talong.

Today I had for lunch my favourite food!!! Talong :) I don't like to call it with its english name.. Because when you say "EGGPLANT" it sound like something sofisticated and elegant. But the truth is that just "TALONG" - so simple, so fast and so delicious. Duh. I never thougth I would blog about it, hehe!

Speaking of talong and favourite foods.. I remember about a quotation that really made me laugh!!
"Ang pag mamahal ko sa'yo ay parang paborito kong ulam, UBOS NA!" :p - so bad! haha!

After so many weeks, today finally I had the opportunity to have a super power nap, finally!!! :)
I woke up at 6. Got bathed. And flew at church for the meeting with Pastors and MS.
He was there, he asked me if he could take me home for him to get my keyboard but I refused saying it was too late... I left him purposly at the church without even a shakehand. I waited at the bus stop for 15mins. So alone, so dark and so scray!!! :S But Tito PJ saw me. Whew. He took me. After 50meters we saw him! Oooh. Ofcourse we stopped. I was seating beside him. Not breathing. Not moving a single toe. He kept on asking and saying things. I was paralized and saying YES at all his questions. We finally arrived at Inganni. He went out the car. I followed him. He shut the door, but tito PJ said that he would drive me home. I entered for the second time the car and left him alone. I felt so bad honestly. When I touched home I took the phone and called him. :S Yay. My finger and foot were just unstoppable and unconrtollable! I said that I was going to bring him my keyboard at Bandenere and that he would waited me there. While walking going to metro, he was running toward me. I stopped, he stopped. He smiled, I looked at him and tried to smile. I took him underground and waited the metro with him. In 10mins we had a very serious talk. I opened up my heart. I can't be fake anymore. And I praise God for his wide understanding and deep patience towards me. Though moody, though weak.. He is here. So here.

As I was walking to home.. I was caught by many thoughts in my mind and God spoke to me randomly.. "Monica it is I that you need." I paused. And walked again.

True!!! He is the One I really longed for ever since! He is the missing piece of puzzle! He completes, and the JOY He gives no one could ever take it away. And tell me about His love. Man. His love... :) It can never be compared to any human affection... The way He loves is simply amazing.

Being Monica means: loving talong and loved amazingly by SomeOne up there :)

failed. haha!

Remember when I was saying that I and Rhan would have a date this night? ALL FAILED! Haha!
I arrived at 7:10 and Rhan exactly at 7:25. The movie was on. Tickets were sold out. And we found ourselves strolling around Piazza Duomo. I enjoyed her company though: talking about everything but nothing in particular, sharing our different opinions and trying to understand each other's side. I love her. For being so suitable to me! We really match! :)



And now, as I evaluate my attitutude today I, therefore, conclude that I need more patience...

I wish someone would gift me one of this... And if God is touching you I would like you to know that I love the grey one! ;) Thank you in advance!!! :p

Being Monica means: loving accesories!

nail polish

I should polish my nails at this very point of time *I don't really like people that has unpolished or eaten nails* but I don't know why am I facing PC. I should be with Carla, Kat, Hana and Rhan celebrating Carla's sweet sixteen and surprising her at her school but when I recieved a txt from him, there was something that was saying to me not to go. I just followed. I went home and relaxed myself for 30mins and had my tinola as lunch.

10mins ago I phoned Neng. I asked her to go to cinema this night to watch "Eat, pray, love" by Julia Roberts. I was surprised 'cos she was thinking to go out too. And yeah, later I will be going to Duomo. I wish to invite him but I'm not yet sure. I'm afraid to get a BIG no! since I refused his invitation this afternoon. lol.


after 1hour :p

Being Monica means: having a poilished nails.

unexpected txt :)

I treasure the Friendship that God has given me to share with one of the most understanding and patience person in this earth! I am blessed to have him here, next to me.. A blessing that forever I will be always thankfull to God about!!

To *you*, million thanks.. The Lord bless you for such kind heart! :)

Being Monica means: surrounded with a great Best Friend!

and the story continues...

It's decided! I'm starting this new account to leave some memories and pieces of my life on which I'll look back one day and laugh on them as I saw last week my old and lost blog in Xanga. I wanted to continue with my Xanga site but since I forgot my PW, I'm not able anymore to use that. So here am I, writing and starting a new journey in this "blogspot" that I don't really know how to use. lol.  I thought about it almost 4 days, whether to create or not this blog but since I've been "challanged" from Rhan (my best girl friend) to create this, I will record as much as I can, one of the most precious gift that God gave me: my life. Ok. Fine. How boring you will think.. So lets start :)

Today I really enjoyed the company of one of my closest Friend!!! We decieded yesterday to have a lunch at Cabalen Ini's Resto. So it happened. I arrived almost at 2:10, when I promised to be there at 1:55 :/ It's obviously metro's fault! lol. He waited me for almost 40mins. Tsk. But he really owns a patience heart! He is!

Oh yes! I ate FRIED CHICKEN *I adore Fried Chicken!*, as aslways, while having lot of laughs because of Pokwang and Pilipinas win na win's crew! And ofcourse how could we forget the dessert? We ordered halo-halo each and been freezing and cold after 5mins. All over we spent 2 hours in eating - his fault indeed: he is always slow in the art in which he success the most. (hope he would never read this. lol). We left Cabalen while difficulty breathing! I had my tummy so full! - til now. whew.

After that we randomly took the green line, went to Centrale to seat a while in metro and we separated at Duomo.When I was in Cadorna I recieved a txt saying where I was 'cos we could meet again since he would be free, but we preferred to go home. 

I finally went home where mama was waiting for my return and was watching her endless and pointless teleseries on my PC -.-' With a big smile she welcomed me saying "Tutto bene?" - Hehe. I love mama :) We decided to watch a movie from Rhan's hard disk and we watched "Mr. Brooks"; I honestly found that movie kinda boring. Hehe! 

I'm now sitting on the sofa with papa at my left and mama cooking :) 

Being Monica means: adoring Fried Chicken.