Happy Eastern Sunday

I ain’t no kid anymore, nor do I say that I wish I’d like to be one again. But who is not addicted for chocolate and at times craves to be one of those little kids that are lurking around areas, seeking to find eggs filled with chocolate on

My Cousins Son

this very special day? I do recall time back when I was one of those little kids who roamed around our garden when we still lived in Germany, and when I hunted to find those magical yummy chocolate filled Eastern Eggs, but that time is no more, anymore.

I’ve already attended the Eastern Sunday Mass earlier this morning and even witnessed the so-called Sugat, what we Visayan linguistics would say, which in English refers to the welcoming of Jesus from his resurrection. If you have not visited the Church by this moment you read this (and it’s still the 12th and around 8:00AM) I suggest that you surely don’t miss out the mass!

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TeDeebHurR

The title might sound familiar to you, especially for my fellow plurkstars or my in real life friends like Princess, Joseph and Kaye in particular. Yeap, it’s a post, an article about my Tedeebhurr, no rant, no blabbering (or maybe yes) but simply a post to let go of something lying deep in my shoulders. I have told the Poetic Notes readers about

TeDeebHurR koh.

her last week, and now I’m telling it to the unlucky ones who bummed across this personal blog of mine here, a little story on how we’ve met with TeDebHurR, and what for awful start we had and got it going.

Friends of mine like Princess and Joseph might be annoyed when I make use of the word WE here, it’s often misunderstood by these two fellows of mine who strongly believe that I am in love with that girl I’m talking about (which I’m certainly not, but I’m not saying that I don’t love her as a close friend).

We used to be text mates for quiet some time back already, it started either in early 2009 or late 2008 when I acquired her number via Plurk. We didn’t text that much because all that her mouth was talking about was her boy friend, boy friend, and again boy friend. She even crossed the line and once asked if I had some spare load for her so she could subscribe to unlitxt and text her boylet, and even if I had load that time I wouldn’t have sent her any.

In late January 2009. A big problem on her part came up. The grief and regret kept bugging her until just very recently where I noticed her mood change notably for the better.

I made her cry the first time we really engaged in texting during the late hours of March 24, 2009. And I just felt so bad about her problem that I had to wrap-up the last cents of my Paypal account to reload my Globe Mobile Phone and call her.

The short “which I thought to be” advice session ended up into discussion beyond that issue and far out topics. We became friends in other words and close to each other. No words really fit what happened that night, which made me feel comfortable in talking to her, especially teasing her stuff to which she’d respond “anchama mo” (pronounced how I spelled it).

We talked ’til our cellphones heated up and ’til I unconsciously came to close my eyes around 4 in the morning. And around 3 in the morning, the word, calling, endearment (di naman kami eh) TeDebHurR was invented. The word itself was courtesy of her, while the counterpart, who’s me, came up with the spelling of it. Now that’s what I consider kulit!

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Sponsored Reviews saves the Day

I had problems about paying my hosting bills a couple of hours back, which I have announced on plurk earlier. I even had in mind including that issue in my  I’m such a damn looser rant

My girl friend and I

 but opted to have it in the sequel article of that outrageous burst of anger.

But I have to take back the merely impossible fact that I cannot pay my hosting bills for this month and the months to come. I have been saved and rescued by one of the companies that have kept my ass cool many and many times before in my blogging career.

Sponsored Reviews has given me multiple opportunities to pick from now and bid on, and I have gotten a opportunity worth 50 US Dollar of which 65% will be mine.  I have answered back to the crisis I’m in and despite that the comments do not flourish any better today, at least the money does.

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I'm such a damn big looser – Part 1

And I know that all of you agree with me here. I cannot do anything right in life, simply anything. Everything is going wrong, it ends badly or ends worse. I don’t know what to do with my life anymore. Full of dreams, full of hope once back, but all shattered one by one these recent weeks.

Months back when I still had my old girl friend. I felt secure about my life. Assured that everything would go right. I felt the way that I have

On his way to school

 never felt since then, backed up by someone I know would never leave my side no matter what happens and no matter what state in life I’m in. She came when I needed someone the most. Not specifically love, but a shoulder to lean on. Her arrival was exactly when I was on the downside of my early years here in the Philippines, when my innocent mind has fooled around and led to my repition of a whole year in high school during my junior years. Yes, I repeated because of my addiction to computer games.

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Starting a new blog with a rant

I don’t know where I should start this Personal Blog of mine. Do I really need more introduction than what my front page here provides? I don’t think so, so I won’t be blabbering much about myself, because all that what is missed on the atop of the front page can be found on the about section of this blog of mine.

As-I-write this article of mine, I am talking and chatting and quarreling with a former Girl Friend of mine who is very mad at me, for what I have done to her last year, in 2008. I cheated on her, but that’s not only that. In addition to it I didn’t only cheated her by having another girl friend in the far away land called Manila, but also by leaving suspicion on how she feels for me which was the actual reason that led me to such disastrous act. Ever since we started communicating again, a day or two back, I tried to ask her forgiveness that we could be friends again, but it isn’t really working out.

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