Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Last day of April 2008
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Monday, April 28, 2008
I passed Fifth Grade!!!!
That's not to say you're a brown-noser. Not even close. You just love to know stuff — whether it's relevant or not. Who cares if you'll never have to know that a dolphin sleeps with one eye open or that a sneeze can travel at over 100 miles per hour. So if you don't mind, can we copy your test answers from now on?
Posted by Khayen Gacho at Monday, April 28, 2008 0 comments
I am HERMIONE!!!!
Some people might say you could stand to work a bit less, but you know a little sweat will get you right to the top. And, hey, if you have a spare second can you help us with our homework? Thanks!
Posted by Khayen Gacho at Monday, April 28, 2008 0 comments
Which CSI Character am I???
You love to learn and you're great at it, but matters of the heart are much more complicated. Even if you don't always show it, people close to you know you care. Just remember to look up from the microscope once in a while and show them!
http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=csiogt&c=50652
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Labels: tests
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Puerto Galera
10 to 12. We had fun.
It was a long overdue family vacation. good thing my Dad also wanted to go, and he didn't have work yet.
My Mom suggested the trip, after talking about it with her friend.
Thank God we finally have a family vacation, even it was only for three days.
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Labels: family, Puerto Galera, vacation
Monday, April 21, 2008
hanging out
Last Friday, April 18, I went to Manila where I met up with Maya and Vera. We accomplished a few things: [1] We went to PRC for our Board Certificates (Vera forgot her License so no Board Certificate, and Maya's Certificate was not yet available), [2] We went to Fabella Hospital for our IVT Certificates (which Vera and I got), [3] We went to PNA for membership (where I saw my kabarkada Rhea and a college friend Billie).
Then we went to Rachelle's house!!!!!!!
RACHELLE PASSED THE IELTS!!!!!
We are so happy for you!!!! We all know that you will go places and this is your first step. Congrats Bootz!!!! Wag mo kaming kakalimutan ha? Bka makalimutan mo na kami..... hehehehehe Good luck on your future plans!!!! Bago ka umalis, pakain ka naman, hahahahaha, kahit ano kahit burger ulit, hahahahahaha!!!!!!
Congratulations Rachelle Anne S. Reyes!!!!!!
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Thursday, April 17, 2008
Dream Guy

I was asked once back in high school, what would my dream boy look like? At that time, I was having a hard time describing what I was envisioning. And I couldn't really remember what I said.
Since, I don't have work yet, I stay at home, doing any of the following: downloading stuff, surfing the net, reading books/magazines, playing sudoku, or watching TV. We have cable connection, so the channel I regularly tune in to are ABS-CBN, AXN, AXN Beyond, MYX Channel, MTV, HBO, Star Movies, Lifestyle, National Geographic, Discovery, SBN/ETC and Velvet. One time, I was alone in the living room, watching TV, munching on junkfoods (which I know perfectly well are bad for me, but I eat them anyway), I came across the reality show Make Me A Supermodel. It's a show based on UK, and it is currenly showing the second season. I got interested in it at first because I want to 'study' for IELTS (my nursing buddies, would understand). Well, I got distracted. Because this is where I saw a good-looking guy, Luke, a contestant.
He is hot!!!! A perfect dream guy! A little over the top, I know, but hey, from my point of view, he is hot!
Like I said, DREAM GUY. Absolutely a dream. And I seriously think it would stay that way.
I'll just continue watching the episodes on Velvet, eventhough I already know he did not win the contract (he placed as runner-up).
I hope he's doing good on his chosen career right now.
Posted by Khayen Gacho at Thursday, April 17, 2008 0 comments
Labels: dream guy, Luke Farrell, TV
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Jesse James
I have always been fascinated with the "Western"... cowboys, guns, ranches, the never-ending mountains, gun-slingers, outlaws, and other related stuff. I read about these things. One particular outlaw I read about is Jesse James...
His life as an outlaw, as a son, as a brother, as a friend, as someone who scared the hell out of everyone. I haven't watched The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford, but I want to. I am actually waiting for it to be released on video or to be shown on HBO or Star Movies.
Anyway, the idea that someone you trusts enough to let him live in your house, would betray you, scares me. The thought that someone I know would shoot me in the back, is hell in its own way.
I'm the kind of person who doesn't trust easily, but when I trust someone, I trust him in full-confidence. and when betrayed it sucks. the feeling sucks.
i've lost confidence in some people, i know, but i still trust them, i still care for them, and in my aunt and cousin's cases, i still love them.
but just the thought of someone betraying my trust, scares me. scares me enough that i don't want to think about it.
my family knows somebody who was shot in the back. first on his legs, so he won't run, then to his back. he was a shot a corner away from his house. he was murdered on plain daylight, by his "kumpare". some of the bystanders said that he was screaming for his family, calling them, but it didn't help.
i knew him when i was still a child. his house was across ours in Kalookan. i often played with his daughter. he was the best friend of my Tita Jho. he took care of my Tita Jho when we were in Butuan. his is one of the faces that i still remember, nearly two decades later. i remember his face, smiling, joking around, teasing me for being small, being shy and for being "negra".
he represents a childhood which i vaguely remember. all i remember from that part of my life are the house we lived in, my teddy bear, my grandmother's wake after Christmas of 1989, my Tita Jho, who died a few months after we came back from Butuan in 1994, my Tita Fe, and him.
i can't bear thinking that someone i trust could betray me.
i won't.
i simply won't.
Posted by Khayen Gacho at Thursday, April 03, 2008 0 comments
Labels: Jesse James, memories, western







