NEVER FORGET

My Kuya is supposed to be 24 years and living.

It's been a long while since I've written entries that are, um, blog-worthy--you know, not those that start "I woke up at noon and ate lunch", "I am mad at...", and the like. And, yes, you've guessed it... it ends with "Bye!". :| I think I'm just being too mean, we all have different writing styles. I can tell if you got it elsewhere. I am watching you.

But since it is Mother's Day and my brother's birthday, I will excuse myself from blogging and for just posting photos. Forgive me. Again.


I love you. Thanks for THE BAG. I will save up to buy my own, I will buy YOU soon.




This is a photo of Pop and Ahya D.A. I miss my brother terribly.

I'll be home tomorrow!

Cheerios, Chicas!