Wednesday, May 18

sundae cone ..tsalap! by the way, its 1:35 am..hehe…im hungry…cant wait for stripe to pick me up for our “lunch” date…lunch date in the morning…ha!

I AM SEETHING WITH ANGER.

i don’t understand why some people have to make pakialam somebody else’s files and folders.

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Harvest Time

Clockwise : Joshua “Etoy” Hurgo, 5 ; Francis Coronado, 2 mos; Nel Patrick “Neicky”, 2;
Nav and Etoy playing, Angelica “Chocolate” de Leon, 2 mos; Neicky and Juju;
Juliana Antonette “Juju” Hurgo, 1.7; Juju and Nav;
Center : Nathanael “NAV” Bunsoy-Visca

There has been a great harvest of babies in our clan. If it isn’t my youngest tita,
my cousins would be giving birth or their wives getting pregnant.

Angel – Niece. Just last Sunday, Angelica(the baby yawning at the bottom left) was baptized.
My mom calls her Chocolate. Yep, as in Chocolate the comedianne.
She’s not that dark , reddish actually. Hehe.

Etoy – Cousin. My bf’s tukayo. That’s why i always tell him ‘I love you, Joshua’. Teehee.

Juju – Etoy’s younger sister. This little angel is my cousin and goddaughter. Very pretty.
I just noticed that she’s acts a lil tomboyish. She’s not that pagirl
unlike the other girl babies I know. Brusko ika nga.

Francis – the baby is based in Canada together with his parents. His dad is younger than me
so I was shocked when I found out he’s gonna have a baby. So soon.
The father was just a little boy when he left the country and now he’s a dad. Darn.
He was named Francis because he has the same birthday as our Lolo Kiko.

Neicky – oh this cute little pig. Just the other day, i found him at my cousin’s place
eating pancit canton. He won’t stop. Maaan, walang tigil talaga sa lamon.
Yep, he doesn’t eat. He does only know lamon. Hehe. My cousin told me it’s actually the
boy’s second plate. Meaning, he already consumed 1 plastic of lucky me plus that one
plate he was eating.  Give him anything and he’d gladly take ’em. Takaw!

Nav – the Bunsoy-Visca’s first baby. I love this boy so much. He’s my very smart Nephew.
He can say and do a lot of things now. Very talented. You’ll be amazed by how he can sing and dance.
Sumusunod sa galaw talaga. He’s also fond of instruments. I know he’ll be a great musician someday .
Having great singers for his parents, the boy is musically inclined.
He knows how to strum the guitar and play the drums….nasa timing.
He’ll be my future kids’ kuya. Hehe.

So when’s the next baby coming out? And whose baby?
Hopefully , my sister’s. I want another pamangkin. Haha!

i’m going back to school next year to obtain a master’s degree. but i have yet to decide which course to take. gawd. i planned on enroling this coming school year but i still haven’t put much thought on it. im still weighing my options. doing a personal SWOT analysis. hehe. i don’t wanna enrol naman just for the sake of enroling and waste my money. next year. i will. promise.

Manufacturing feasibility of Ltd “ARIAR” is 300-350 t. per year. This corresponds to the demands of technical conditions or RA 37461291.3558-2004 and is produced according to the technological regulations, with observance of sanitary norms and rules. ~~~

—> what the heck do i know about malic and fumaric acid production? how am i supposed to write about the topic? i hate writing for clients with products such as these. keywords are too technical. scientific. that even if i try to google for their meaning, i still can’t understand ’em. science. it’s haunting me again. this can be another anise in the making. grrr. careful reah. will definitely have ariar approve the seo pages first.

The unfornate subjects of my first attempt in using Image Ready. Notice the uncanny resemblance. Spooky eh? Hehe. Make that more amazing. God is so wise to have made this happen. You’d be more suprised if you get to see my sister’s pics and compare them with Nav’s. But what’s weirder is that when you see the father’s baby pics, you’d think that that the kid and dad are one. Amazing. Weird. But cute. Haha!  

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Stripe is sick. I don’t know why. His fever got worse and he’s been vomiting and with chest pains.  It’s just so sad that I can’t visit him. I told him to see the doctor already but he won’t budge. But what’s cute is when he told told me saying, “Tom gagaling na ko. Tapos date na tyo.” Eew. Corny. But that simple text made me smile. I’ll come visit him if he isn’t okay by tomorrow. Pls pray for him.

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Can somebody tell me where  I can buy top-quality t-shirts and where can I have them printed? It’s for a business Ying and I are planning to start. Help! We need money so we can buy her Pink Cadillac and my Yellow Lotus Elise. Wehehe.

But kidding aside, we really need quality t-shirts and printing. Pls email me at reahmb@gmail.com.

Here are our Dream Cars:

Note: Ying photoshopped the Pink Cadillac and placed herself inside. Teehee!

As Marcus puts it, “Sheer and Utter Genius”… 

I really hope this would be the last.
I’m really not used to going to the beach noh?
I never learn.

I am so stupid.

Set me apart, I know you’re drawing me to Yourself…
Lead me Lord, I pray.

I once received a word that God would use me mightily in building His kingdom. Blindly and unknowingly, I heeded to the majestic call. Grabbed every opportunity I knew would glorify the Maker. At one point in my life, I even thought that God was calling me full time. But each time I minister in different ways, He reveals that I am meant for even greater things. That I am destined to walk a different path and live a life set apart for His glory.

I started to serve God at a very young age. Doing things I thought then would make my Father happy even if I sometimes felt they were foolish. But God spoke and made me realize that I am serving the Master and not the other servants.

I’ve stepped out from the comfort zone. God allowed me to be what I know He wants me to be. And do the things He asks me to do. As I respond to Him with all I have, God has placed in me a melody only I can sing…only I can understand. A melody that God whispered to me. Something that can’t pass even man’s understanding. Even I f I tell them, they will never understand. For it is God’s song to me that gives me the freedom that I need.

As the spirit touches my life, I humbly come and bow down before the God of the heavens. I find His Son Jesus’ word a balm for my hurting soul. I find the Holy Ghost’s companionship, sweet embrace, and renewing of my spirit especially wonderful.

I long for the day when every part of the body is delighted with each others function. No manipulations. No criticism. No structure. No more rebellion. Only what is written in the Scripture and become the royal people God wants us to be.

At times, I am disheartened of what the body has become. Jesus did not meant for His church to be too methodical. To be legalistic. To be so unbecoming of what Jesus wants.

Jesus was dragged by His feet whenever and wherever the Spirit led Him. I can’t wait to do just that. To walk the similar path Jesus set His dirty feet on. As I excitedly run into His arms, again and again, I will become a history maker, a prime mover, a shaker of the world I am in. By His grace, by His power..as He wills.