Flisha
It’s That Time of the Month Again
Pre Menstrual Syndrome. Such a short term. Compared to such a loooonnngggg agony!!! Agay! As we say in Chavacano. El dolor!
I remember the first time my vagina bled. It was during my eleventh birthday. Great timing. God drank a bit too much mompo (holy wine to non-Catholics) and became...
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Chicken a la Nice
Here’s a dish I found that’s popular in Nice, France. What’s so great about this dish is that unlike other French dishes, it doesn’t come with an exhorbitant ingredient price tag. All you’ll need are the basics and you’er ready for a tantalizingly creamy culinary adventure. Bon Appetit!
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A Day Spent Joyriding through the West Coast
Gimmi bounced into my room at 2:00 PM this afternoon.
Gim: “C’mon, c’mon, why aren’t you dressed yet? Move, move, we have to get going NOW!”
Me: “Excuse me? I’m not the one who’s FIVE HOURS LATE for our date.”
Gim: “That’s no excuse to procrastinate. If you don’t get...
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A Gim and Flisha Senti Fest
I have just resigned from my latest job. As of the moment, I am wondering whether to stay or to leave (for Manila/Cebu/wherever) to find work. As you can imagine, this has got my poor little Gimmi all worked up.
Gimmi: “Love, so, um, what’re your plans?”
Me: “Mhmm… about...
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Triple C (Cheezie, Creamy, Chicken) Omelet
I just got a triple whammy of good news to-day! *grins like silly* First off, I have a job! Yep, I’m no longer a professional bum. I just resigned that post yesterday. Today I offically started my first working day as a Research Assistant (RA) of the Ateneo Research Center...
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Spelunking Pictures
Just wanted to show off some of the pictures taken last week when we went to Quiniput to visit a few caves. I didn’t go inside any of the caves this time around, I was just too exhausted by the trip alone. But I did do a *lot* of trekking!...
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Sweet N’ Tangy Porkchops
There are a lot of things I love about life. I love the way it makes me gasp by letting me glimpse the wonderful and sometimes awesome radiance of dawn. I love how it tickles my heart by memorable moments spent with family and friends, bursting with mirth and gaiety....
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Getting tickled to death
I have always hated being tickled. A tiny fluttering touch on my collarbone reduces me to giggles. A feathery brush on my sole drives a shiver up my spine. Being pinned on the bed with only a verbal suggestion of tickling sends me into spasms and tears. As you can...
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Gino, Gimmi’s Baby
Just wanted to post a pic of Gimmi’s little brother. He’s such a cute tyke. And he’s so tiny, for a 4-year-old!
Sometimes when Gim (Gerardo Aniano) and I take a walk with Gino (Gerardo IƱigo), people’s eyes tend to naturally wander our way. Guess they wonder if we’re a...
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