beauty inside and out.

Sunday, April 29, 2007

Prayers please.

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We need prayers not because we're in trouble or because we have a major dilemma. It's for a life-changing blessing we are hoping, wishing and praying to get for Augy. I'm going to keep mum about it because I don't want to jinx anything. I'm not highly superstitious but I'd rather just have my fervent wish known to God and His angels first then if it comes true then I'd definitely divulge it to friends. So kung sinong malakas kay God, please help me pray, pray, pray... It won't just make life better for us but for others as well.

feistylittle bitch
1:43 AM

Saturday, April 28, 2007

10 Things Are Not Enough =P

Judie tagged me!

INSTRUCTIONS: A person who gets tagged must write in his or her blog ten weird things or habits or little known facts about himself or herself. He or she should also state this rule clearly. At the end, he or she should tag six other people, except the one who tagged him or her.

1. I throw a tantrum if somebody uses my old rose-colored Powerpuff mug. It's a known rule in the house that I don't want anybody else drinking from THAT one mug.

2. I roll my eyes when I'm annoyed at somebody or making fun of somebody I don't know may it be in a public utility vehicle or at the mall.

3. I step on people's feet (not just toes) when they shove or push me in the MRT when I'm about to go out the door so they can enter. Gusto niyo masaktan eh!

4. I used to smell Nancy Drew books while reading them. I place the books close to my nose and sniff. I'd look at the words I find interesting and read them several times until I feel like I've absorbed them all.

5. I don't like guests- not even relatives staying so long in our house.

6. I don't like other people using the pillows I place under my head. In our old apartment, I remind my friends not to let anybody else use my pillows no matter what happens. I wrap them in large plastic bags before leaving for Cavite.

7. I love taking pictures of myself everywhere when I feel pretty. At the mall, in restaurants, in fastfoods, in Starbucks. I don't care if the people I am with would get self-conscious or whatever. I have the need to capture the moment.

8. I choose the people to whom I will lend my favorite books. I hate crumpled pages, I hate it when somebody opens the books too much to the point that it leaves a damage on the spine. Parang pang display ba books mo? Hehe.

9. I have this strict rule about sharing stuff even food at home. For example, I make sure that everybody gets to eat the same number of chocolate bars or candies.

10. I correct Kit when he mispronounces words or talks in a manner I disapprove of. (Kit, wala ka sa kanto. Ulitin mo sinabi mo.)

I tag Kat, Bratty Brown Cow and Vayie!

feistylittle bitch
1:38 AM

Heartbreak

I love GMA 7's campaign for voting wisely. I love the commercials because they break my heart everytime. I have to stifle my sobs. They hit close to home. That of the barrio doctor who had to take up Nursing and work abroad far away from his family in the Philippines, the lola whose grandson got jailed after being mistaken for a bag snatcher and the handicapped artist who lost his home after a demolition. The thought of fellow Filipinos suffering from hunger, diseases and extreme poverty breaks my heart. I want to slap corrupt politicians silly. Knock some teeth off. Gem told me he got teary-eyed when he saw the ad with the lola and grandson in it.

Last month, the bus I rode stopped in MIA Road and under an overpass, I saw an old woman and a young boy. The old woman was sleeping on cartons laid out in the pavement and the boy took a plastic water filled with what seemed like drinking water- murky drinking water. I didn't feel lucky (the usual feeling I get when I see somebody in an unfortunate stiuation). I felt angry that people have to live in those poor conditions. Sigh, when will all the suffering end? Sometimes I feel guilty when I splurge on frappe. Yeah, I worked hard for my moolah. It just feels unfair for some people who don't get to eat complete meals daily.

***

I'm watching the news while typing this post and I found out that the 16-year-old kid who got shot by a phone snatcher already passed away. I saw his picture in a news update last night. One thing I remind my brothers about being in a situation like that is to hand everything to those criminals. Not just the phones but the whole bag just to fend them off. We can always buy new phones. Anything just to be safe.

***

I took this picture while waiting for the counterflow (buhos system) to end in Coastal Road. Beautiful isn't it? Such a wonderful place to be in if it weren't for the trash strewn all over the seashore.

feistylittle bitch
12:52 AM

Ring!

For the love of texting, I have spent thousands on phone bills. Nevermind if my hard-earned cash goes to Globe monthly. I've been using my mom's line for more than two years now. Imagine my surprise when I was offered a monthly rebate on phone bills or a brand new handset. I chose the Sony Ericcson K800i but there were no stocks by the time my mom called. I settled for the Nokia E65 handset instead. I am not ditching my N70. Augy found a buyer for the E65. Bye, phone! Kit will get a new Playstation 2 and the rest of the moolah will go to.....drum roll please.....my savings! =)

Surprise!

feistylittle bitch
12:27 AM

Friday, April 27, 2007

Love ko 'to

I have a confession to make. I actually enjoyed being sick. Not because I love suffering but because I was cooped up at home with my brothers. Gem would leave the house before 8 in the morning and get home before 5 in the afternoon. I was stuck with a very bored Kit who pestered me about a promised Playstation 2 and wheedled money for C2.

I realized that my brothers are growing up and in a few years more, I won't be able to spend as much time driving them nuts, ordering them about or talking to them about their friends and antics.

my goofy-looking brothers. =P

Kit's going to take up Radiologic Technology in De La Salle University- Health Sciences Campus in Dasma. Gem's going to be in his third year in Nursing school. He was horrified to find out that Kit will be in the same campus. They pretend to not like each other. Haha. Inseparable. Their tuition cost an arm and a leg. I don't have the right to complain really because I don't pay for them. Bad, bad sis. I'm just broke you see. =P

Kit wants to go to London after college because his best friend Aron will move there later this year. I know Gem want s to go there too. So I have a few years to spend with them. I'll probably bawl the whole time once they grow up and leave me here. Funny how they always seem to end up in one place. When Kit started high school, I remember Gem telling me that in the first few days, he would go to Gem's classroom during breaks and follow him around like a shadow.
I've always adored my brothers. Not even parties in college kept me from going home to Cavite. Number 1 Rule: Kahit magpakalasing pag weekdays, huwag lang weekends.

Imagine how paranoid I get when Kit goes home late at night from gimmicks or even when Gem leaves for school. I worry about them all the time. I've talked about alcohol poisoning to Kit who took after me when it comes to doing crazy stunts. A few nights ago, it took a long time for him to come back after accompanying Aron to the village gate so he can ride a jeepney going to the highway. I took a pair of scissors because clutching a kitchen knife while walking in the streets might alarm neighbors who might bump into me. I placed the scissors inside my pocket and I took a flashlight. I was relieved to see him walking towards me and my lola. I have poor eyesight but I certainly know how my brother walks even in the dark so I knew it was him. I thought something bad happened and I wanted to rush to his rescue. Somebody is losing her marbles.

***
It's my off today and Kit is still asleep. A few inches more and he wouldn't fit in his bed. He's getting taller. Taller than Gem because he spends all his time eating and sleeping. I spent three nights watching television with him. The other night, I was lying in my bed when he entered the room and asked for my Meteor Garden cds. We ended up watching until dawn.

I have this huge crush on Jerry Yan and I love the character that he portrayed. Where can you find a rich guy who will love you that much? Imagine having a boyfriend who will lose sleep over you, cry because of you and who will fight and protect you... Sigh. I just love men with strong personalities. Addict nanaman ako sa Meteor Garden. Ano ba? 4 years ago pa yun ah.

I cried over several scenes. Kit was busy watching that he didn't notice so I didn't get teased. He asked me how to say the word student in Chinese. So I had to wrack my brains to remember the Mandarin words. Dalawang characters kasi yun. Gem knows a few Chinese phrases. He got addicted to Meteor Garden that he borrowed my Chinese conversational book and studied phrases on his own. Kit and I are planning to buy the Full House cds naman. Total bonding with my brother. Nice.

***
I love my phone's new theme. It's a sexy girl in a white bikini carrying a surfboard. Gem downloaded it for me yesterday. If I can't go to the beach then I’ll carry a part of it with me. Hehe.

feistylittle bitch
10:30 AM

Thursday, April 26, 2007

Growling Tummy

I've always been prone to illnesses that affec t the stomach and intestines. I didn't scratch my head when I had a terrible tummy ache a few days ago. I thought it was connected to my abusive diet inspite of eating enough during the night.

My off ended last Sunday. I woke up to my mom's voice asking me where I've placed my Pizza Hut Palm card. I pointed her to the direction of a topsy-turvy cabinet filled with hair accessories, beauty products and whathaveyou. I stayed in bed until the delivery guy arrived with the Supreme Family Pan Pizza, Pepsi Max and our free Pepperoni and Cheese Pizza. I ate two slices. So greedy that I completely forgot my diet. Screw diets. =) That wasn't the end of the gluttony. At work, Ren gleefully waved our cash prize (for the decorate-your-bay-contest) and asked the agents present about what we will spend it for. Erika screamed for pizza. Oooohh...Yellow Cab popped up in my mind. Ren made a call to Yellow Cab in PeopleSupport. After a few minutes, we had pizza in the pantry. I went on break and proceeded with some teammates to devour our share. I sprinkled chili pepper powder onto two slices and chewed on until they were all gone. My mouth felt hot and my lips turned red with all the powder I consumed. I doused the burning sensation with cold water. By lunch, I bought a big bottle of C2 Apple in 7 11 and stayed with friends outside McDonald's. After about an hour, I was clutching my stomach in pain. I thought it was my period torturing me this early or I just needed to go to the washroom and flush out toxins. And flush out toxins I did not after I panicked while in a call because I felt that I needed to rush to the toilet ASAP. After the painful episode, I asked the guard on duty for medicine. There was nothing for hyperacidity so I asked for Diatabs. My tummy still ached a bit on the way to Cavite. It subsided when I got home around 8 in the morning. Everything went fine and dandy the rest of the day. I slept for a few hours and woke up at 2pm for this HR volunteer thing. I ate a little rice and beef tapa. Yummy. I left the house at past 4pm and things went on smoothly. I got down at Libertad to wait for a bus bound for Ayala. That was when my tummy acted up. By the time I was sitting in the bus, my body was wracked with pain. I felt like going to the washroom at that very minute. I almost died inside the bus while stuck in traffic. I made it to the office on time and rushed to the washroom. I felt weak and dizzy after. I went to the clinic but there was no doctor. A nurse was on duty and she asked me to go back after two hours. Perfect. I was in pain that I wanted to lie down in the middle of the pantry. I spoke to the program manager and I was allowed to go home as long as the nurse provides a notice. I went back to the clinic with a teammate, Mavic. The nurse told me that I can go home and she will just email the notice to my supervisor. It took me a few minutes to wait for a bus bound for Quiapo.

The sight of UST, our old apartment and Dapitan Street made my heart skip a bit inspite of the pain. Funny how I didn't feel scared of standing in Quiapo to wait for a jeepney. Working at night and having to travel at ungodly hours made me braver. =) I rode the San Agustin and got home at 10pm. I spent the night with my brothers in the living room and retired to my bedroom at 1am. I woke up at 5am to eat breakfast and take a bath. I decided to go to the De La Salle University Medical Center for a checkup. I know that I can't endure the pain and the hassle of feeling like going to the washroom everytime. I begged Gem to wait for me so I'll have somebody to travel with. Who cares if it was just 10-15 minutes away from my house. I brought a book, The Hobbit with me so I'll have something to read while waiting endlessly. I got to the hospital at 8 in the morning and waited for more than 30 minutes to get a Maxicare referral. The secretary told me to go to Dr. Santi's clinic. I walked around looking for the room and found it near the Building 2. The secretary told me to wait until 11am. Bummer. I went to the benches in the hall and started reading my book. Time seemed to drag on slowly and I ended up listening to other people's conversations. A few minutes before 11, Gem arrived and I asked him to accompany me to the canteen before he goes to his next class. He waited for me to order a bottle of Gatorade and a pack of Skyflakes. I felt dizzy with hunger but I couldn't eat a full meal because I didn't want to go to the washroom. He left after five minutes and I sat alone sipping my Gatorade. At 11am, I went to the clinic and was informed by the nurse that I was next. I felt so happy knowing that I can go home by 12pm. After a few minutes, the secretary called my name and I spoke to the doctor. He asked me for the symptoms then he asked me to lie down. He pressed on my tummy, my abdomen and asked me if I felt any pain. He then advised me to stop eating spicy food, drinking iced tea, coffee or any acidic beverages because I have acute gastritis. Yipee! Five years ago, I suffered from gastroenteritis. Now, it's gastritis. So it's bye-bye to my java chip frappe, C2 and chili. Sniff, sniff.

May sakit na nga pero todo picture pa rin. =P

Pizza without the chili pepper powder. How tragic. Augy gets to eat all the hot wings from now on.

I went to Mercury Drug after because the DLSU pharmacy didn't have my medicine. I bought a tube of lipgloss and two packs of e-aji for my brothers before going home. I hate walking around in the sweltering heat. I can't wait for May to come because the rains usually start by then. It's going to be my 26th birthday too. Golly. I'm getting old. Old and a little hopeless. Naah! I'll get to where I want to be. My dad still talks to me about taking up Law. I dunno. I just want to be rich. Haha!

feistylittle bitch
10:51 AM

Saturday, April 14, 2007

Sheer Bad Luck

I've never been this depressed since I had my heart broken. When it rains, it pours. Hell really gave me my share of troubles today. My salary got auto-debited and it might take 7-15 working days according to the Equitable PCI Bank representative before I get my money back. No thanks to the iBank ATM machine which probably thought my money was yummy enough to be eaten. No words can describe the disappointment I felt upon finding out that my four thousand pesos disappeared into thin air.

It was supposed to be a lovely day. Augy and I met up with Gladz. We accompanied her to Serendra so she could buy a box of Krispy Kreme doughnuts. After she drove off to Makati, Augy and I spent time in Starbucks where I sipped my grande Java Chip Frappe ( that I bought in Starbucks Market! Market!) and nibbled on a slice of Oreo Cheescake. I left a small portion uneaten due to a fly that zoned into the delicious cake. Screw flies.

We spent the rest of the afternoon window shopping. Augy loved the Nike store in Serendra. He drooled over these limited edition shoes that were displayed in the second level of the store. I didn't share the joy because I am not into athletic gear. We took lots of pictures, walked around and decided to withdraw the rest of my money. There I found out what iBank's stupid ATM did to my salary. I worked hard for my money and now I have to wring my hands and learn to be patient before I make use of it. No shopping for me until I have this problem resolved.

Another thing to be depressed about is the poor state of my health. I went to the OB-Gyne today and received bad news. Don't get any crazy ideas. I need to keep things to myself for now though. I am pretty troubled by everything. =(

I wish I'd have great things to look forward to. Sniff.

feistylittle bitch
11:40 PM

Monday, April 09, 2007

Silver Lining

I have dealt with depression for about three days or so. The kind that makes you weep while staring at your computer screen at work, the one that makes you wish to just stay home in bed and sleep your worries and fears away. I don't know what hit it me but last week was terrible to even think about. I wanted to quit working (so what if I had bills to pay and plans to fulfill that entailed saving and scrimping) and just take a rest at home. The afternoon breeze and the sunshine that greet me whenever I wake up would make things worse. All I wanted to do was sit on the couch and watch television, drink fruit juice and observe my brothers as they watch movies, surf the net, eat and talk on the phone all day. It may have been caused by stress. Burnout. This month would mark my fourth year as a working young adult. I am exhausted. I am depressed.

My mood changed for the better last Friday. There was a silver lining to my dark cloud after all and it felt good to not feel so sad even if there weren't a lot to be happy about. I just snapped back to being positive and bubbly. I know I have so many things to be thankful for. My family, friends and my (oh-so boring) job.

To celebrate my oh-so simple life, I had breakfast with Augy at Heaven & Eggs. He wolfed down his breakfast chicken teriyaki and bean sprouts while I nibbled in between yapping. I wish I could do that everyday. Sit down with Augy for a sumptuous meal, spend time at home doing nothing with my brothers and have nice conversations with friends. With the boredom and insanity, my life is still beautiful. I am thankful that I wake up everyday to find that nothing is missing.

Thank you, Lord.

nothing like a yummy breakfast with the love of my life

happy (like nothing is ugly in the world)

i wish every day would be like this

feistylittle bitch
2:00 AM

Tuesday, April 03, 2007

Lazy...

I woke up in time for lunch today, spooned a little rice and fish into my mouth, drank a glass of water and went back to bed. I was roused by my phone's incessant ringing. Augy has been texting me all morning. I checked the time and realized that I have been sleeping for more than eight hours already. I walked lazily to the bathroom and took a quick shower. By the time I finished dressing up, my stomach was making grumbling noises. I didn't eat breakfast at all. Just the small servings I had for lunch. Not even a mug of Milo. I asked Kit if he wanted to eat pizza. I ordered a Family Super Supreme Sausage-stuffed crust Pan Pizza from Pizza Hut in Dasma. Since I purchased a Palm Card, I get a Hawaiian Pan Pizza for free. After two slices of pizza, I felt like puking my guts out. All this dieting has made eating normally a pain. I am stuffed. I'll skip dinner later and will just spend the night watching television. I tried to watch The Good Shepherd the other night but didn't finish it because I was so sleepy. I might watch it until the end later.

Here's a favorite poem by Maya Angelou:

Still I Rise
You may write me down in history

With your bitter, twisted lies,

You may trod me in the very dirt

But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?

Why are you beset with gloom?

'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells

Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,

With the certainty of tides,

Just like hopes springing high,

Still I'll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?

Bowed head and lowered eyes?

Shoulders falling down like teardrops.

Weakened by my soulful cries.
Does my haughtiness offend you?

Don't you take it awful hard

'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines

Diggin' in my own back yard.
You may shoot me with your words,

You may cut me with your eyes,

You may kill me with your hatefulness,

But still, like air, I'll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?

Does it come as a surprise

That I dance like I've got diamonds

At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history's shame

I rise

Up from a past that's rooted in pain

I rise

I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,

Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear

I rise

Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear

I rise

Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,

I am the dream and the hope of the slave.

I rise

I rise.

feistylittle bitch
6:25 PM

Life's Lessons

With only a day left for me to sleep, eat and relax, I decided to finally blog about my brother's graduation last week. I admit that I felt annoyed at having to go to Tagaytay. Not because I didn't want to be there for Kit's high school graduation but because I didn't want to take the bus. Adding to that was my mom's suggestion that I go alone. A shy person like me wouldn't last an hour in an auditorium packed with people who know each other and who would be inclined to talk and laugh while I sat there quiet and alone. Kit would be there of course but he would be sitting far from my seat so that made the idea even more appalling. Good thing, my lola was eager to come along so it cheered me up. I really wanted to be there for my brother on such a special day. Another surprise popped up before I went to bed. My dad would drive us to Tagaytay and stay there until the whole ceremony ends.

It was hard for me to wake up really early during my off because I am used to staying in bed until lunch. I usually sleep at 3 or 4 in the morning even if I feel sleepy. I have this desire to make the most of my off. I have to be awake the whole time just to feel how it is to be at home with my family. It was difficult to sleep before midnight but for the love of my youngest brother, I did. I woke up as soon as my lola entered my room, I ate breakfast in a jiffy and took a 20-minute bath. I made sure to dress up quickly lest my dad gets irritated by the amount of time I spend primping in front of the mirror.

We left the house at 6 in the morning. My dad decided to take the road going to Amadeo instead of passing by Aguinaldo Highway even if it would take longer for us to get to the Tagaytay International Convention Center. I enjoyed looking out the window and just taking the scenery in. My dad pointed out where our relatives live, a little bit of family history here and there. It felt good knowing that there's a place where I could always run to and feel safe. There's nothing like having a family I must say.

We got to the Convention Center a few minutes past 7. Parents and students milled around the entrance and I spent my time talking to my lola. By the time we were allowed to enter the place, we spotted some friends, Thea's lola, mom and brother. Thea is Kit's batchmate and they studied preschool together in a school near our home. They got separated during their elementary days and got reunited in high school. Thea and her family live in the village beside ours and my lola is friends with her lola because they used to wait for their apos in school. We hurried to the washroom before the ceremony started which was later than we expected.

Kit and Aron (he likes Thea so much that he would ask Kit to accompany him to her house all the time). They spend so much time together even eating meals at each other's homes.

My lola and chose seats near the stage so I can scurry forward to take snapshots. I had to chase Kit around just to get some pictures for him to remember his high school graduation by. The ceremony started late because the first speaker came in late. We prayed, sang songs of praise and listened to the speaker's words of encouragement for the graduates. I sang 'Great is Thy Faithfulness' at the top of my lungs. It felt good to sing that song after years of not going to church. I suddenly remembered how strong and secure I feel whenever I attend worship and listen to God's words. It felt good knowing that whatever happens, I can always rely on God to strengthen me.

The ceremony lasted for two hours. We listened to the salutatorian and valedictorian deliver their speeches. I choked back a sob when the salutatorian dedicated her medal to her parents. Those high school kids made me sniffle and wipe my eyes dry. I was seated near the girls and they cried even at the start of the salutatorian's speech. They hugged each other, laughed and cried some more. One pair stood out from the rest. I couldn't resist taking a snapshot of those two girls. They held hands the whole time they sang their graduation song, Like An Eagle.

So heartwarming

It was hard taking a picture of Kit accepting his diploma because of those horrid Styrofoam decors. The parents and other family members had to stay behind a line of COCC officers to keep things orderly. I ended up chasing Kit near the stage because he didn't stop for one last picture. Some of his female batchmates who included the girl he's courting laughed at the sight of us bickering with each other.

Picture na pinaghirapan ng ate

After the ceremony, my lola and I left Kit to spend some time with his friends. My dad who stayed in our AUV already made friends with a man who lives in a house just outside the convention center's gate. We bought three pots of plants from him before leaving for SM Dasma. We stopped by Silang to buy meat before eating lunch at the mall. We decided to eat at KFC because my dad was starving and it was the first fastfood we spotted upon entering the mall. I paid for the food feeling like a proper grownup again. I had to order two meals for Kit who ended up not finishing all his food. My dad ate his leftovers. Haha. My dad went home right after lunch, Kit met up with his friend and my lola went with me to the department store so I could look for board shorts.

I found really cute shorts at the Teens' Wear Department. It was a major achievement to fit into a pair of large board shorts made for teenagers. I saw Kit's schoolmate choose a pair with her mom. Feeling teenager ako. =)

My lola and I headed to Watson's and Jollibee before going home. I bought Mango de Crema Ice Craze for Gem. By the time we got home, the ice turned into liquid and I had to place the takeout plastic in the freezer for an hour before he could eat it.

Kit enjoyed high school so much. Last Friday, they were watching One Piece episodes on DVD when he said, 'Nakakadepress.'

It surprised me not fully realizing that kids like him who spend days laughing and hanging out get depressed too. I asked him why and his answer broke my heart.

'Wala nang high school.'

***

Kit: Ate, ate... Alam mo ba naiiyak na nga

ako nung graduation. Kaya lang nagpatawa yung classmate ko kasi maiiyak kami. Pagkatapos nun, di na ako naiyak.

Another time...

Kit: Nakakatuwa yung principal namin. Mahina kasi yung kuryente sa PCU tapos lahat ng rooms aircon... One time namatay yung aircon sabay umandar uli.

(Sir Morales: Hay naku, ang kuryente talaga sa PCU nagflufluctuate nanaman.)

Kit: Hindi alam ni Sir Morales yung classmates ko nasa likod ng room sa may control ng kuryente. Pinapatay nila tapos binubuksan uli. Hehe.

Me: Buti hindi nakuryente classmates mo!

Kit: May gloves eh. Na-guidance nga kami kasi nahuli pero nanonood lang naman ako eh. Tawa lang ako ng tawa.

Boys...

***
After I attended my brother's graduation, I felt intense longing to be with them. I love getting stuck at home with them doing nothing. I worry when Kit's not home after dark. My brothers are growing up and knowing that we'll soon lead separate lives in a few years makes me want to spend more and more time with them. My brothers keep me happy nowadays.

***
I have learned that I can listen to what people say about me and believe that what they think about me is who and what I am. I can let them convince me that I am the person they see me to be. But I refuse to be affected by people who have only known me in so short a time and yet have the guts to judge me. I will never let anybody hurt me by saying that there is something wrong with how I do and say things.

You don't know me. I won't waste my time knowing who you are. Just seeing how you act and knowing how you think made me realize that I do not want to be like you. Nor anywhere near you. I will not give you the right to hurt me in any way. I pity you. You are beneath me. Just by how you behave, you are way beneath me.

(Heck, you don't even know what a blog is...)

***
In two days, I have learned the painful lesson of forgiveness. Live and let live. I have grown to appreciate my family, my friends, Augy and every little thing about my life. Some things like my job suck but I have a home to run to at the end of the day and loved ones who care for me and know me in a way others don't. Those are enough. I am blessed beyond words. I am complete. I am safe.

feistylittle bitch
3:48 AM