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Thursday, May 19, 2005
here's a new entry. aren't you surprised that im posting almost everyday now? can i just say that i am quite forced to do so. coz as far as i know, there are at least two people out there who are bored to bits and has got nothing to do but surf the net and read my blog. who are these people? my brother and vinci. but honestly, i am rather thankful that they always end up being here, reading my posts. [panget and vinci, whenever i tell you guys this: nakakainis kayo, ba't nyo binabasa? nagiinarte lang ako. haha.] *** its not safe to disclose my real identity online, i know. but right now, i just feel like doing so. i am kristine joi bunoan. some say that my given name is beautiful (thanks.)and its just so not right for me to use the nick i am using right now. when you first saw this site, i know some wondered: "why bone?" well, here is the story... [vea, i am sorry. i know i already told you the reason.] back in highschool, there were at least 5 kristine/christine/cristineS and at least 2 joi/joyS in our batch. it meant that people can neither call me kristine nor joi. instead, they called me either by my full name or last name. as time went by, people from school probably found it so long that some of them ended up calling me buno sometimes. one time, a friend of mine was listening to bone thugs and harmony's the crossroad. as i approached, she greeted me with "uy, bone!" by mistake instead of buno. she acknowledged that it was a mistake and proceeded with a pause as though she was pondering the answer to a very difficult mathematical problem. after that, she smiled and decisively uttered "ay. pwede. okay yun. bone na lang itatawag ko sayo." then everyone else copied her. my mom said that when i was born, the names cristine, christina and the like were so in. she wanted to be part of the uso. how pathetic, huh? hehe. [just a moment, please. vinci is online and is asking me to write a very very very long entry. hay naku, i hate him right now. teasing me.. bleh!] and then, everyone was so happy as they never had a girl in the family. they said, my coming into the world gave them so much joy. hence, they added joi. my family (and family friends and feeling part of the family) calls me joi. except for my brothers who call me panget and bakekang (whatever that means). i choose to introduce myself as kristine whenever i want to be a "stranger" to someone. ewan ko. if someone calls me that, its either we're not close or that i never met him/her at all. often times, people who call me kristine just saw my notebook with my name on it, or my ID, or my nameplate. the ganzon sisters (clara and clarissa) call me princess with a very distinct tone! and i love it. haha. clara and clarissa are so one of my favorite people. because they call me that and for some other reasons, of course. Bone painted the world at 1:46 PM | |
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because if you choose silence, people take advantage of you.
because if you dont speak, they will tell lies. because if you dont care and simply live life, they make up stories. because if you are loved, others will bring you down.
sometimes, you need a place you can call your own. where all you see and hear is the truth. a place where you see colors instead of just black&white. a happy place. home.
