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it I used to think that Enrique Iglesias is the most handsome man on earth. That was before I saw Eric Bana. Then I realized that the first one is getting old (age doesn’t suits him) and the latter I only fancy as Hector. So, that’s left only Nadal as the obvious choice till someone better comes along. And by that time I probably would not care anymore. Another thing I’m good at is NOT talking about the things that hurts the most -like accidentally dropping (a) scissors on the top of my new vaio which left a deep un-repairable (this word together doesn’t exists in the dictionary) scratch that made me cry for 24 hours non-stop and had cost me a trip and probably a marriage (he’s the one who left my vaio on the floor tied to a radiator coz the cable of the security alarm isn’t that long) and a certain somebody who lost her sanity and roaming around. Or I can’t help because I’m too far to help pseudo-orphans. ( needs 30 percent financial care and 70 percent love) and millions of snap shots from the past which I am trying to erase without success. Thinking all the stories which my mother told me are probably a combination of lies and wishful thinking. Like the time she told me how to be invisible. All I have to do is wait for the first born of an unwed mother to die and be there before he shed the last first tear of his young life (she said all people cry when they die) and collect the fluid and apply it over my own eyes and then again wait. Just before midnight, the death itself will appear (my mother said that contrary to the myth, death is a very handsome guy who wears a hat (not a hood) and it’s the hat you’re after. Go grab it the first chance you get and head for the nearest body of water. As long as you’re in it, he can’t touch you. Liquid is his kryptonite ha ha. Before dawn, he will disappear. Sunlight is equally fatal. She said she personally know(n) somebody who managed to do it. And he used the hat to rob banks. Pity during one of the chases, the head gear got stuck on a branch and presto, the invisible man becomes visible. The police shot him dead. What would you know, crime does not pay. I probably am boring you folks with my pointless venting so I shut up.  ~ Jolielaide  |
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there was a very young Filipina who came to Belgium a long time ago. she was 22 i think and very fresh faced. one of those so rare natural beauty. she and her husband (who looks like an ex-con inc. the tattoos)lived in a trailer park not so far from my place. we saw her couple of times only. then we heard she died in the middle of the night with no apparent cause. BOB didn't release the body for three weeks. there was helluva of publicity with our embassy involved but it came to nothing. when i visited her in the morgue together with M and N i remember walking straight where her unrecognizable remains lay and hold her hand and kissed it. i saw they cut her pretty badly. i said to my companions "look what they done to her" that's when I realized that they are not with me. when i went outside and found them crying and shivering by the door i asked them what on earth is going on? they say that they were scared. can't understand, it's only Christina ________________________________________ ~ Jolielaide
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met his mother at the funeral and because they're from the city near my province, i acted as a sort of mediator between the family and the man. we learned that she was an only daughter and been sent to college (midwife) through hard labour of her parents (selling cooked food in the market) and sacrifice of her siblings. when the husband offered money i told them to accept. they were reluctant because it will not bring their daughter back. i said exactly. i reminded them why Christina came to Belgium__ to help them. i said if they don't accept the money... then she died for nothing. the husband met her through an agency or something. he on the other hand had 3 wives prior to Christina. all of them dead. ~ Jolielaide
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except for those which are self-inflicted? ~ Jolielaide
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met his mother at the funeral and because they're from the city near my province, i acted as a sort of mediator between the family and the man. we learned that she was an only daughter and been sent to college (midwife) through hard labour of her parents (selling cooked food in the market) and sacrifice of her siblings. when the husband offered money i told them to accept. they were reluctant because it will not bring their daughter back. i said exactly. i reminded them why Christina came to Belgium__ to help them. i said if they don't accept the money... then she died for nothing. the husband met her through an agency or something. he on the other hand had 3 wives prior to Christina. all of them dead. ~ Jolielaide
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suddely before my eyes FFF changed the lay out and font of my everything and UNBLOCKED my blocked list without even consulting/warning/letting me know  ~ Jolielaide
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now they even changed the sizes of everything!!! what's going on?????? ~ Jolielaide
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4/17/2009 8:36 am |
FFF's doing magic on u!!! btw...what's the movie title???  was that ramon revilla's agimat story???  
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now FFF wiped off most of my blog title why???  ~ Jolielaide
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4/23/2009 12:21 pm |
Epep staff want to mess with our heads. They can read that it's getting to us, so they must do mess with things on purpose to hit a nerve.    within each one of us, and let it begin with me (and each one of us)..one breath at a time.
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4/23/2009 12:29 pm |
 That's another way of interpreting what death looks like. I guess if death appeared to look more handsome, it may seem more appealing to look at him right through his eyes.  Don't mind me I'm having a surreal and gibberish thoughts of Mr. Death wearing a hat and not a hood. within each one of us, and let it begin with me (and each one of us)..one breath at a time.
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4/23/2009 12:33 pm |
Geez poor Christina. Do you know if the police checked her husband's alibi properly? Did the police know the cause of the previous wives' deaths? within each one of us, and let it begin with me (and each one of us)..one breath at a time.
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Epep staff want to mess with our heads. They can read that it's getting to us, so they must do mess with things on purpose to hit a nerve. ~ Jolielaide
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That's another way of interpreting what death looks like. I guess if death appeared to look more handsome, it may seem more appealing to look at him right through his eyes. Don't mind me I'm having a surreal and gibberish thoughts of Mr. Death wearing a hat and not a hood. good policy i forget to ask my mother what kind of hat he has i would prefer a stetson or fedora ~ Jolielaide
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Geez poor Christina. Do you know if the police checked her husband's alibi properly? Did the police know the cause of the previous wives' deaths? just a tourist they protect their own the official cause of death is blood clot (internal hemmoriage) she was pregnant. ~ Jolielaide
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Phil. Em. was so much involved in the beginning then, suddenly, they washed their hands i wonder why? ~ Jolielaide
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her husband tried to court me later on when i was separated from my ex (the first time i throw him out) but he gives me creeps sending me roses ngiiiii!!! i kept seeing Christina. i ended up driving in the middle of the night to our weekend house to get my ex coz i was so afraid of her husband. ~ Jolielaide
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never find out what happened to his exes. there was a time i wanted to crusade preventing him from getting in touch with another filipinas from the PHIL. but i realized it isn't my battle. ~ Jolielaide
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