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Tuesday, December 25, 2007

 

I've been itching for some lounge time at the beach and PJ indulged my cravings with a free trip to Romblon.  Well, almost free.  The only thing I had to pay for was the fare.  He loves the perks of his job while I love the perks of being his friend :p

Romblon's beaches are a far cry from Boracay, Bantayan, and Capones (my favorites!), but, as usual, the minute my soles made contact with sand…heaven!

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

PJ's next assignment is in Bataan.  They say there's a pretty nice and secluded beach there somewhere.  So I guess I'll be seeing Bataan soon!

Posted by pennylane at 4:40 PM | permalink | comments[5]

i’m a bitch

In her site, Djong's friend, Hamie, defines "BITCH" as a Babe In Total Control of Herself.

Perfect, ain't it?

Hope everyone's still having a Merry Christmas! :)  

Posted by pennylane at 12:32 PM | permalink | comments[5]

truths and lies

The truth has a way of revealing itself.

Always always.

No matter how long it's been hidden or has been ignored to avoid guilt.

And it's much harder to run away from because lies, they fade.  But the truth is like a stubborn itch.  It never goes away no matter how many times you scratch.

I came face to face with a torrent of truths last night.  On Christmas Eve, no less.  Someone Up There is does love me and is looking after me.  He doesn't want me to live in lies and go blindly about the remnants of betrayal.

Was I hurt?  No.  Or more appropriately, "not anymore."  Dissapointed?  Greatly.  

My mom used to tell me, "Mag-ingat ka sa mga binibitawan mong salita dahil 'pag lumabas na sila sa bibig mo, hindi mo na sila mababawi."  Much worse if you tell it to somebody else who's not even the inteded recepient of such crassness.

Why am I being vague?  Because it's not in my character to backstab.  It shouldn't be for any decent person. 

In an old friend's words, "Enough airing of dirty laundry."

Because the truth has a way of revealing itself.

Always always. 

—–

After this, I will no longer speak nor think of that truth.  I deserve better and such duplicity doesn't deserve space in my life.

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