Archive for August, 2008

Yesterday, I passed by Max resto and the branch manager waved at me. I remember that Valentines Day when I reported the branch to the head manager and then I got an apology. It was good of them to do that. I had same experience with Smart Bro, but they didn’t make an effort to provide an explanation to their custmers and give their apology. Anyway, I guess Resto’s should really have a better customer service than those of telecom company.

So, why do I like Max?

Once upon a time, I met this sweetest guy and we had a trip at Baguio together with our friends. We had a romantic boating at the Burnham Lake. The two of us in one boat and the rest of our friends in another boat. This romantic time had to be ruined by me not being able to adopt to the temperature. I keep on urinating Good thing our hotel is just near the Burnham park.

After that, this sweet guy brought me to a place he is really proud of … it is Max. That time, there was still no Max here in Iloilo. So, it was my first Max experience. We had our dinner there, and he introduce me to this delicious Max Lumpiang Shanghai.

I remember we weren’t able to finish the lumpiang shanghai because we were already full, so we have it as a pasalubong to our friends that was left in the hotel.

It was a long time before we had Max here in Iloilo. So when we finally have it here, I was really happy to again have that taste of delicious lumpiang shanghai.

If I am eating at Max or eating their lumpiang shanghai … I remember those sweet memories.

BTW, it is my parents 30th anniversary today on their church wedding — They had to be married twice just to have one me … and I have to have two children and not be married. HEHEHE LIFE!

Since I got that threat yesterday, it bothered me as well if my parents were the ones who sent those rude messages to the person I once knew. I know sometimes parents can be over protective and would take revenge on what has been done to their children.

To clear things out I asked my parents, and both said they didn’t do it.

This was my mom’s statement: “As you could see. even if they send me a text message, I don’t reply because I don’t want anything to do with them.”

And my father’s: “The last time I sent message to them is when someone in their family died. I just send my condolences and that was it.”

As for my friends, they don’t know what is happening to my life and I don’t give out numbers.

The text message sent was something like this: “Your son got his girlfriend pregnant … blah blah blah.” The son accused me of sending that message because when I ended my conversation with his mom last week, I told her “Maybe you would have another grandchild in the future that you could take care of and bring up the way you wanted.”

With that message, his mom really felt bad. I think she felt bad because his son is such a disappointment to her. SO DON’T BLAME ME FOR THAT … YOUR LIFE … IT IS YOUR CHOICES … BE RESPONSIBLE ENOUGH TO TAKE THE CONSEQUENCES!

To the family of this person. To tell you, I am not the only one that this jerk had offended or hurt. Your family should know who your friends are … EACH AND EVERYONE OF YOU! AGAIN, I tell you … I DID NOT, NOR MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS send that message or messages. We don’t deal things that way!

So, if it is not me … there is a traitor within someone close to you. Good luck to you dreamers!

Oh my … since the time we became fling I was never as excited as this to hear juicy news from Mark. It’s nice to keep in touch with people who has been a special part of your life. Beacuse these are the only people who knows you in and out.

The news will be out soon, but no names will be mentioned. If you know me, you might know who the person is. But I will be very good in covering the real identity

Scapegoat – one that is made to bear the blame of others.

Source: Answers

A week ago, I had this conversation with someone I knew once upon a time. This person mentioned to me the word “scapegoat” by saying “Don’t use our family as a scapegoat into what is happening to your life.”

That was my first encounter of that word, so I searched online for its meaning. I am not that good in English vocabulary, but I was able to understand its meaning.

That person and I ended up in agreeing that we won’t bother each other or blame one another for what has happened or will be happening into our life, because as that person said: “It is your life, it is how you make it.”

I agree. In fact, I strongly agree with it. Little does that person know, that I don’t blame others for my mistakes. I am responsible of my actions. With that, I accept consequences.

This morning, I was shock by a message sent on my mobile stating “Be careful Junelle. When I arrive there in Iloilo and we meet, you will pay for what you have done to my mom.”

That is a threat right? And I was used as scapegoat. Now, that was bad! On my reply, I explained my side and then later I knew that the person just accused me of something I have not done. There is someone bothering their mother with (I guess) rude messages.

Honestly, I don’t know anything about it. In fact, I thought last week was the closure of my involvement with that family. I was happy to have that closure, because at last, I have my freedom again.

For Your Information: I don’t use any identity to hide myself. I am not a coward. If I want confrontation and I want to tell you that you are ugly, I do it using my known number, name, email or I would tell you personally. So don’t accuse me if you don’t have enough evidence to prove it is really me. Investigate before you accuse. I could sue you for threatening me!

This morning, as my daughter Hannah woke up, she told her Lola Mommy (my mom); “Love love ko si Lola Ting (her grandma on her father side), di mo away si Lola Ting ha (Translation: I love Lola Ting, don’t fight with Lola Ting okay).” Good thing my Mom is in a good mood, she just smiled.

Anyway, my daughter have a fever and sore eyes. She might have miss her other lola.

Last Saturday when my family went out to shop together, I bought my kids sunglasses. They both love wearing it and they did when we attended mass last Sunday.

Here are the pictures:

Plus my daughter really needs it now since she have sore eyes.

My daughter is asking for chocolate every morning she wakes up. This is because of the reward I have been given her. Now, she is interested to learn because she wanted to get a price.

This was taken during our study session together. We are building a hills of chocolate then eat each hill at random, whatever color she guesses. If she could not guess it, I eat the hill being pointed

Recently, I can’t stop myself from eating. It is like a minute mind being free, I could not stop thinking about food and eating and savoring the different flavors of those good food. So, in short, it is like a torture.

So, with that I thought of some good tables to have my food. I prefer a glass top ones, like the coffee tables I saw on line, so that I could easily clean it.

I guess this eating habit has been a cause of me doing a lot of multi tasking. My body needs some fuel to keep it running and my mind keeps on requesting for it. So, here I am, my body is calling for its need, but since now I somehow have time to rest, instead of resting, I cook or make something for myself to eat.

So there you go, Junelle is back into being bloated again.

High Definition Multimedia Interface or HDMI has become the standard audio and video connection for high-definition home theater gear.
My father bought some tools to have some theater like audio surround sound at home but I haven’t seen an HDMI cable. Anyway, I have read that HDMI doesn’t really promise a good quality audio or video. So, I guess my father have read that as well and went for something that promises good quality.

My kids loves chocolate, this is my son’s picture after he has eaten his favorite Cappuccino Dreams.