at you.

Updates

its my 2nd week in Benilde editing and writing. Kaya now tinatamad
na ko magsulat so i'll just post these pictures, masabe lang na may update.

this picture story is about me and azrael and liza last weekend because
saturday, azrael slept in my house and declared the study room as his bedroom
already. funny, my mom was the one who told him to sleep over *progress*
then mariel came and also slept over. we woke up early on sunday to support liza
in her entrance exam in dlsu.

cooking spaghetti for azrael and mariel and because its my graduation day that i did not attend.

conserve waiting for liza

liza eating lunch