its sad when the people you know become people you knew, when you cant walk right past someone as if they were never a big part of your life..how you used to be able to talk for hours, and now you can barely even look at them. its just sad how things change, so much.

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krizz kringle kraze

Wednesday, November 30, 2005

giftswhile go we had a meeting regarding that exchange gift thingy.. we were all for it.. i mean it is a lot of fun, who wont want to receive any gifts anywayz right? its the spirit of christmas fer cryin out loud! and the spirit of pranks too.. pls dont give me any tabo nymore ok? i got that last year hihi 

i was suggesting that they shud come up with a unique code name  like their pimp name or sumthin hahaha!.. there was this site i went to and im actually bootylicious babe… *wink wink* dont really wann use that… so hard to live up to it.. haha..

so fer the name i used.. u juz opted with a more subdued mushinezz nick fer the krizz kringle… dont wann be mistaked fer a guy of course.. otherwise.. there goes my gift..

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black robbers

On a recent weekend in Atlantic City, a woman won a bucketful of quarters at a slot machine. She took a break from the slots for dinner with her husband in the hotel dining room. But first she wanted to stash the quarters in her room. “I’ll be right back and we’ll go to eat,” she told her husband and carried the coin-laden bucket to the elevator. As she was about to walk into the elevator she noticed two men already aboard. Both were black. One of them was tall….very tall…an intimidating figure. The woman froze. Her first thought was: These two are going to rob me. Her next thought was: Don’t be a bigot, they look like perfectly nice gentlemen. But racial stereotypes are powerful, and fear immobilized her. She stood and stared at the two men. She felt anxious, flustered and ashamed. She hoped they didn’t read her mind but Gosh, they had to know what she was thinking!! Her hesitation about joining them in the elevator was all too obvious
now. Her face was flushed. She couldn’t just stand there, so with a mighty effort of will she picked up one foot and stepped forward and followed with the other foot and was on the elevator. Avoiding eye contact, she turned around stiffly and faced the elevator doors as they closed. A second passed, and the another second, and then another. Her fear increased! The elevator didn’t move. Panic consumed her. My God, she thought, I’m trapped and about to be robbed! Her heart plummeted. Perspiration poured from every pore.

Then one of the men said, “Hit the floor.” Instinct told her to do what they told her. The bucket of quarters flew upwards as she threw out her arms and collapsed on the elevator floor. A shower of coins rained down on her. Take my money and spare me, she prayed. More seconds passed. She heard one of the men say politely, “Ma’am, if you’ll just tell us what floor you’re going to, we’ll push the button.” The one who said it had a little trouble getting the words out. He was trying mightily to hold in a belly laugh. The woman lifted her head and looked up at the two men. They reached down to help her up. Confused, she struggled to her feet.

“When I told my friend here to hit the floor,” said the average sized one, “I meant that he should hit the elevator button for our floor I  didn’t mean for you to hit the floor, ma’am.” He spoke genially. He bit his lip. It was obvious he was having a hard time not laughing.

The woman thought: My God, what a spectacle I’ve made of myself. She was humiliated to speak.. She wanted to blurt out an apology, but words failed her. How do you apologize to two perfectly respectable gentlemen for behaving as though they were going to rob you? She didn’t know what to say.

The three of them gathered up the strewn quarters and refilled her bucket. When the elevator arrived at her floor they then insisted on walking her to her room. She seemed a little unsteady on her feet, and they were afraid she might not make it down the corridor. At her door they bid her a good evening. As she slipped into her room she could hear them roaring with laughter as they walked back to the elevator. The woman  rushed herself off.

She pulled herself together and went downstairs for dinner with her husband. The next morning flowers were delivered to her room - a dozen roses. Attached to EACH rose was a crisp one hundred dollar bill. 

The card said: “Thanks for the best laugh we’ve had in years.”
It was signed:
Eddie Murphy
Michael Jordan (more…)

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sum filipino restaurant!

THIS WAS POSTED IN ONE RESTAURANT NEAR NAIA AIRPORT,
so, maybe next time you are around the area, you may
as well dine-in there, and check out their menu:

1.  TAPSILOG - Tapa, Sinangag, Itlog

2.  LONGSILOG - Longganisa, Sinangag, Itlog

3.  HOTSILOG - Hotdog, Sinangag, Itlog

4.  PORKSILOG - Pork, Sinangag, Itlog

5.  CHICKSILOG - Chicken, Sinangag Itlog

6.  AZUCARERA - Adobong Aso

7.  LUGLOG - Lugaw, Itlog

8.  PAKAPLOG - Pandesal, Kape, Itlog

9.  KALOG - Kanin, Itlog

10. PAKALOG - Pandesal, Kanin, Itlog

11. MAALOG NA BETLOG - Maalat na Itlog, Pakbet, Itlog

12. BAHAW - Bakang Inihaw (akala ninyo kaning lamig ano)

13. KALKAL - Kalderetang Kalabaw

14. HIMAS - Hipon Malasado

15. HIMAS SUSO - Hipon Malasado, Sugpo, Keso

16. HIMAS PEKPEK - Hipon Malasado, Kropek, Pinekpekan

17. PEKPEK MONG MALAKI - Kropek, Pinekpekan, Monggo, Malasado, Laing, Kilawin

18. DILA - Dinuguan, Laing

19. DILAAN MO - Dinuguan, Laing, Dalandan, Molo

20. BOKA BOKA - Bopis, Kanin, Bokayo, Kape

21. BOKA BOKA MO PA - Bopis, Kanin, Bokayo, Kape, Molong Pancit

22. KANTOT - Kanin, Tortang Talong

23. KANTOT PA - Kanin, Tortang Talong, Pancit

24. SIGE KANTOT PA - Sinigang na Pige, Kanin, Tortang Talong, Pancit

25. SIGE KANTOT PA IBAON MO - Sinigang na Pige, Kanin, Tortang Talong, Pancit - Take out

26. SIGE KANTOT PA HA - Sinigang na Pige, Kanin, Tortang Talong, Pancit, Halo-halo

27. SIGE KANTOT PAIBAON MO PAPA - Sinigang na Pige, Kanin, Tortang Talong, Pancit… Take out with Ketchup

28. PAKANTOT - Pandesal, Kanin, Tortang Talong

29. PAPAKANTOT - Papaitan, Kanin, Tortang Talong

30. PAPAKANTOT KA BA - Papaitan, Kanin, Tortang Talong, Kapeng Barako

31. PAKANTOT SA YO - Pandesal, Kanin, Tortang Talong, Saging + Yosi

32. PAKANTOT KA - Pandesal, Kanin, Tortang Talong, Kape

33. PAKANTOT KA HABANG MATIGAS PA - Pandesal, Kanin, Tortang Talong, Kape, Inihaw na Bangus, Maruya, Tinola, Ginisang Aso, Pancit

34. SUBO - Sugpo, Bopis

35. SUBO MO - Sugpo, Bopis, Molo

36. SUBO MO PA - Sugpo, Bopis, Molo, Pancit

37. SUB O MO PA MAIGE - Sugpo, Bopis, Molo, Mais, Pige

38. SUBO MO TITE KO - Sugpo, Bopis, Tinola, Teryaki, Kochinta

39. SUBO MO TITE KO BILIS - Sugpo, Bopis, Tinola Teryaki, Kochinta, Bihon, Tawilis

40. SUBO MO TITE KO BILIS, HAYOP! - …same as #39, minura mo lang yung waiter kasi ang tagal ng order.

NOW, YOU BELIEVE, FILIPINO CUISINE MENUS CAN BE SO
APPETIZING, SERVE WITH SIZZLING LIBIDO… ENJOY YOUR
MEAL, BON APPETITI!!!

(more…)

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hell!

a usual reaction when we see our payslip


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beaching

- a getaway thats worth it 
- thats why i cant wait fer weekends…

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k-i-s-s-i-n-g

 

my fave part of every tampuhan and inisan? kissing and making up hahaha… i mean after all that was said and done.. we desrv that! and everything in between *gigglez*

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CONSTANTLY

Sunday, November 27, 2005

I knew it was there
Though I tried to hide it
The feeling just kept on shining through
Haven't known you that long
So I try to deny it
But the feeling was much too
Much too strong
        
Could this be love, deep down inside
Tearing me apart, I feel it in my heart
        
Constantly, you’re on my mind
Thinking about you all the time
I can’t sleep no matter what I do
I just keep on thinking ‘bout you
        
Why do I feel this way?
When I know you have someone
That you’re seeing each and everyday
Should I play this game of just being a friend?
When I know that’s not where I want it to end
        
How could this be wrong?
When the feeling’s so strong
Tearing me apart
I feel it in my heart
        
No I don’t want to start no trouble
Between you and I and your lover
But I must tell you what I’m going through
Everytime you walk by I see love in your eyes
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YOU KNOW YOU ARE LIVING IN 2005 when

Saturday, November 26, 2005

1. You  accidentally enter your password on the  microwave.
2. You haven’t played solitaire  with real cards in  years.
3. You have a list of 15 phone  numbers to reach your family of  3.
4. You e-mail the person who works at  the desk next to  you.
5. Your reason for not staying in  touch with friends and family is that they  don’t have e-mail  addresses.
6. You pull up in your own  driveway and use your cell phone to see if  anyone is home to help you carry in the groceries.
7. Every commercial on  television has a web site at the bottom of  the screen.
8. Leaving the house without  your cell phone, which you didn’t have the  first 20 or 30 (or 60) years of your life,  is now a cause for panic and you turn  around to go and get  it.
10. You get up in the morning and go  on line before getting your  coffee.
11. You start tilting your head  sideways to smile. :  )
12. You’re reading this and nodding  and laughing.
13. Even worse, you know exactly  to whom you are going to forward this  message.
14. You are too busy to notice  there was no #9 on this list.
15. You actually scrolled back up to  check that there wasn’t a #9 on this  list.
AND NOW U R LAUGHING at  yourself.

 

 

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what kind of kisser are you?

Thursday, November 24, 2005
You’re a Freaky Kisser

When you kiss, you want to experience something new
A new technique, a new partner, a new piercing…
And your own personal kissing style is very unpredictable
There’s no saying where your tongue or hands will go

this is what it says about me hahaha! hilarious!
whatkindofkisserareyouquiz

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underwear oracle

http://www.blogthings.com/theunderwearoracle/

check out what ur underwear says about u!

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whats yer seduction style

What Is Your Seduction Style?

this is my seduction style:
check out yours!

Your Seduction Style: The Natural

You don’t really try to seduce people… it just seems to happen. Fun loving and free spirited, you bring out the inner child in people. You are spontaneous, sincere, and unpretentious - a hard combo to find! People drop their guard around you, and find themselves falling fast.

 

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*sigh*

I prayed to heaven today that someone would bring its hammer down on me & pound you out of my head, I can’t think with you in it.

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Juz sho0t mE

  *** am reposting a  compilation of super baduy quotes which i got also from sumone elses blog, lol… wala lang.. i juz feel like bein mushy today…fine.. here’s the trash can fer those who feel like puking…

If I were to be anything in this world….
I’d be ur tears…
So, I can be conceived in ur heart, born in ur eyes, live on ur cheeks & die on ur lips..(drama noh)

Feel good when somebody Miss u.
Feel better when somebody Loves u.
But feel best when somebody never forgets u.

One day u will ask me:
What is more important to you, me or your life?
I will say: my life…
You will walk away from me without knowing that YOU ARE MY LIFE!!! (sigh… no im startin to puke)
If kisses were water, I will give you sea.
If hugs were leaves, I will give you a tree.
If you love a planet, I will give u a galaxy.
if friendship is life I will give you mine.
“If God didn’t want me to do it He would have stopped me.” (yeah!! so if it happened… its because its meant to be!!)
They say it takes a minute to find a special person,
an hour to appreciate them,
a day to love them,
but then an entire life to forget them. (and thats what i hate…love can be a real pain in the..er..neck…sumtimes)

The sun cant help shining because God exists,
The leaves cant help falling because the wind exists
I cant help falling because you exist.(sigh..i remember sending this to sumone..)
Never say ur happy when ur sad…
never say ur fine when ur not ok…
never say u feel good when u feel bad…
and never say ur alone when I m still alive.(fer keeps)

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“us”

Even though we’re not together
my heart says you’re here.
Though there may be a certain distance between us,
with each heartbeat
we are that much closer to being in each other’s arms.
The test of love is not when we are together…
It comes when we are not together
and realize that despite the distance,
love is still there.
I can love you with the distance between our hearts.
contrary to what the cynics say,
distance is not for the fearful,
it is for the bold.
It’s for those who are willing to spend a lot of time alone
in exchange for a little time with the one they love.
It’s for those knowing a good thing when they see it,
even if they don’t see it nearly enough.
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wheeee!

i juz got a commendation! wheee.. it was one of those days where everything was right. i dont even remember the last time i had one.. i do know that its been months i think since i got one. thank god fer good hearted people, that lady really made my day. and even if it i thought it was gonna be cut short coz the caller got disconnected again, turns out that the caller’s neighbor has a wireless connection as to where she is able to connect to. talk about luck!

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moods and impressions

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

 

The Moods of a Woman

An angel of truth and a dream of fiction,
A woman is a bundle of contradiction,
She’s afraid of a wasp, will scream at a mouse,
But will tackle a stranger alone in the house.
Sour as vinegar, sweet as a rose,
She’ll kiss you one minute, then turn up her nose,
She’ll win you in rage, enchant you in silk,
She’ll be stronger than brandy, milder than milk,
At times she’ll be vengeful, merry and sad,
She’ll hate you like poison, and love you like mad.

The Moods of a Man

*Hungry
*Horny
*Sleepy

How to Impress
a Woman

* Wine her,
* Dine her,
* Call her,
* Hug her,
* Support her,
* Hold her,
* Surprise her,
* Compliment her,
* Smile at her,
* Listen to her,
* Laugh with her,
* Cry with her,
* Romance her,
* Encourage her,
* Believe in her,
* Pray with her,
* Pray for her,
* Cuddle with her,
* Shop with her,
* Give her jewelry,
* Buy her flowers,
* Hold her hand,
* Write love letters to her,
* Go to the end of the Earth and back again for her.

How to Impress a Man

* Show up naked
* Bring food
 * Dont block the TV

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crap

its been a crappy day at work.. aside from havin bad calls, my head is killing me.. am not in the mood.. i really dont want to talk to anyone… and for a change, i actually want to shut up and juz be alone, not to be bothered…i dunno why. *sigh* and to add up to that.. im in this really bad call where everything seems to be going wrong and no one is there to help me… i juz go home right now. i need ice cream. i need a hair cut. i need to sleep. i need lasagna. i need u.

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things ive learned…

….That life is like a roll of toilet paper. The closer it gets to the end, the faster it goes.

….That we should be glad God doesn’t give us everything we ask for.

….That money doesn’t buy class.

….That it’s those small daily happenings that make life so spectacular.

….That under everyone’s hard shell is someone who wants to be appreciated and loved.

….That the Lord didn’t do it all in one day. What makes me think I can?

….That to ignore the facts does not change the facts.

….That when you plan to get even with someone, you are only letting that person continue to hurt you.

….That love, not time, heals all wounds.

….That the easiest way for me to grow as a person is to surround myself with people smarter than I am.

….That everyone you meet deserves to be greeted with a smile.

….That there’s nothing sweeter than sleeping with your babies and feeling their breath on your cheeks.

….That no one is perfect
until you fall in love with them.

….That life is tough, but I’m tougher.

…That opportunities are never lost; someone will take the ones you miss.

….That when you harbor bitterness, happiness will dock elsewhere.

….That I wish I could have told those I cared about that I love them one more time before they passed away.

….That one should keep his words both soft and tender, because tomorrow he may have to eat them.

….That a smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks.

….That I can’t choose how I feel, but I can choose what I do about it.

….That everyone wants to live on top of the mountain, but all the happiness and growth happen while you’re climbing it.

….That the less time I have to work, the more things I get done.

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The Complaints of The PENIS

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

** this is funny haha!

I, the Penis, hereby request a raise in salary for the following reasons:

I do physical labor.

I work at great depths.

I plunge head first into everything I do.

I do not get weekends or holidays off.

I work in a damp environment.

I work in a dark workplace that has poor ventilation.

I work in high temperatures.

I am willing to work any shift.

My work exposes me to contagious diseases.

The response:

Dear Penis:

After assessing your request, and considering the arguments you have raised, the administration rejects your request for the following reasons:

You do not work 8 hours straight.

You fall asleep after brief work periods.

You do not always follow the orders of the management team.

You do not stay in your designated work area and are often seen visiting other locations.

You do not take initiative, you need to be pressured and stimulated in order to start working.

You leave your workplace rather messy at the end of your shift.

You don’t always observe necessary safety regulations, such as wearing the correct
protective clothing.

You will retire well before you are 65.

You are unable to work double shifts.

You sometimes leave your designated work area before you have completed the assigned task.

And if that were not enough, you have been constantly entering and exiting the workplace carrying two suspicious-looking bags.

Sincerely,
The Management

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Chocolate vs. Sex


(1) You can GET chocolate.
(2) “If you love me you’ll swallow that” has real meaning with chocolate.
(3) Chocolate satisfies even when it has gone soft.
(4) You can safely have chocolate while you are driving.
(5) You can make chocolate last as long as you want it to.
(6) You can have chocolate even in front of your mother.
(7) If you bite the nuts too hard the chocolate won’t mind.
(8) Two people of the same sex can have chocolate without being called nasty names.
(9) The word “commitment” doesn’t scare off chocolate.
(10) You can have chocolate on top of your workbench/desk during working hours without upsetting your co-workers.
(11) You can ask a stranger for chocolate without getting your face slapped.
(12)
You don’t get hairs in your mouth with chocolate.
(13) With chocolate there’s no need to fake it.
(14) Chocolate doesn’t make you pregnant.
(15)
You can have chocolate at anytime of the month.
(16) Good chocolate is easy to find.
(17) You can have as many kinds of chocolate as you can handle.
(18) You are never too young or too old for chocolate.
(19) When you have chocolate it does not keep your neighbors awake.
(20)
With chocolate size doesn’t matter.

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