Y .Tuesday, April 17, 2007.
on-blog-leave
"i need a lot of rest and my grandpa left us"
Y .Monday, April 09, 2007.
who and what do i miss?
i miss the classroom and the noise that filled our four-cornered house during school days. i miss my classmates who laughed when i was called as 'catherine', who laughed when ivan started his jokes, who keep on shouting when it's time to clean (special mention: TANOD loida. hehe!!!), who sang 'alive alive' so loud, who cram during project submission, who complain when portfolios nourished our preety black eyebags, who don't review during quizzes and exams, who completed my life and my classmates who have been a great instrument for my development. i miss my friends in st. raphael who have been my true company (kuhlet, cathy dj, laiza, nhilynn, navs, shan, milka, kuya chard, etc.) i miss ma'am morales (sobra!), ma'am prado and ma'am angeles. i also miss turingan who shouted on us. hmp! haha!
i miss "jabvick"-jo, jim (?), aprille, basil, vennice, ivan, christian, cj and kim. i miss our mcdo, mister donut and jollibee trippings. i miss our songs, our bonding, our "gitarahan" moments and our game, TYCOON.
hayyy... i miss everything. i miss you like crazy. haha.
retreat
i'll be attending a retreat. i'm excited. i hope we'll have fun.
Y .The Girl.
she is cathy.
she loves to love.
she likes to like.
she listens to speak.
she fears to find courage.
she blogs to see herself.
Y .Her Cravings.
she starves for a sundae.
she wouldn't ignore a yummy spaghetti.
her tummy accepts black forest though full.
her hands are open to receive gadgets.
i am "she" and "her".
and "i" really crave for
green stuffs.
Y .Scream Delivery.
your scream is a scoop of ice cream. no matter what the flavor is, it will be brought in my mouth. whatever words it contains, it'll taste sweet.
Y .Her Friends.
Y .Her Memories.
Y .Music Playing.
any recommendations?
Y .Credits.
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