the way my life has been going through its ups and downs, it's a wonder i haven't thrown up yet. a roller-coaster ride would really be an apt description of my life.

God has a sense of humor, kinda like how my 3-year-old nephew would giggle hysterically if his yaya says "bansot". weird, but good-natured.

i sometimes wonder if He just likes poking me on the shoulder when i'm not looking. it's an old gag that i really don't find funny anymore. however when i'm in the right frame of mind, i laugh anyway.

i have no doubt i'll get through this quagmire of daily reality. no problem is permanent. it's just a little hard to stand firm sometimes.

God is good.

i need a hug.

and money.

what do you do when the promise of forever can no longer withstand the journey? do you hold on for principle's sake? what do you do when the only thing that holds a relationship together is the yesteryears; just the memory of the good ol' days and nothing much more?

no birthday photos--just scores of text messages, long phone calls, laughter, hugs, prayers, pancit, kaldereta, cakes, ice cream and some moolah tucked in birthday cards.

i like turning thirty-one