Archive for January, 2008
for our monthsary, i bought her a box of crayons. yung 48 naman. yung may pantasa sa likod. o di ba galante. haahahah, i know, if i were dating someone in kindergarten. (oo na, parang mali na yung image, but still.)
happy four, you. mwah. *loves*
(p.s. i was writing you a very feminist fairy tale when the power went out sa casa this morning. parang may message lang si universe. hahha. so. for the meantime, this.)
her 49th, should have been.
from what i wrote about her two years ago:
It’s different now.
I’m not sure if she’d be happy that they are; a part of me’s scared she’d hate me for some of the things I’ve done to myself - the vices I’ve acquired, the beliefs I have decided to stand by, some choices I have made.
But really, even if she does, I’d still wish she were here.
happy birthday, mom.
i. from jeanette winterson, oranges are not the only fruit: (and one other thing)
talk about presidential races is EVERYWHERE. so hillary wins in new hampshire after losing to obama in iowa. so chuck norris is supporting a republican. so erap is thinking of running for president.
small news compared to this.
patikim pa lang yan.
and now, for your birthday present:
notes: i woke this morning with a jolt. after spending a good part of last night alternating between winterson’s ‘lighthousekeeping’ and thoughts of what to do for your birthday, it was only this morning that this occurred to me.
happy birthday love. here’s to you and the years ahead. <3