Oh Lala Oh Lala

Listening to this song makes me think of you, especially the first line. The rest of the song, and the melody - Maharot lang. Haha!

Someday our long weekend, better yet our honeymoon, will be somethin like this 😄

Pending Press Release, and Laundry.

Apparently, something is brewing- and  it's not as tasty as fresh coffee.

Hindi naman ako celebrity, at wala [pa! - at this point in time] akong balak magshow biz... but lately, people have been getting into my pants. Kung ano man pong suot kong underwear (o kung may suot man nga), it is between me and my partner (Yes, I do think about the undies I wear especially if we're meeting or going out 😄). Why do some people like to put their hands in other people's pockets when there's nothing to pullout from them? 

I'm good with doing the laundry, and I'm not embarrassed of that fact. But I don't wash my dirty laundry in public, under the scrutiny of obsessive passersby. Ibibilad ko sa arawan ang aking labada... hindi nga lang ngayong tag-ulan.

Stalker Alert!

A first in my almost 9 years of being in PR.
Grabe, ngayon pa talaga nagkaroon.

14th-15th-16th

It was an hour almost midnight on the eve of the 14th, but He insisted that he see me despite the late working hours.

A surprise, indeed, for our celebration of the 15th. 

We don't really count, but he remembered we're on our 16th month.

To my sweet chinito, I'love love you always.

From Test Papers, to Candidacy, to Marriage -

Cheating, in whatever context one puts it, is merely an exercise of one's weakness - the frailty of the spirit to commit, to persevere, to push through, to thread on that rugged path. True, others should not condemn the deed no matter how grieve.

Where does cheating differs - is when one admits it as to his own fault or doing; not when he attributes to somebody else's or pushed by some unforseen (or shouldn't you say NEGLECTED) circumstances.

These so-called cheaters need not be condemned, but understood - as you claim? True. But the understanding they deserve goes only as far as their cry of remorse. People who bask in its unruly glory,  are beyond forgiveness, understanding, and acceptance. Those who wear cheating as an accessory are blotched in shame. They who flaunt it as a skill, have no right to cry for fairness when put on trial. A cheater, once in full consent, has his tongue ripped off in full volition. Hence, he has no say whatsoever, no point in appeal. In short, he better shut the fuck up and take the beating like a cheating bastard that he is.


P.S.
I write not out of experience, so you might say I'm naive. But I also don't go on living without reason to excuse myself of shame.