“It’s a wedding not a pet show!” — On dreaming about our, well, dream wedding.
“Next time I see you, I’m going to be a father.” — <3<3<3
“I think this swine flu bullshit is just Pinoy KSP. Patay na everywhere, sa Pinas buhay na buhay.” — On the supposed H1N1 outbreak in the Philippines. Several reported cases yet no deaths.
“Pro 1 is Bad Boy. 20D is Big Boy. And SD500 is Little Boy. Just to get their names straight. And your Sony is Poor Boy. Yung malabo mata, medyo retarded, and bulag sa gabi.” — Our cameras’ names.
“I’m not gonna get sammich juice on the scanner bed are you cuhrazeh.” — On me asking him to scan his sandwich.
“I’m such a pussy now, there was a time I’d have shrugged that off. I need to go and do some manly shit. I’ve been stuck in a house with 3 crazy women for too long and all i do is chat with another crazy woman in Pinas lol” — On running over a dead cat. He was ew-ing and ugh-ing the drive back home. Poor baby cat =(
“I’m so glad you were born, so glad we met, and so glad we share a rare love.” — Sigh. Even though we’re currently broken up <3
“I sometimes wonder why I gayflirt with Gargar.”
I love me a man who can write <3
“You know what they say when two rocks collide…one of them shatters.” — Him to me, the morning after the first I love yous, the wee morning hours of October 10, 2007. We were cuddling in bed when he said it. I rolled away, rolled back into his arms, and whispered “I love you, too.”