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Monday, May 28, 2007

long weekend didnt help much. at least not to me. not unless someone could prove that day dreaming and wandering are productive. i had a dream the other night and consequently, i have been friendster-hopping for at least two days looking for this Paul guy. i know his last name starts with "villa" but i dont remember his exact, full name. he attended his grade school years in la consolacion college manila. with me. he was a tall guy. really tall. and i remember him as someone nice. life is insane, in a funny way.

God provides me with everything but then im so proud that i would take for granted good things and good people. and when they're gone, i'd look for them and do crazy stuff to reconnect, if possible. im never a good person. never a good friend. im honest enough to admit that now.

if only i could post all the names of the people i am searching for right now to make up for the time lost and for the wasted friendship, i would. but i know its way , way embarassing. for now, i hope you'd be able to help me find Paul.

if you messaged someone and you see in the internet that he/she has logged in in the last 24 hours but didnt managed to reply to you, it only confirms youve done something really really bad and hurtful to that person before.

one night, i was talking with a guy. he reminded me that he used to court me but i liked this other guy. have you seen him lately, he asked. because he saw him after so many years. and i was so embarassed because the guy i chose over him is no longer someone a girl could wish for.

i used to laugh at people who talk about God and His goodness. yet here i am now, searching for a relationship with Him. trying to lift it all up to Him.

Bone painted the world at 10:40 PM
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Tuesday, May 08, 2007

" Lord, when I lose hope because my plans have come to nothing,
help me to remember that Your love is always greater than my disappointments
and Your plans for my life are always better than my dreams."


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Bone painted the world at 1:27 PM
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Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Thank you for reminding me.

Sunday masses.
Family days.
Lazy midday chismisan.
Good food.
Generous relatives.
Phone calls and emails from the Philippines.
Invitations.
Giggles that make us cry.
Weeknight and weekday Unlimited calls.
Beautiful roses and colorful spring flowers.
His perfect time, perfect plan, perfect love.
... perfect goodness.

I am blessed indeed.
God is good.

Bone painted the world at 8:38 AM
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