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.:[ Twisted facts ]:. *jodi was a witch, a dog and an ogre in her past lives *she loves harry and yahu and reuben *she doesn't like eating kilawen .:[ Twisted Links ]:. leila! photos1 photos2! photos3! yahu! harry!
.:[ Lucid Intervals ]:. September 2004 October 2004 November 2004 December 2004 January 2005 March 2005 July 2005 .:[ Blah-blahs ]:.
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.:[ Tuesday, September 28, 2004 ]:.
TAR 5, Manila and Calories
.:[ Friday, September 10, 2004 ]:. My so called lovelife I am currenctly with Junjun right now. His real name is Reuben, Jr. How do you pronounce that? Reeyu-ben? Roo-ben? Ro-ben? I should ask Reuben, Sr. I like to call him Junjun because he acts (using my personal evaluation system) like one. He's such a baby!
Where together now for more than a year and we are matanda so everyone I know keeps on asking when are we tying the knot. Bakit ba sila nagmamadali? He wants to go abroad pa raw at ako naman, I still have some unfinished businesses I want to do as a single. If we can still stand each other (dapat ata love) after our unfinished businesses, then we can jump into the pit. by T.W.I.S.T.E.D at 1:46 PM | .:[ Tuesday, September 07, 2004 ]:. Who am I? I was awarded the Caligula Award during one get-together (we like to call it our first reunion but unfortunately, hindi na nagkaroon ng second, third and fourth- or baka I was not invited waaaaa!) with my high school classmates. So that you will not ask Mr. Google, Caligula, ladies and gentlemen, is a Roman Emperor. Impressive ha? Wait until you read the next sentence. That same Roman Emperor is also described as crazy in our World History textbook (by Zaide???) because he appointed one of his horses as senator. Paging Joyce and Twinkle (the award committee) and all my high school classmates, am I really that crazy? Id like to believe that I was a perfectly normal teen back then. I was talkative but I was not/am not crazy!!! I was a crazy (still cant admit it) teenager but a painfully shy child. You can ask my Aunt Liling. During one of our New Year’s Eve parties, all kids were requested (and paid) to sing or to dance. My cousins danced and sang to the glee of every adult relative there. But when my turn came, to the dismay of my very proud Nanay, instead of singing, I wailed! I seem to melt when in a crowd back then. I also have a photo during the dreaded Linggo ng Wika program singing but teary-eyed because of fear. Look now, the shy kid and the crazy teen are gone. Here comes jona, the twistedly delicious adult! by T.W.I.S.T.E.D at 2:34 PM |
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