And Again: My Life; Not Yours

ReviewReviewReviewMultiply's Audio and Video Reply...Dec 8, '07 12:17 PM
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oh well tried it... but i think it needs a lil more enhancement... tried doing the audio reply but the recorder voice was choppy or just half of it got recorded... and tried video replied but i cant see myself how will i know if the cam was focused on me or on to the ceiling lol...

sometimes it pays to read multiply's blog to see what changes are being made instead of shocking yourself lol...

as of now ill give this feature a 3 star...


ReviewReviewReviewReviewReviewThis is really is it!!! part 2Aug 24, '07 9:34 AM
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got this from the psorphil forum... ni post ng besfren kong si josef sino pa ba lol...


PART2

I thought Jay's ex-girlfriend was really out of our lives. But heaven
only goes that I was wrong. Kakakasal pa lang namin nun when Jay
received a uninamous text. "Meet me at the clinic." I had a stinking
feeling in my butt. I told him not to go. It might in danger him. Pero
sabi niya, ok lang daw because life is what we make. Tumahimik lang ako.
Sabi niya, "Penny for you talks." But I didn't know what to say. Beggars
can't be losers. Isa pa, worried talaga ako na baka yung girl yun. Jay
said, "Can't got your tongue?" I tried to smile at him. Kahit di ako
nagsalita, actions speak louder than works, di ba?

Be that as is may, umalis pa rin siya. I was out of the loophole. After
a few hours, I called him on his cellphone. But my calls fell on Jeff's
ears. Lalo akong nag-worry kasi I didn't even know Jeff. Sabi na nga ba
di na dapat umalis si Jay. That's what I'm talking about it.

So I tried calling some friends who will help me find Jay. That's what
friends are for naman di ba? But I just faced a blank mall. I had to do
this alone. Nag-taxi na lang ako. Pero ang mahal na pala ng plug down
rate.

When I got to the clinic, the security was really buffed up. Di
basta-basta makakapasok. So I said, "I beg your cordon. I'm patient.
It's my favorite virtue nga e." Nagduda yata yung isang guard. Hinawakan
ako sa arm. The nerd! I shouted, "Don't touch me not!" Buti na lang the
other guards were nice and said, "Come on, let's join us."

When I went inside, parang I've been there, done there. Nung walang
nakatingin, nag-explore ako. Nakarating ako sa top floor and I had a
bird's IQ of the clinic. I could not explain it but I was drawn to a
room on the floor. Siguro Divine Intermission na yun.

Parang may narinig akong umuungol. I was thorn. Di ko alam kung aalis ba
ako o papasukin ko. It made me stick in the stomach to think that Jay
and his ex-girlfriend were there. I tried to tell myself to slower my
expectations. But to tell with it! I had to strike while the iron is
not. I had to hear the truth from the corpse's mouth. I barraged in. O
my gas! Si Jay, naka-strap sa operating table, parang genie pig sa isang
nakakatakot na experiment. He was on the cutting edge. He was bleeding.
At ang doctor na nagpapahirap sa kanya, ang ex-girlfriend niya at ang
bago nitong boyfriend, ang nurse na si Walter. Doon ko napatunayang
blood is thicker than Walter.

Guess watch? Di ko alam kung paano ko nagawa pero I was able to search
and rescue Jay. Siguro adrenaline brush na yun.

Now, he's recovering. Nag-sorry siya na hindi siya nakinig sa akin. I
know it's a better pill to swallow your fried so it's forgive and forget
me not. All swell that end swell. I know we should kiss and put on
makeup.

Ang ex-girlfriend naman niya at si Walter, nakakulong na. Detention is
really better than cure. So the moral of the lesson is: if symptoms
persist, insult your doctor.

ReviewReviewReviewReviewReviewThis is really is it!!!Aug 24, '07 9:33 AM
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We’ ve been friends for a long time ago. We come from the same alma mother. Actually, our paths crossed one time on another. But it’s only now that I gave him a second look. I realized that beauty is in the eyes. The pulpbits of my heart went fast, really fast. Cute pala siya. And then, he came over with me. He said, “I hope you don’t mine. Can I get your number?” Nag-worry ako. What if he doesn’t give it back? He explained naman na it’s so we could keep intact daw. Sabi ko, connect me if i’m wrong but are you asking me ouch? Nabigla siya. Sagot niya, The! Aba! Parang siya pa ang galit! Persona ingrata!!! Ang kapal niya! I cried buckles of tears. Na-guilty yata siya. Sabi niya, isipin mo na lang na this is a blessing in the sky. Irregardless daw of his feelings, we’ll go ouch na rin. Now, we’re so in love. Mute and epidemic na ang past. Thanks God we swallowed our fried. Kasi, I’m 33 na and I’m running our time. After 2 weeks, he plopped the question. “Will you marriage me?” I’m in a state of shocked. Kasi mantakin mo, when it rains, it’s four! This is true good to be true. So siyempre, I said yes. Love is a many splendor.

Pero nung inaayos ko na ang aming kasal, everything swell to pieces. Nag-di-dinner kami noon nang biglang sa harap ng aming table, may babaeng humirit ng, “Well, well, well. Look do we have here.” What the fuss! The nerd ng babaeng yon! She said they were still on. So I told her, whatever is that, cut me some slacks! I didn’t want this to get our hand kaya I had to sip it in the bud. She accused me of steeling her boyfriend. Ats if! I don’t want to portrait the role of the other woman. Gosh, tell me to the marines! I told her, “please, mine you own business!” Who would believe her anyway?

Dahil it’s not my problem anymore but her problem anymore, tumigil na rin siya ng panggugulo. Everything is coming up daisies. I’m so happy. Even my boyfriend said liketwice. He’s so supportive. Sabi niya, “Look at is this way. She’s our of our lives.”

Kaya advise ko sa inyo - take the risk. You can never can tell. Just burn the bridge when you get there. Life is shorts. If you make a mistake, we’ll just pray for the internal and external repose of your soul. I second emotion.

ReviewReviewReviewReviewReviewStill I RiseAug 24, '07 9:30 AM
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You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history's shame - I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain - I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear - I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear - I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

ReviewReviewReviewReviewReviewReply To Josef's Funny Letter!!!Aug 24, '07 9:27 AM
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this is the reply to josef's funny letter lol!!! you should josef's post first before continuing further...

http://josefdeguzman.multiply.com/reviews/item/1

enjoy



To: The Sexiest Girl of DM

You say to me that I am Buding and that I make pakialam to the all lakad of Dennis. I does that because I am the syota of him. You are a hoar!!! Yes, a putatsing who make agaw to the syota of iba. If I see you in the kanto....and dont you ever go there, I will pees in you face so you cannot have a face to show to all. I will make scream to the world that you are a beach....yes..you are a beach!!! I am the one love of Dennis and I knows that. And yes..when upon reading your mail...I knows your ingles socks!!! That's all.

respectfully yours,

Margie

P.S.
If my breathing is fowl..then...your armpits full of hair with too much odor coming out like a canal in recto...there you goes.....

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