Why I enjoyed the #BenGenWedn

Spoiler!! This blog post is the longest here at Twoditas! Hahaha. #BenGenWedn

Last March 2014 I was approached by my dear classmate Nang Gen and asked me to make her wedding invitation. I got so excited and prepared for it. I already had my experience in making invitations thus I warmly accepted her plea. We became so busy the next week buying the materials coz I had to finish it by 1st week of April. Makapoy pero nasadyahan ako mag ubra, biskan nag dungan sa amon Thesis Defense and Finals.

Amo sini ka gamo ang akon ulubrahan…C360_2014-03-29-22-13-28-745

Biskan diin lang my gamit. hehe..C360_2014-03-29-22-13-33-357

C360_2014-03-29-22-13-57-315C360_2014-03-29-22-13-06-976Lining up some of the finished covers. VC360_2014-03-29-22-13-16-097

And presenting my very beautiful friends who helped me with my ulubrahon. hehe.. Thank you friends! Kagwapa gd ya sa inyo ah. hehe

Edz!!! C360_2014-03-29-22-12-55-204

and Ninette…C360_2014-03-29-22-13-41-428

And Joey!! Hehe.. to be represented by a bouquet of flowerettes. hahaha Open-mouthed smileC360_2014-03-29-22-14-06-112Bw 3 weeks ko natapos ang 80 kabilog! Salamat sa Ginoo sa pasensya. hehe Open-mouthed smile …and adventure… (even went to Alimodian for the printing of the invi texts.)

Fast forward…

Tan… tan… ta… ran… Sa kasal. haha.. Uh uhm… Ano akon part man?! Hahaha. Wedding Coordinator!!! Hahaha. I found it really funny to be one… wala ko lang na sapak una ang akon part.. not until on the wedding itself. Pero na mangkot2 man ko kun ano ang gna ubra sang WC. Oh thank you Lord sa experience. Sya n gali ang naga check sang every bit of  the little details on the wedding – pins of the veil Thumbs up, matches and candles Thumbs up, kneeling pillow Thumbs up, front table Thumbs up, whole program Thumbs up, corsages for everyone Thumbs up, bouquets Thumbs up, and many itsybitsy more!! Wohoo!!

I super enjoyed gd yah!! First time ko mag attend wedding nga more akon gna ubra.. wew. pero… SADYA!!! Smile Thanks Nang Gen!! Knami gli sang bouquet mo.. haha

Ay,. btw.. speaking of bouquet, thanks for the surprise Nang. Another first naman ni. hehe..

At midnight before the wedding, gn clear ko na ang mga na bilin ko nga ulubrahon – making flower balls for the bride’s maids – sang sapwan namon ang duha ka balde nga mga bulak. And speaking of the bulaks – WALA PA GLI BOUQUET AND LITTLE BRIDE, BRIDAL CAR, MAID OF HONOUR AND BRIDE!!! Hahahaha.. Basi na overlook ko lang, pero wala na sang bugtaw nga kabalo mag ubra bouquet, so no choice kaysa wala sila bouquet pag ka aga. hehe. I did tried my best sa pag ubra biskan wala gd ko ga commit sa isa ka ubra nga wala ko na preparahan.. pero natapos ko man ang apat ka bouquet.. sa bugay sang Ginoo. hehe.

>>>> Bridal Car flower piece. I just mixed yellow and white ‘mansanillas’ (not sure sa name Sad smile) with lilies for an elegant go!IMG_4148106_0022

>>>> Uhmm.. Nami no???!!! Sabat HUO!! Pilitay na ni ya. Presenting the Bride with her bouquet and me with the Maid of Honour’s One!! Hahaha..

Manang wanted an allwhite bouquet but I added black lace flowerettes around it para ma neutralize and color and magstand out man sya sa white gown n Manang. Unfortunately, nag ka la hulog ang mga ribbonettes ky siguro indi hugot akon pag butang. hehe.. (Sorry, tuyo na siguro. hehe)

As with the Maid of Honour, yellow kuno nga bulak ang ibutang, pero nagpapansin gd ya ang red ek ek (forgot the name of the red one), so gn butang ko man. Bw!! Pag kakita ko sang bayo n Miss Lynn, didto ko na relate nga mayo lang gn butangan ko red, atleast wala nag camouflage sa iya yellow nga bayo. hehe. Well, atleast I trusted my instincts. heheIMG_4790

Am so sorry, nabilin ang iya ka little bride nga bouquet sa balay sang bride. Ahay. hehe

Presenting to you the stage design by the Bride’s Auntie –> Tita Venus (Well, fc fc dn pag my time.. nkikiTita.. hehe)>>>>

The stage went all out na sa motiff sang kasal – red, yellow and black. Unusual para sa kasal ang black nga motiff, pro for me, la man lang na problema ah… self expression man lang na ya.. hahaha

Ang aisle kun diin ang bride kag iya entourage naglakat asta sa designated seats nila..106_0098

Oh how I also love their setup – church + reception!! Wew. No dead air, no waste of time sa pag transfer halin church to reception. And no wonder nga mo ni nga kasal ang ‘no boring moments.’ hahaha.. tanan nga time na utilize gd.

Now.. presenting the seats and table arrangement. The caterer was just so good. pero daw may d lang ko namian sa isa sa mga tawo nila. hehe.. buringot sa peak hours nila!! hahaha.. whatever!! observation ko lang. pero all in all, okay naman sila. hehe >>>>> 

Special mention ang mga prenup photos ni Rapoy as the pieces sa gift station. Well done Rap!! >>>>106_0125

Wow! Grandest cake ever! hehe.. as in gd yah nga nag blend well sya sa background.

Epic Giveaways!! Aaaah.. cute2 gd ya. hehe.. for inquiries sa giveaways call (033) 5248061.


The happenings on the stage during the ceremony with Ptr. Ernelito Ajito and Ptr Sandy Villases officiating…!!106_0090

After the Veil and Cord Ceremony.. >>>>IMG_4496

The Ring Ceremony.. >>>>>IMG_4465

(Permission to Post) RATED SPG: The MOST MEMORABLE PART OF ALL EK EK!! The KISS!! The 10second KISS!!! WAAAAAAAAA!! Kakililig!! HAHAHAHAHA.IMG_4524


Okay.. Tapos ko na present ang mga important details sang kasal. haha.. Mga kinuging ko naman Open-mouthed smile

Ahahaha. gn himo background ang reception. Well… bahala ka.. intsindiha lang. hahaIMG_4794

Oooops.. ri kmi gli hu. haha. mga tga ISAT!! SmileIMG_4660IMG_4806

Okay.. back to the crayzee post of me… >>>>

Me with Manang Gen!! The dazzling, blooming, pretty, beautiful huo na!! tanan na gn hambal ko na!!… HAPPIEST BRIDE!! Hehehe. Thank you for letting me took part sa isa sa pina ka sadya mo nga adlaw Manang!! SmileIMG_4789IMG_4790

Am just so happy too!! HahahaIMG_4788

Oh, sin o maka dare photobomb sa Newly Wed abeeer?! DEFINITELY ME!! ONLY!! HahahaIMG_4797

Indi magbalikid nang. Huya ko. hahaIMG_4799

Peace Manang!! HahahaIMG_4798

Moments sa stage!! hehe.. ky kun ga ubra ka sa behind the scene, after the ceremony or event ka lang gd mka moment sa stage!! hehe.


“Makaon ta gd ka!! Hulat lang!! So for now, ma ritual ko anay. hehe” – Me to the LetchongBaboy!! HahahaIMG_4777

WAAHH!! @2pm, finally, naka kaon na!! hehe


Kaya mo na wel!! HahahaIMG_4813

After Lunch!! Photographers + Video Incharge + the Wedding Coordinator!! Hahaha. (Lubos2 ko na ang pag gamit sang Wedding Coordinator nga address!! Hahaha.. Talagsa man lang ni Smile)IMG_4854IMG_4853

Extras!! Extras!! Hehehe

Anong nangyayari sa likod mo Wel?! HahahaIMG_4167

Meet the Gown photog slash Stylist/s!! HahahaIMG_4129


Moment with the Letchon!!IMG_4780

Pahuway huway ta gamay!! Haha. with brader Cyra!

Ahh!! Kmusta ang bib mo sa likod wel?! Hahaha. PEACE Disappointed smile

Oh!! Salamat gd liwat Manang!! Wew! Such a memorable experience gd yah!! hehehe. God bless you and Manong as you start your new life together!! Smile #BenGenWedn


Oooops. Before I totally end this post, Indi n gali akon mga kuha nga pics!! Thank you sa pag pahulam sini mga Brad Noel, Phil and Cy!! Hehe Open-mouthed smile Kabay mag lawig kmo dire sa earth. hahaha



Thank You Zillionth X!

Philippians 1:6, Being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.

Let me recall what had happened half a decade ago…

I was asked by my folks about my college plans which tempted me to be so firm in taking IT. ‘Ma IT ako ah! Kabalo na ko ya mag computeeeher!’ And there it went together with my parent’s approval because in 2009, IT boomed to an explosion, triggered my curiosity toward computers and stuff related. I hate to admit but when Mrs. Valsado interviewed me after passing the entrance exam and asked me why I chose IT (of all courses) I answered with a firm “..because I wanted to design a website!” Later did I come to my senses nga fourth year pa gali ang Web Design nga subject! Imagine ang apat ko ka tuig nga hulat just for that dream!

I struggled to survive It – for real. Ngaa?! Wala gd ko ya kabalo nga mang program program gli sa IT.

I failed twice to two subjects where I found to be so strange – C++ and Computer Electronics.

C++ was so strange because I can’t bear the integration of the pseudocoding to the real programming… or because my ‘close mindset’ issue enters in. (When I don’t like a thing I won’t focus to it. Kag nagaka kontento naman ko ya sa kun ano man lang ang grade ko) I also felt traumatized whenever my Instructor would discuss some alien topics and let you kiss him when you violate some rules. In my case – I always come to the class late and thus a kiss on the cheeks made my day so in a bad mood. Not a good scenario to study well. I hated programming and I can’t visualize my life 10 in the future in this field.

Next subject to fail me (or better yet, I FAILED TO) was the Computer Electronics. I don’t know why or maybe because of wrong timing – with the subject itself or of the teacher. I complied with all the requirements and had grades nga pwede naman mka pasar kun dugangan sang Human Consideration. I admit twas my fault man kun nga na frustrate ako sang bonga. Abi ko HS pa nga papasaron ko nila ky indi ko abi believer sang 5.0 that time. When the releasing of grades came I eagerly approached my teacher who was busily playing a computer game in his desk and asked about my grade status, he replied “Ay, Leving… uhm.. singko ka”.. pagkatapos ya lantaw sang final exam score ko… Way na ni chansa.. singko ni..” I was so shocked, yet I still managed to answer him back, “Ti my project man ko Sir.. Pasar man ko sa practical kg quizzes..” Ay, kag adto, wala nya na ako gd sapak.

That was the time that I finally gulped what college was – Professors won’t waste nor give their time to students not on their line of attention; 5.0 is possible; negotiating with a Prof requires right timing; You have to deal with frustration (it is inevitable.)

After two years and many times nga likaw kg panago, na teacher ko liwat si Sir kag nabal an ko kun ngaa gn fail nya ako or should I say kmi – ky first time sya gli naka hatag 5.0… abaw nanamian. Trip2 ya lang gali. Hamakon nga duha ko katuig gn move on-an! Wew. LIFE!

In college, I had my own bunch of lessons learned (ask when needed, speak when you wanted to be heard, keep quiet when you’re wrong and apologize after, do what you’re assigned to and laugh when your right), opportunities valued (CHS NC II passed and Career Service Professional Exam aced!), mistakes corrected (I became complacent in our thesis where my only task was to document everything), subjects failed, repeated, complied and passed.

As I search for my life’s purpose and God’s will sa akon kabuhi, kun ngaa nkatapos ako sa IT nga kurso let me thank the people nga nangin instrumento sang Ginoo sang iya kayo sa akon:

To my College Instructors, Profs and Teachers sa ila pag mold sa akon, biskan abi nila wala sila impact sa amon – there is! Naging strong and matured kmi sa pag atubang sang amon future nga pag gawi sa kalibutan. Thank you Sirs and Ma’ams! Indi ko na kmo pag ngalan tag isa isa. Hehehe. Naukit naman kmo sa akon heart. Lablablab!

To mo Thesis Groupmates Patin and Terai! My ara gd kmo! Hahaha. Lamat gd!

Sa mga seminarians nga akon stress reliever and inspiration man.. Nang Mahal, Siripay, Agot, Jez, PBem, Kith, Boss’n, Adin, Ptr. Den SALAMAT GID! Kada kadto ko sa Doane mag Youthour, gakadula temporarily akon stress and naga cooldown and pressure sa utok ko.. Kada kita ko sa inyo, gka touch gd ko sa inyo mga aura nga very lively and joyful. Thank Jesus for you Guys! J

Sa akon mga Titos and Titas nga wala naga untat pangamuyo and suporta sa akon: Tito Nards Samson, Tita Jenny Huenda-Bacabac, Tita May Vinas and Family, Tita Arlene A. Francisco and Family, Tito Bong Ancino, Tito Ban Babao and family, Nanay Nening and Tatay Harry Arana, Uncle Bobong Leving and family, Tita Norie Arsulo, Tito Joey and Tita Ging2 Agrabio, Tita Ging2 And Kol Dondon Villeta (sa laptop nga gnpagamit nila.) and sa mga indi ko mangalanan nga mga tawo nga nangin part sang akon college life – Thank you gid! I know my balos g dang Ginoo sa inyo nga mga kaayo.

And especially to Tita April Soldevilla and Family sa mga libre nga sakay sa ila tarak tarak kun wala bakante ang Ceres kag sa mga libre nga pamahaw, panyaga, tulog sa ila mansion kun ma alangan si Nanay ka bisita sa akon sa siti. Indi lang sa mga material nga bagay kundi pati man sa mga encouragements and prayers nga ila gina hatag sa akon kag sa akon pamilya.

ImageImageTo my Nanay nga naga luto foods ko kis a, naga sekreto tunghol sa akon sang balon dugang sag n hatag n tatay, naga tinir sa akon sa dalan ka hulat ka ceres, gapugong sa akon mag balik syudad kun gab e na, ga tawag sa akon tungang gab e ky mangamusta sa gwapa ya nga bata, gapati nga GWAPA gd man ang bata ya, biskan matagsing sang tingog kg ga tingkarag ang buhok – SALAMAT GD NAY! Bw ambot sa imo, haha. Pasugti na ko mag abroad please. Hehehe. Salamat gd liwat sa imo kaayo, prayers, love and care! You’re the best mothaa ever! (much more than my future mothaa in law! hahaha)

ImageTo Tatay Dear! Tay! Sorry, diploma jacket lang anay ha, next month lang ang diploma nagd. Hahaha. There is this joke on my graduation day nga naham ot ko gyapon asta subong – Samtang ga suk2 ko sang akon boots, gn pakaptan ko ky tatay ang akon diploma jacket, nakibot sya kag nag hambal “Abaw, amo lang ni ang balos sa lima ta ka tuig nga gasto anak?” nakibot man ko kag nag kadlaw. Hahaha. Salamat gd sa mga gab e nga gapulaw ka kapangita sang mga galastohon ta, overtime bi al sang kahoy para ibaligya (joke! hahaha), sa mga dominggo nga aton story ang illustration mo sa wali, sa mga reminders nga indi malipat mangamuyo, kag mag matutum gds a pag alagad biskan ga eskwela palang ako tay! I really thank God for you tatay! 2in1 ka gd ya! Tatay na Pastor pa! Now, its pay back time!

Gay! Salamat sa kada gab e mo nga unknowingly remind sa akon nga mag tudo eskwela ky ma eskwela Kaman after ko! Hahaha. You are indeed my inspiration! HAHAHA. Labyo!

Sa tanan, salamat gd! This is a long letter… kun natapos mo n basa, salamat gd! Classmate ta gd ka ya! Hahaha


ImageEunice Gine P. Leving

BS Information Technology Graduate

Western Visayas College of Science and Technology

Batch 2014***********************************************************************************

PS. Here are some memorable grad pics of mine! 🙂 In Random order.


My real batchmates! Standing: Darwin, Dolpo, Mak, Cy Sitting: Tin, Edz, Drea, Me and TeraiImage

My bestfriend – Stupid Patin! 😛

ImageSelfie Greys and Yuyi

ImageWith Mawee. My dear daughter. Hahaha. LA TATAY!!!


My Family. Overexposed! Hahaha. Pasagdi..

ImageWith Anabelle. Hahaha. My ever beautiful OJT Buddy!

ImageWith Tita Arden. My fellow Grad. hehe. She bloomed twosome with her baby inside her!ImageWith my pretty boardmate Grecille! 🙂 Congrats Gres! HeheheImagePatial sa init should I say. Wew. Ang huling sakripisyo. Hehehehe



The sun will set na… yet the program is sigi pa. hahahahah


Let’s have a #GradSelfie. Daw sa Oscars lang. hahahaha


Joey!! Kaw lang ang kulang!


Really happy Lhav?! Hahahaha


Ang mga bayi nga nag agwanta sa akon sa Thesis namon. hahaha. Salamat gd Patin and Terai! 🙂 You two are just so gorg! 🙂


My shot right after the end of the program.



With my High School Algebra Teacher Mam Boko. Thank you Mam!


Hello Sunset! 🙂 As you peep through that tassle, let our hurts and frustrations sets with you and be replenished by tomorrow’s sunrise. So is our dreams and visions be upon with the rising sun. Congratulations Batch 2014 Graduates! 🙂


Papansin! Kabay ma Pansin man. haha


I’ll be a lot happier if i’ll be given with these 2 AWESOME Christian Books on my graduation! Lord!! Hear me. I want these 2!! Hahahaha. Salamat! I had read Gayle Haggard’s Why I Stayed and it blew my understanding to million miles when it comes to tempted and sinned christians (especially myself). And there’s this one again – Courageous Grace! Oh my. Gusto ko gd ni ya. haha. Plus na ni ang Growing Up by  the Duggar Girls! Salamat in Advance. haha


For Previews:

Courageous Grace —> click here.

Growing Up by the Duggar Girls —> click here.

Journal Entry: “The Rebellious Me” 02-03-14


My Tat. 3 inks rather. I was in my super consciousness when I put these inks in me. I really wanted these. I WANT THESE! But why? What if I permanently inked my body and not tell everyone? Would it still matter to have a little tat on a visible part? No.

All my life, I searched for reasons for my existence. Many whys covered my mind that prompted me to lived a life of pretences, I struggled with it though but not strong enough to overcome it. I lived with the world – under the roof of a Christian family… saved mother… saved father… and more with a saved roommate sister. I know that it’s wrong yet I still entertain the enemy that caused it (the pretences).

Sin. I struggled to overcome it. Really.

I tattooed my body because I wanted to know what really was in me. In my heart. I’ve never been so serious about everything. When my mother shared the gospel to me some 13 years ago (Dec 11, 2001, during our Christmas and Thanksgiving Celebration) I followed because that’s what I think is an obligation to be done and that when you had already “baton Jesus”, He will really be happy and my mother be so joyful for having her eldest accepted Jesus. I don’t really understand what I’m going through as a third grader. All I remembered was that I’m laughing when I recited the prayer after my mother. Little did I know that that epic joke of me would haunt me when I grow up. But somehow, I know the seed of the gospel were implanted in my heart but not truly watered and fertilized and craves to save my weird self.

I’ve had a rebellious spirit in me growing up, which sometimes a question would pass by my mind, that why do I still lie, still disobedient, still disrespectful, though my parents had their equal parts in disciplining me. May it start through simple pinches at my butt to intense kneeling to salt with rice grains peppered with spanks of guava stems. We seem to experience these disciplinary acts like ordinary kids and have to understand that it’s for our own good – but deep inside me, I rebel. I object. But I don’t have the guts to fight my Tatay who happens to be my pastor too. I’m just scared, I bet. I followed all his advices, his words, but when I have a chance, I sin. Something in me tells that I have to disobey him.

At a turning point of our lives – between middle grade – my desire to be bad was seasoned with extreme problem in church where in our full support was needed for our Pastor. He struggled to maintain his composure when half of the church’s population where going to another church without proper permission, plus a tempting call to pastor a church some island away of Panay. As one of his daughters, I have to be strong for him, for Nanay – for him to discern and make decision for our own good and in God’s will. Because I think, that’s what family would be. My Tatay is a human, thus an acceptable reason for him being hurt when persons close to his heart would leave him without goodbyes.

Rebellious I still creep in, through me losing desire to church activities – teaching children, daily devotions and everything! I attended the Sunday services – sleeping with eyes open, mind not working. I just don’t mind it… or maybe, I just lack follow up (because my Tatay was too preoccupied with some serious problems in church. He even had hypertension and U.T.I. because of stress.) Our church’s ministry was tampered because of my affected Tatay. That lasted for about four years. He had to start to scratches the same way he started it ten years ago. But I know Jesus still had His best plan for us. He could turn a scratch to a masterpiece. But we’re somewhat late to realize it.


My make or miss years were in my highschool days. Every time I did something against my parents, I have in me a happy feeling. I just wanted to be free, from all their advices (which I then thought like I’m always wrong) and all their bible-speakings. I found it so nakakasakal. Secretly, I didn’t know that I’m already rebelling from them – much more from our Lord Jesus Christ.

I struggled to be perfect. I enjoyed the show outwardly. I thought I was born to be an actress in front of the church members and the community. I walk graciously, dress accordingly, speak decently and act queenly and lady like.

It was in late high school that I gradually realized reality. I badly wanted to cut my hair short. I badly wanted to dress liberally. I wanted to have a girlfriend. I wanted to smoke. I wanted to be drunk – coz I wanted to taste the bitter beer. I somewhat hated my parents, every time they would not allow me to do those things – but at the end of the day, I resort to my only choice – accept their decision and understand that it is for my own good. In my heart – I OBJECT!

I may have understood them the biblical way but I struggled to keep my self near God. It was though my relationship with Him was not that stronger. In my mind that time were questions that I can’t seem to answer and that I’m afraid to ask my parents too.

I would have questioned why they abstained from drinking beers, that’s why they missed the fun. I would have questioned why I should keep my hair longer and that I’m tired to comb it. I would have questioned why I’m not allowed to have real close boy friends – cause they were just so gentle and no problem. I would have questioned why we have to attend fellowships and camps, when in fact we were doing it all through our lives. (I couldn’t feel the results of the camps because I was blinded by insecurities, discontentment and bitterness.)

High school came and belonging to the highest section in first year was such a privilege due to the fact that I belong to a mediocre group in my elementary days. It was a year filled of busy days, proud little self, good exam scores, insecurities and less mature disposition.

Busy days started from a morning war with my parents every time I refuse to wake up before 6am thus giving me enough reason to blame my parents that they’re the reason for me not praying in the morning. I would then rush to taking a bath and would grab my breakfast then go on to school. At school, I became so competitive without making much effort to be. I wanted to have high scores but not studying. I wanted to be friends with everybody that’s why I became a laughing stock effortlessly. I wanted to be famous, that’s why I play safe to maintain a good image. One time I farted in public, I felt that I was drowning to forever in shame. That’s how badly I wanted to be me.

All that I had remembered about me and Jesus in high school was when I had a debate in Araling Panlipunan about religion. Attention: RELIGION only. But that could also include Jesus there. I argued with my classmates about the doctrine of idolatry – controversies of graven images, rosaries, novenas, etc. My Tatay even became our guest speaker to talk about Jesus to the entire class. After the debate I was shivering, happy and proud that I had the best Tatay in earth to promote our religion (and maybe they would be sired to worship with us in our church). Because at that time, I noticed that only me and my sister populated our YPs Org in church. I may question why so few of us yet I did nothing.

Whenever there’s something that requires prayer, I just stay at a corner, do nothing and wait for results. I depended on other’s prayer. When they can pray, let them.

Prayer meant nothing to me more than getting my wants. 

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Tribute has never been this cheesy. Hahaha


I connive with this beautiful lady every day of every week, month and year.

 I just can’t imagine nga ang bata sadto nga tga abaga ko lang, nga dagko2 unto, maitom kag hiposon amo na subong ang role model nga gna pati ko.. more pa kis-a sa mga sugo kag advice ni Nanay kg Tatay. Stress reliever kun sya akon ka-estorya but had the ability to create new stresses in me. Hahaha. Isa lang ko ka singgit bala. Wew. Pero I know, langga mo ko ya, biskan wala ka gd ka ILabYo sa akon (eversince my ears and heart remembered. lol) But, I can feel it. Hahaha.

Bw salamat sa pag baya mo sa akon height, sa akon skincolor and sa maturity. Truly, daw ikaw na ang magulang subong. Hahahay. Maayo lang ky nag ugyon ka man sa akon pagiging loveless and sa pag pati sa ‘first love’ kaangay sang paghigugma-anay ni TayKagNay. Kun wala, baw ambot nalng. hehe

You’ve been with me through my darkest years, my rebellious years – short hair, miniskirts, ear piercing, 5.0’s, cutting classes and tattoos. I know you had understand why I’m like that.. (I’m struggling over this weak flesh, peer pressure and resisting temptation, that’s why.) I’m a terrible sinner, the reason why I deserve Jesus.. 

Through your eye I recognize that you worry for me, sa akon mga gna panghimo, and I’m sorry gd kun na deadma ko nga naga undergo ka na sang depression and anxiety attacks – secretly. I’m stiff and cold abi (But I never fail to pray for you). I don’t know how to comfort you.. to ease your burdens (nga isa ako sa ila. haha) I dunno how to deal with your mood swings and ka suplada. All I JUST know was how to make you laugh and forget those enemies’ work. That’s why I became your clown, trying to cover all those people’s talks and blahblahs about you, your self pities and all.

Thank God for you, Galang. Baw kun wala ikaw, ano nalang ako?! Hahaha. Di ba, cheesy? Let me, coz I know, ilisipon nalng ang mga tinu-ig nga single ka, ang indi na ako ang imo tawo nga dalangpan sa panahon nga indi ka ma intindihan sang iban nga tawo. Baw, daw indi ko mabaton, subong palng. Pero I have to accept nga sooner manging ‘In a Relationship’ kna. Ahay.. T.T

Panumduma lang nga sa kada ba-isay kag inaway ta – opposite aton gna mean ha. Hehehe. Don’t worry, ikaw lang gd  ya ang PINAKASUPLADA ko nga Manghod! WALA NA SANG IBAN. Hahaha. Ri lang di si Ate kun gnpaturungan ka naman ni Nanay kay ka suplada sa imo. Ri lang di ‘tol kun indi mo na carry ang ka kilig kun ara si Crush (aaaayiiiii. Hahahahaha). Ri lang di si Eunice kun kinahanglan mo sang ulugtasan. Hahaha.

ILabYo Gaygay. Hahaha.

-Ate N!

Crisis on Shoes :>


My 2 years old pair of shoes are retiring na. wew. Maybe I just need a new one for g________t__n.. Hahaha.. Ahay. Tay. Nay. Nahuya lang ko mangayo. Pero bugnaw nagd ya ang salog kun mag lakat ko, ga lusot na akon kumulagko. Hahahahahahaha. Pero sige lang, ma antos lang ko anay. Hahaha


Hear me Lord. Hehe



Snippets #20: Too Late :(


Sorry Lord. Had tattooed my middle and point fingers with henna last night due to my obsessed desire to have one. I am aware of the results and have it painted on a place where it could be hidden (so they can’t see it.. else I would be reprimanded). I slept with it while still wet and woke up with messed black abstract chaos tsu tsu ek ek on my innocent other fingers. To my dismay.. Look what happened.. Huhuhu. Have to deal with this for two weeks, not unless if this could be fixed with a cuticle remover (as they suggest.) Urgh!

Di na ko mag liwat. 😦