Today I celebrate the day my mother went through an excruciatingly painful thing which is called giving birth.

Thank you mamang and papang and kuya and friends and angels for keeping me alive and sane and happy and “single”.  LOL

Above all, thank you Papa Lord for the fireworks! TO 2008, now it all makes sense to me. Sometimes it takes a harsh tone from within to move us into the right direction in life. I feel so blessed.

In the words of -whoever-you-are-, Age is something that doesn’t matter, unless you are a baked spag.