Family Day @ Wildlife Park & Zoo

Sunday, February 10, 2008 at 3:00 p.m. - Our family day was held at Wildlife Park & Zoo which hubby and I agreed on for a change. It was actually our plan for last week's family day but we decided not to push through because of the rain.

The sky was gloomy today but we still went to Wildlife for our planned picnic. We really had a great time together, and I guess our little prince had enjoyed it much than what we had expected. It was his first time to be in that place. He was able to eye on the different animals he just seen for the very first time. He was hopping with his dad and my youngest bro., while me, holding the cam as I follow them.

I never missed a single chance to capture the moments. So here they go...

My bro, bendyk and hubby...

It just shows how excited the little prince is...

Swing with our prince

(kaya adeee!)
hubby was nervous knowing that he'll be sliding with his 'lil prince, but bendyk insisted, hayz!

Nature Lover

We heart this bridge so much even during our dating stage...

We have been dreaming this since then...

To have it as the entry way before reaching our home...

Nevermind that girl in the cottage. She probably doubted if I really had captured her, lolz.

Yea, this is where hubby and I would sit during our dating stage. We spent most of our time in this place, sharing stories and dreams that we never thought would still exist until now. I terribly missed those days when I would giggle and laugh of his corny stories (joke! hahaha!). This place is what we call, "Our Paradise." The place itself had witnessed the endless dreams we have come to live by, the bungalow at the top of the mountain, a wonderful bridge that we'd cross before reaching our home, 2 beautiful horses that would wait for us should we decide to breathe fresh air around the ranch...It may sound exaj but who cares when all these can actually make us real happy souls.

Our picnic proper...

There's no cottage left for us..so we had no choice but to squat on the grass.

Well, this seemed to be more exciting than sitting on the bench.

Lakas ng tama ng hubby ko...

Trying to be a mom to my kiddo...

The Closest ever...

How old is he? He seemed 2 years older than his real age, eh?

Parking...


Need a break...dnd pls!





Animal Lovers? Hmmm...


Aw bout these two? hahaha!
(uber init so i had 2 make kunot the fore'ed)



So there you have it...Until next time, ciao!

re: Keepsakes of Em, Bee & Ess

My mind was wondering for awhile, drifting my thoughts to whether or not I file a resignation letter or not. The question, "Do I really want to leave or not?" is bothering me lately. But one thing that I'm pretty sure of, I'll be missing mbs when I finally decided to leave. The finality of my decision will be so soon, and I am already feeling the pain of leaving the company, which I served for more than a year already.

As I was thinking about this, there's something that reminded me most about my stay in mbs tek. It was the first post I've written about MBS TEK. I made it last year and now I'm re-posting it here so I could somehow reminisce of what it takes to be a part of MBS Tek.

Isang umaga sa pantry, kung saan kalansing ng mga tasa't kutsara'y pumapawi sa mga naiidlip pang ispirito. Sabayan pa ng halakhakan na sadyang panghimagas na nga yata ng karamihan dito. 'Yun bang sa simpleng kwento lng matatawa ka na, o baka naman kaya ay sa hitsura ka nya natatawa? Kumusta naman 'yun? Ewan natin, pero ayos na rin basta lang may mapagusapan. Ehersisyo man lang kahit hindi sating mga pangagatawan, kundi sating mga bunganga.

Ang sarap sanang matulog sa mga oras na ito, alas otso pa lng ng umaga at heto tayo parang nakikipagbaka sa tikatik ng hay-tetch na makinilya. Di mawari kung anong sisimulan. "Di bale na, kusa na lang aagos ang ideyang halos balot na ng grasa," ani konsensya. Pero bago ang lahat, dahil sa ako'y hindi na nakapaghigop man lang ng kape sa aming barong-barong, patikim naman ng brewed coffee ni em, bee at ess...

Ewan ko ba at parang kinakabog ang dibdib ko. Di ko mapagtanto kong ito ba'y kabog talaga ng dibdib o sikmura ko lng na kumakalam na sa sobrang gutom. Pwera usog sa may sibang dyan. Laking takot ko tuwing sasakay ako sa dyip, malay ko ba ma-sibang ako. L*ntek na di ko alam ang tagalog ng terminong yan eh. Basta yun na yun. Naalala ko noon, nasa murang edad pa lamang ako. Nakaramdam ako ng sobrang sakit ng tiyan. Di lang 'yun...alam mo ba yung pakiramdam ng na-i-L? Ay sensya na naiwan yung BM. Iyon! LBM pala. Naku! Kung alam mo lang na para akong natatae na pinagpapawisan ng malamig. Hay, ayoko ng balikan pa ang mga panahong iyon...

Balik tayo sa brewed coffee ni em, bee at ess. Dahan-dahan kong tinahak ang pantry, halos katabi lang naman iyon ng aming pugad. Bitbit ang kulay puti kong mug na me kasama pang kutsara, nang aking silipin ang...teka, ano nga ba ang tawag nito? ayan o sa baba nito...

keepsakes ni em, bee at ess

Sila ang tinatawag kong "keepsakes ni em, bee at ess". Heto na kinabog na naman ang dibdib ko ng keepsakes na ito. Siguro'y nanabik na kayong malaman kung ano nga ba ang ibig sabihin ng kabog na ito...

Halikayo at ibubulong ko sa inyo...

"Minsan isang araw, at gaya ng nakagawian hindi na naman ako nakapaghigop ng kape sa aming barong-barong. Pagdating ko sa pugad ni Em, Bee at Ess, dali-dali kong tinahak ang pantry, sinilip ang laman ng keepsakes ni Em, Bee at Ess. Hulaan niyo ang nakita ko....naks! galing mo tsong! sakto! exactly! nakusit mo nanggad (lengwahe ni halley)...

Ang nakita ko ay si Wala! Wala wala wala akong nakita! paksy*t!

Isang araw naman, siguro naawa si Em, Bee at Ess kasi laking gulat ko may laman na ang keepsakes ni Em, Bee at Ess...heto naman hulaan niyo?

tadaaaan....Kape! Coffee! L*ntek na...

Subukan mo ngang higupin yan ng walang asukal! gawin kong pulbos 'yan sa pagmumukha mo eh!

Natakot siguro sa banta ko, isang umaga talagang may laman na ang keepsakes ni Em, Bee at Ess. Asteeeg! Kumpleto ang laman. May creamer sa keepsake #1 (iyong bang may takip na dugyuting platito?), sa keepsake #2 naman nakalagay ang asukal (eto naman yung may takip na transparent na plastic container, yung bang pang salad?) ewan ko kung sinong may mabuting kalooban na nagdoneyt noon, at sa keepsake #3 naman nakalagay ang kape (buti na lang hindi pa inaanay ang takip nito)...

Ayan napaghalo ko rin ang pinakamimithi kong creamer, kape at asukal. Pagkatapos, tinulak ko yung gatilyo na kulay pink at bumuhos na ang tubig. Hinalo halo ko yung coffee with creamer ng hawak kong kutsara habang nglalakad pabalik sa aming pugad. Sa aking pag-upo parang sabik na hinigop ko ang tinimpla kong kape...

"Pweeeee!!!" napangiwi ako! Isa pa ngang paksy*t dyan! Para malaman mo, hindi mapait yung timpla ko, hindi rin matamis. Tama lang yung pagkakatimpla...Tae! Hulaan mo nga ulit kong anong deperensya nito?

Iyong intensyon na magpainit ng sikmura ay naging isang malameeeeg na kape! Hindi ako namali ng pagtulak ng gatilyo. Pink yun! Pero ang tanong, bakeeet malameeeg kang lint*k na kape ka?!!

If my memory serves me right, I found that avatar on my visitors widget a day after I posted this entry. I imagined how he reacted when he read it and it made me laugh, really. So the next thing that had happened, presto! We had a new set of canisters at the pantry. And not just that, we have complete stocks of coffee, creamer and sugar...A round of applause to whoever acted on that matter...hehehe!

Now, let's go back to my emo-mode...

If my question then is, "bakeeet malameeeg kang lint*k na kape ka?!!", at this point, I am yelling at myself with this question, "I resign or I resign?"

Outburst of Ink

The first time I stepped in my kindergarten class marked the beginning of my history in writing. It began with writing the alphabet. My teacher was a petite lady, well-known for her patience. We were a perfect match as I took twice as long as my classmates just to write A-Z. She would take up all of the papers and then slowly turn around. Then came the stare; a stare I came to know very well. I would look back at her with an exaggerated innocence and quietly ask, "How does my paper look?" I knew even at that tender age that my letters looked better than everyone else’s. At this early stage, I developed enthusiasm that has lasted throughout the years. I would finish a writing task and when I finished it, which is more often than not, it would take a special and qualified person to truly appreciate it.

During my elementary years, from grades one through six produced nothing more than a long and dormant period of writing. I was just like Bermuda grass that turns brown all winter long and then greens up in the spring. I finally came out of dormancy in my first year in high school when again I met my grandma, who took a flight from Australia. In my eyes, she was halfway to perfection. But it was just about her wits. She was about five feet tall with large, soft, black eyes and short hair. I was just 2 inches shorter but that didn’t matter.

Every time I saw her, a tingling feeling would start in my stomach similar to the sensation of racing around that sharp, fast turn on a giant roller-coaster at the amusement park. Not only was she physically aggressive, she was also a vibrant human-being with strong personality. Right then when I realized that I want to be like her, a woman of wits. She has a career of various interests, a journalist in the Philippines (during Marcos’ regime) and in Australia, a terror professor, a lawyer, a pianist and an interior designer. I look up to her as a versatile career woman and as a mother. I was her favorite grandchild, and we would sit together and talk about everything. Much to my surprise she never tired of my constant attention. One remarkable tribute was her ability to express meaning as well as describe people she had encountered or objects she had seen. I always listened intently. Throughout her stay here in the Philippines, I went out of my way to learn more from her about things that will help me be inspired in reaching my goals, which is becoming a journalist tops my list. That was before when I was kinda innocent…

My experience during my high school was in some way profound. It wasn’t so much the fact that I thought my stay in high school was so spectacular. What was amazing was the emotional response that my achievement could summon from some members in my clan. All year long, I had seemed somewhat friendly. I have earned the care and love from my friends in the class and even from other class sections. Perhaps they had little time for sentimental thoughts of the finer things we had (wink!)

It appeared that our friendship had somehow transformed as least temporarily when we enter college, where we traverse separate tracks towards our future career. But I know that is just temporarily like what a friend of mine has told me, "That’s all right, Tel. She then gave a somewhat less-than-thunderous slap on my shoulder. Not very soft, but it was an improvement. This gave me a comfortable feeling.

Well, after high school I embarked another level of thinking. My writing habit has begun to absorb inks of my pens. I even joined the publication to somehow dream that I am at least on my first step in becoming like my grandma, a journalist (sigh!Attention and congratulations from people around me have become a part of my college years as well. I was completely captivated with writing and speaking which required a unique combination of flexibility, strength, grace and poise. I slowly improved my skills.

But at this point, I now realized that true wits is often hidden and concealed. The skills utilized during my activities still manifest itself in my own character. (To be continued hahaha!)

In My Dreams

I was just a little girl then when I witnessed how artistic my clan was. I've looked up to my grandfather (the late Arch. Raul Atos Corral) - this post is dedicated to you my dear lolo. At young age, I told myself that I want to be an architect. I admired him so much by merely looking at him, sitting in front of his large table with different kinds of pen, coloring materials, triangle, a very long ruler, and also a large white paper where he did the light but fast strokes. As you look over the drawing, you'll see series of lines that can't be understand by a young girl like me, or even those who aren't fond of drawing. Until my dad came and told me not to disturb my lolo.

My dad and I went to the sala, and there he told me some ideas about what my Lolo's career was. I asked him a lot of questions so he decided to teach me the basic strokes in drafting a house. My dad was also an architect for me though he wasn't able to finish it in college. We started outlining the floor plan, then we moved on to the "perspective". I was really amazed when I saw the outcome of our drawing. It was just an ordinary house, but what amazed me was the fact that we only started it with series of lines which you may not think it'll become a "house". Since then, I kept myself locked in my room, doing several floor plans and simple perspectives, which were already a masterpiece for a little girl.

Years later, my loving lolo died. It hurts us so much. But just the thought of his kindness (as his first grandchild) uplifts my heart. One thing that instills in my mind and heart is the way he inspired me. Yes, I was really inspired to be an architect. I may not have a degree in architecture, but I know deep in my heart, I am longing to be like one.

I am continuously inspired when it comes to architecture because of my dad. He followed the career path of my grandfather. It feels good whenever I see my lolo's green book which is a compilation of all his blue prints, his masterpieces. My dad is also compiling his own since I was a kid, and I'm his critic.

I also shared my ideas on interior designs. Yes, aside from architecture, I'm also fond of interior designs. I think I'll pursue the latter since my dad doesn't want me to be an architect. But whatever happens, dreaming will always be a part of me...

Balance in Every Step

I'm climbing my mountain, step-by-step

I'm Climbing my mountain, day-by-day

I'm climbing my mountain, all-the-way

I'm climbing my mountain... I'm gonna make it!

Take one step at a time, one step at a time...

I'm climbing my mountain, "ONE STEP AT A TIME!"


This is something I really need to find in my life-balance in every step I make. I'm usually good and doing all the things I need to for others, but I'm not always good and squeezing in the things I want to do. Through the Holy Spirit, I know that I can make it too. It may not be so soon, but at least I'm confident that it will come.

Feast 101

Appetizer

On a scale of 1 to 10 (with 10 being the highest) how much do you enjoy watching sports on television?

---> I'm not into sports so I guess 1 will do since I was only given a scale of 1 to 10 option (if zero is included, it'll be my answer with no second thought hehe!). I don't even change the channel just to watch any sports on TV.

Soup

If you could completely memorize any one work of fiction, which one would you pick?

--->The Mount of Monte Cristo, errr...I dunno if I could storytell the whole story, but the gist, hmmm yea, sure! The story is really a superb fiction! I actually have written an ending to the story, as requested by our Lit. prof. way back in college.

Salad

What is your favorite breakfast food?

---> Breakfast is no longer a part of my daily meal scheme (sigh!). I have to rush myself so I won't be late in the office. But I do sip a cup of coffee as soon as I arrived here (That is, if there's a stock of coffee and sugar at the pantry, woooaaahhh!)

Main Course

Name something fun you can do for less than $10.00.

---> $10? errr...well, it's good enough for a sunday treat with my loving hubby and 'lil prince bendyk. If we'll convert it to Philippine Peso, $10 is somewhat equivalent to P450. Perhaps, we'll just be eating at Jollibee, and the excess will be for our transpo. fare hehehe!

Dessert

How long does it usually take you to fall asleep?

--->after 8 hours of staring at the PC, and watching the entire Primetime programs on T.V. (usually ends at 11:30 p.m.), the next thing could happen is dozing off automatically while holding a remote control. ZzzzzZZZzzzzz!!!

Bah-Bye Wallet

I was supposed to post this last night, but it seems that i've lost the energy to rant about it...

Oh well, le'mme start for whatever I have to rant today...

It was just an unlucky night-January 25, 2008 at 6:30 p.m. (approx.). And some already knew what had happened. It isn't that big deal actually. I just lost my "wallet", ayt? So what's big deal with that?

So now, ask me one more time, what's big deal with losing my wallet...arrrgghhh!!!

Goodness! It's not the wallet that made me react like this. It's all about the cards enclosed in the wallet.

How am I gonna get my salary if I don't have the Metrobank ATM Card?

How am I gonna get my dollars if I don't have my EON Visa?

How am I gonna say "sorry" to my hubby for losing his BPInoy International ATM Card?

I even lost 200php, SSS ID Card, receipts (evidence that I did pay for the digicam), raffle coupons (my chance to win that Toyota Innova via LCC Mall), The Lord oF Pardon which guided me all throughout my endeavors (quest in Cavite/Manila, when I gave birth to Bendyk, and the events that followed) and it's also in this prayer book where I inserted the drawing I have made years ago.

I even forgot to take a picture of it. That item inspires me every time, for it says about my dreams in life--pictures of me, bendyk and hubby, with a bungalow at the side, a car, dollar signs, and a "Healthy" text. I made that two years ago. It was just a draft that I didn't realize is actually working all through these years. Now that these dreams are beginning to knock on me, that piece of dream had gone nowhere, huhuhu! I just wish and pray that what I'd only lost was that piece of paper and not the inspiration that goes with it.

Now, tell me...isn't it a big deal?!! grrr!!!

From now on, I promised myself to forget about "kwek-kwek" and the "chicken nuggets" too. It only made me realized how soOooOOOooo STUPID I am. Why didn't I notice that snatcher behind me. Oh well, I did notice him moving my bag. So my instict told me to pull my bag, and checked if I really had lost something. But it was too late, that damn snatcher walked away. I even saw him crossing the road while I was checking my bag. I don't wanna be impulsive in casting blame since I wasn't yet sure if I really had lost my wallet. And finally, I was able to figure it out.

There's something missing inside my bag...wooooahhh! I haven't seen his shadow anymore. Oh my dearest wallet, you'd bring me luck since I bought your price. You were only a month and weeks old, but now you were taken away from me. Hope your charm is left here with me. If that is so, then it'll be fine with me if you'll be gone forever. I'm still lucky because my digicam wasn't taken by the culprit. He probably didn't notice the black hello kitty pouch inside. If only I could turn back time, I'll suggest him to take away the pouch of make-up instead of my precious valuables, hayz!

As an added bonus, by the way, are those useless policemen. I approached one of them at that time, but he didn't even give an effort to find the culprit! insetad, This lame policeman/traffic enforcer suggested that the incident must be reported at the police station. What the hell was he talking about?! I even told him that the man just walked away 2-3 minutes ago. Arrrggghh! What a useless government employee are you? And also you police desk officer! You seemed too old to ask me the same questions, and what you just did was to put the statement on that record book! Have you done something good about it? Why didn't you just let someone search for the culprit? Grrrr!

It's just so depressing to think that this incident had caused me too much hassles. I need to file an affidavit of loss for my valued cards. Right now, I'm still waiting for a positive feedback about my salary release since payday will be on the 30th already. Arrrggghhhh! I just hope the company would just send me a cheque since I don't have with me my Metrobank ATM Card. And today is Sarurday so I still have to wait for another day before I can replace my EON Visa Card. This is really frustrating, sigh!

This served me a lesson, peeeps! So you betta' be careful too. These damn culprits are uber "kapal" to get things that aren't theirs. Hmp!

Organized 2008

I was finally able to purchase a new set of home office supplies. This was actually my plan since last year, but I was so preoccupied then to deal with my own thing. It just feels great that finally, although I admit that I did push myself a bit just to bring these stuffs at home.

Lucky Charms of 2008

Gung Hay Fat Choy!

The Lunar New Year dates from 2600 BC, when the Emperor Huang Ti introduced the first cycle of the Chinese zodiac.

Because of cyclical lunar dating, the first day of the year can fall anywhere between late January and the middle of February. On the Chinese calendar, 2008 is Lunar Year 4705-4706.

On the Western calendar, the start of the New Year falls on February 7, 2008 — The Year of the Rat. If you were born in 1912, 1924, 1936, 1948, 1960, 1972, 1984, 1996 - you were born under the sign of the rat.

Like the rat, you are always busily pursuing a personal goal or ambition, and are thus known as one of the hardest-working signs in the Chinese zodiac. For rats in 2008, any recent setbacks or obstacles can be overcome, so look forward to a year in which to really shine, either personally or professionally.

Like the houses of the zodiac, the animals of Chinese astrology are said to influence your luck during the year. Your horoscope for 2008, the year of the rat, depends on which animal signifies the year you were born.

Rats are water signs and it is said that they make a very good match for monkeys and dragons, but do not get along well with rabbits, horses and roosters. The brown earth influences of this year also make oxen a favored friend of the persevering rat but add conflict to the year as the elements of earth and water seek a balance - especially during the early part of the year.

The rat's stone, the deep red garnet, is the color of joyful celebration. It signifies the loyalty and passion of the most honorable traits of the sign that will rule the year ahead.

Since the rat year begins a new cycle, remember that decisions made during this year will carry long term consequences. Do not make changes without careful planning especially during the beginning of the year.

3rd Pay-Out: New CPU + Smartbro Plan 999

Geee!!! I'm so happy to have finally received the 3rd pay-out on the 7th of January. This makes me feel more excited with my blogs, lolz! So here's what I got for my 3rd pay-out:

At last, I finally got a chance to avail the Smartbro Plan 999. This was really my plan since last year, but took sometime to think of the pros and cons of having one at home. Well, I realized that internet connection at home can really be of great help in my blogging career. And my fingers are now crossed, wish me luck!

Tarrraaaann...!!! Internet connection won't be possible if without my newly purchased CPU. See, my previous Sony Pentium II already waved me good-bye last December. Maybe he's too old so he probably needed a rest, but I still consider sending it for upgrade maybe later. Going back to my newly purchased CPU, a Pentium III for that matter, but not bad at all hehehe! Gripping my wrist in spending money is still a habit. And I want to make it last. Yea, I'm still the thrifty gal, lolz!

Enough of this...I'm now looking forward for the 4th pay-out. Wish me luck, guys!

A Prosperous New Year to Everyone

Hello peeeps! Here I am again, still sticking to what I am used to hehehe! Well, fireworks can never get blogging out of my system. I have been used to it and considered it as part of me since January of 2007. And now, the year was over and I'm about to begin another escapade in 2008.

Wohooo! I am uber excited on how will it turn out this time of the year. But all I wish this year is happiness, good health and more dollars (lolz!) for me and my loved-ones.

By the way, our New Year's celebration wasn't as extravagant as what elite people used to have. Hours before the celebration, hubby and I rushed to the supermarket to buy for our Media Noche. I hated the crowded lines to the cashier, but I have no choice so I just ignored them. While pushing the shopping cart from one shelf to another, all I think about is my blogging task. At that time, I have pending 26 paid blogging opportunities. So I was thinking if what time will I be able to start dealing with all of them. Arrrghhhh!!!

Enough of that, so there I continued grabbing those stuffs that we need for our Media Noche. As I looked at the cart, my built-in calculator begun to function. I just gave out a sigh after that. Hmmm...you probably guess what I mean. Since I only have few bills on my wallet, I have no choice but to use my EON card. Woooahhh! Goodbye dollars!

When we arrived home, hubby had started unpacking the goods so he can start cooking as early as possible. I also helped him out slicing the easy ones, hotdogs, cheese, etc. As you know, cooking isn't in my vocabulary at this point in time. Maybe next year, how's that hmmm?

As I waited for him to finish cooking, I went to our room and sat by the PC. I had to deal with my backlogs...and oh, pending blogging tasks. Wooooahhhh what a busy new year to start with, tsk! Well, procrastinating should get out of my system by then.

I paused for a while when hubby called my name. The foods are now ready to...oops! for table preparation...When I saw how they look on the plates, I got some ideas and have done the designing. You may take a look at them below:

I checked my watch once in a while to see if how long will we be waiting for the fireworks to start, and that of course should start at exactly 12:00 midnight. The clock starts tickling when finally, we all shouted, "Happy New Year!!!" Then there were the fireworks here and there. Noise barage seems to break my ear drum. Arrrggg! But it's alright. It's New Year, anyway. We also had our fireworks lighted. And my little Bendyk loved it!!! He also blew his horn, but sad to say he seemed had sipped the horn instead of blowing air out. Tsk, tsk!

After that, we feasted all the foods we have prepared. It was a buffet style since I haven't yet purchased a dining table. So we just settled on getting our own plate and hit our seats. The foods were all yummy, especially my cheese sticks hahaha! That was my specialty, lolz!

Time to sleep guys, so we all went to bed at 1:00 in the morning and woke up at almost 11:00 in the morning. After eating our lunch, I finally got time to focus on my paid blogging tasks, then finished my backlogs. Huhuhu!

Does it mean, I'll be busy for the entire year? If it would mean more and more dollars, well, I wouldn't care at all!!! In fact, I'd love to hehehe!


So now let me bid goodbye to year 2007! I had a great time spending those days with you. And now it's time to welcome the year 2008 with CHEERS!!!

Happy New Year to all!!!

PHOTO HUNT: The Stolen Lechon

All I can say is, "NO COMMENT."

Dream and Fantasy Christmas Party

From Left: Marlon, Eden and yours truly...

A Blogger: Day and Night

1st Pay-out: Sony Cybershot

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3 is an Odd Number

Three things that scare me

1. Losing my Loved-Ones
2. Natural Calamities (Super Typhoon, Tsunami & Volcanic Eruption)=Death
3. Exotic Foods (crawling worms, and the likes)


Three people who make me laugh

1. Bendyk - my super bibo kiddo
2. Rick - my super kulit hubby
3. hmmm...who else? can i suggest my funny friends?


Three things I love

1. Shows of 'lil kiddo Bendyk (dancing, singing, acting, boxing, etc.)

2. Sweetness and Thoughtfulness of my lovable hubby
3. Shopping

Three things I hate

1. Seeing scattered stuffs at home
2. Hearing rumors spread by backstabbers
3. Not getting what i want! (sigh!)

Three things I don’t understand

1. How to cook?
2. Where does the typhoon go after hitting many countries?
3. The reason why ghosts are still wandering.

Three things on my desk

1. computer
2. cute white mug
3. Spicy tuna sandwich (courtesy of Fita Speadz hehe!)

Three things I am doing right now

1. answering this tag
2. peeping on my unwritten keywords (sssshhh!)
3. listening to the tune of "By the Way"

Three things I want to do before I die

1. Charity works : housing and livelihood program for the less fortunate
2. Seeing my Bendyk and future kids being successful with whatever career path they choose
3. Exploring the world with my family

Three things I can do

1. drafting (architectural floor plan & a bit of perspective)
2. interior designing
3. editing already-made template codes so as to create a look the way I wanted it to appear

Three things I can’t do

1. I can't dance
2. I can't swim
3. I can't cook

Three things I think you should listen to

1. advice of your mother ("Mother knows best")

2. Godly words of religious peeps
3. what your heart is telling you

Three things you should never listen to

1. rumors
2. evil words (tempting words)
3. empty promises

Three things I would like to learn

1. Auto Cad
2. Virtual Basics (and then advanced hehehe!)
3. Martial Arts (pref. Taekwondo)

Three favorite food

1. Jollibee Spaghetti
2. Ginisang Bagoong (sweet, spicy & salty)
3. Cheezy Pizza and a bit spicy

Three shows I watched as a kid

1. Peter Pan

2. Mara Clara - dramatic child hehehe!
3. Sineskwela