Originally posted January 19, 2007.
[reposted because of this]

Scene: on our way home from BTC

Yan: I just realized that we now live in a world where we can't be overly friendly.

Gen: You think?

Yan: Yeah. I was lining up to use the rest room in Yellow Cab, and some little girls, about 5yrs old, were playing by the door. I tried chatting 'em up; they were so cute and giggly. Out of nowhere comes the yaya, all bitchy and pissed that I was talking to her charges. She shot me a look that said, 'perv!' The hell?

Pensive pause.

Gen: You know what, I think my childhood was...

Yan: Perfect?

Gen: No, not really. It was...

Yan: Great?

Gen: Yeah, I suppose. Coz when I was a child, I played in a world that was still...

Yan: Innocent?

Gen: Yeah.

Yan: So true.

Gen: No, no, that's not it. Innocent is not the right word.

Yan: What is it then?

Gen: More like naive. The world was so naive then.

Yan: Yeah...Naive.

Disturbed silence.

case in point. *sniff*

Originally posted January 14, 2007.
[reposted because of this]

There's nothing more soothing than the sound of waves as they kiss the shore. Nothing quite as poetic as the graceful mating of water and land.

I had forgotten how much I loved the ocean. This weekend was a profound reminder of how deeply I have missed it.

The midnight trek and the excellent conversation (re ken) were the high points of our trip. A wedding was planned, and a new pact was made. The ocean and its vastness, the wind and its infinity, were our solemn witnesses.

confabulation:



efflorence:



virtuasity:



another one bites the dust:



orgy place gyud amo condo:







inuman na!







kinsay mas gwapo?



jojo says: ako! ako ang mas gwapo!

I still can't believe they're getting married...











grabe. orgy place kaayo ang among condo, no? tsk, tsk.

hehehehehe.

Gen complained that she looks fat in her pictures, so I'm posting pictures from our skinny days. Hehehehe.



This is a result of Bon's photography experiment. There are supposedly hundreds more of these "candid" shots. ;) I remember having my face exhibited in an entire hallway. I was expecting boys to gawk at my pictures. But instead, they gawked at the photographer. Grrr. Freakin Bonita with her simpleng biga ways. Bon, I crush you. Bwehehehe.

Meanwhile, here's another pic of Genee's (not from Bon's camera):



She really is beautiful, isn't she?

Bagay kaayo sila ani:







hehehehehe.

There once was a girl who blossomed into a woman on her 30th birthday. Somebody offered to pop her cherry, and she was this happy:



So happy that he had to do this:



"I'm fabulous! I'm fabulous!" she kept repeating throughout the night.

The reason? Why, this, of course:



Notice the slight shift from haughty reluctance (see photo above) to this:



Ahhhh. Fabulous, indeed, is the word.

Such was her fabulous happiness that everyone cheered and rejoiced:



Huwaaa!

Belated happy birthday, Goddess! :-)