*23rd and a girl named steffi...*

okay, so the 23rd was one of the best days ever in my status quo..ü i loved it, since the first few hours of the day to celebrate i was with jason. i mean, we were still at danielle's bash at humidor.ü haha, talk about bash sharing.ü *chuckles* it's one of the best, since you go counting by 2 numbers insted of one already. it's one of life's accomplishments. life's favors. life's blessings given to me not only as a patience and faith trial, but a blessing, indeed.ü and lotsa people thought that it wouldn't go this far. well, thank you for non-believing in us. misunderstanding the superficial meanings. for the backstabbing. for everything to ruin us. thanks. i mean, i'm not being sarcastic, just plain blunt that things that brought me and jason down were the things that had given us the faith to pursue dreams made together. that only means that lotsa people are so interested in us. *haha* talk about sarcasm and bluntness.ü i wonder how the blair witch's doing...

steffanie maglalang-mortera. a girl i never knew i'd grow attached to. she's tita goya and tito rome's younger daughter who's so full of spunk and laughter. she and her parents spent 2 weeks here to attend her grandma's burial. it's quite saddening that it only took us a while to get to know more about each other; yet, i feel as if i've known steffi all my life.Ü she's sweet, one smart cookie, and definitely mature for her age. she's one of the best people i've ever interacted with.Ü what touched me the most was when i asked her about what was the best thing she'd ever accomplished since she arrived. she said to me: "you, ate nikki (with the slang). you're my greatest accomplishment." wow, talk about accomplishments and attachments.ü and i hope i'd see steffi real soon. again.Ü

and yet, i loved the 23rd.Ü