when you've managed to say no thank you to rice while eating kare-kare and lechon kawali and when you can easily omit the bread buns from a quarter pounder, you start to get cocky.
i was cocky coming into my 13th day. just one more day, i thought to myself, before i start the march with starch again.
but it was right in front of me naman eh. and it was freshly baked. and it smelled sooooo good.
so i had 2 oatmeal cookies today and it was absolutely beautiful.
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anyway, it was a cisv meeting that occupied my afternoon. i wasnt planning on going out today so i can watch the west wing but riya seemed in desperate need of my company (ey ri?).
anyhoo, this is probably the sweetest story i've heard all week.
jojo, a friend and the AL for Italy, proposed to his girlfriend of 6 years the minute she picked him up at the airport when he came home from camp.
he made the decision while in camp and he bought the ring in venice. how wonderful is that?
and then, when he saw her, he got down on his knees and said "Te amo. esposa me per favore" (i hope i got that right)
i just re-read what i wrote and it doesnt sound as romantic as he told it.
oh well.... hay..........
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