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--> * the love nest of him and her *

*the prince *
# ricky
# september 18
# san francisco, california, usa
# virgo dragon

*he loves *
# his BaByGirL
# reading her weblogs
# laughing with her
# iPod
# tennis
# basketball
# bowling
# golf
# nestea

*his mood *

*his wishlist *
.: be with her :.
.: make his body bigger :.
.: eat more variety of food :.
.: travelling with her :.
.: still thinking :.



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*fellow bloggers *
.: this is chona :.
.: the 'katutubo' :.
.: her weblog :.
.: her other weblog :.
.: her first weblog :.
.: cool tests :.
.: Chi Gamez :.
.: Jessica Zafra :.
.: Eugene Santos :.

*hunts *
.: blogskins :.
.: his online album :.
.: her online album :.
.: their trips together :.
.: for your shoutbox :.
.: online photo storage :.

*archives *
.: 6-Hour Chat :.
.: Missed Tennis with Mar :.
.: Thank God I Found You video:.
.: My One and Only BabyGirl :.
.: Martin Luther King, Jr. Day :.
.: Maritess vs. The Superfriends :.
.: archives :.



*the princess *
# christine
# may 26
# manila, philippines
# gemini tiger

*she loves *
# her BaByBoY
# weblogging
# laughing with him
# DVDs
# music
# sleep
# nestea

*her mood *

sad

*her wishlist *
.: be with him :.
.: finish unseen DVDs :.
.: eat more variety of food :.
.: travelling with him :.
.: read some more :.
.: get more sleep :.
.: lose more weight :.



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Tuesday, October 03, 2006


History repeats itself.



Sometime in February and March, he said he'll make things happen in May. Nothing did. I was made to believe some things, which didn't actually exist. For the past couple of months now, he asked me to give him until December to do everything he can so that he will have something for me by then. It was the same thing he requested for in Feb/March, he asked to be given until May. He said he was going to do whatever he could to fix things.

He blames me for our misunderstandings. He says I provoke him, like no other, to get angry and to blow up. (But he hasn't blown up for quite a while now.) He tells me things at one time and then later on, he will tell me that he didn't mean it the way I understood it. He uses certain words that mean differently in his own little world - something that only he can understand.

It's already the 3rd of October. Still, it looks like we're both just waiting for things to happen on their own. Well, I have no control over that, really. He always goes back to telling that he's the laid back type of person, that he doesn't really talk much that's why he's often misunderstood, etc. etc. He will get mad at me and ask me if I think he's not doing anything on his end to make things work the way we want them to work.

Until now, he hasn't done anything to work towards our goal yet. He's still waiting for the right time. Waiting ... Waiting ... Waiting ... I don't know when, to him, is the right time. Maybe when I'm already gone?!




History repeats itself.




her mood: somebody just kill me, please?!

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