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it never ceases to amaze me how smart kids can be. being with kids everyday make me appreciate the small things in life that most people take for granted. my little connor is all grown up now. he can string together words to create sentences and he's not even 2 yet! here is a link to his site so you can check out his pics and videos --> www.rootstein.net i hope his mom and dad dont mind me posting this here :)

anyway just finished another work week... that's my life here.. counting the days till you get another paycheck, pay bills and then count days again. it's not as lonely as you would think it is but there's something missing (and i don't mean a significant other). back in the philippines i used to work 9 hour shifts, sleep through my 3 hour commute going back home to pampanga then sleep for 5 hours, wake up and bond with the family then sleep through another 3 hour commute going to libis then work again and the cycle goes on. i feel like i threw away almost 2 years of my life because of this routine. but what the heck, my working in global did a lot to shape my character. i became tough and aggressive ( or so i think) and i made lots of good friends (most of them i still keep in touch with) and i found my passion in life.. FOOSBALL! haha im grateful that global taught me how to play foosball. now i can kick some american ass in foosball. kulang lang ako sa practice hahaha. this weekend im just staying home. sleep in and watch t.v. till i fall asleep. that's the life. that's my vacation. i've never been to a real vacation for a long time. my last real vacation was May 2004. Boracay. *sigh* i miss the beaches in the philippines. my trip to boracay (which my mom paid for and confirms that im a spoiled kid) was one of my best getaways ever. i was feeling adventurous since that was my last month in the philippines, so i told my mom that i want to try the new RoRo that's being oh so glamourized (if there is such a word). but im telling you, there is nothing, absolutely nothing glamorous about doing the roro. you get on a crappy bus in cubao, go to batangas, get off the bus, get on a stinkin' big boat, find a place to sleep (or a spot on the floor) no beds, no airconditioning, then get off the boat, get on the bus again, go on a gawd-knows-how-long bus ride to another boat, sleep on the floor again till the morning and then you're in caticlan. *sigh* but it was all good. i had good company and he didnt stop shooting incriminating questions at me (which i gladly answered) about our past. it was his time to get back at me for what i did ( or so he claims that i did, which i didnt!) to him in the past. that's a different kwento. not that you'll be interested in reading about my past ;)so now, im just enjoying my life as it comes. im ready for whatever that higher being throws my way. *looks up* just be gentle ok? :D