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Have you ever come to a point when you just realize that no matter what you do and how hard you try, you will never be enough?     I am not saying I am perfect, I have flaws too. In fact, I might have a lot. But so are other people...and yet I don't take their imperfections against them.  Yes I get angry when they come at fault, but it's normal.  But what's not normal is when you commit a mistake and people hold on to that mistake of yours as if all those good things you did in the past have been erased.  And what hurts the most is when they keep on reminding you of what you did wrong just to get away for what they have been doing wrong.   Do you know that I am so good at pretending?  I pretend that everything's alright when it's not. I pretend to be okay when in fact I am falling apart. But I get tired too.  And now I am just so tired all I want to do is sleep. Sleep is my escape you know.  Because when I am awake,...

  "Yes, NOW."     Woah, too serious no!? Hahahaha. It's actually a message that I sent to one of my colleagues regarding something that he needs to submit at the soonest.  He was asking if it can wait until the EID holiday is over but I told him why wait, if he can actually do it now. Besides, the deadline was way too long ago and now we are being called out for our non-compliance. Please like me on Facebook ( IambrigittePage ) and follow me on Twitter ( _IAmBrigitte_ ) and Instagram (Iambrigitte)

We are on the 3rd week of the challenge and I have a lot of catching up to do!  Sigh. Anyway, please give me a chance. I'll try to do my best to make up for this challenge. I'll be doing a few adjustments. For example:  for some days when I really couldn't think of what to write, I'll just replace it with the succeeding topics just so I won't get stuck.  Deal!? Deal. ^_^ For today's topic, I was actually to think of two. I know the challenge asks for just one but let me give you two. First....I never learned how to swim.  I remember that my family did try to send me to swimming lessons when I was younger but I said "No." Why? Because you have to be in a swimsuit.  And I don't wear swimsuits.  Well, I do now at times,  but I am still not confident.  I might have tried wearing swimsuits recently but expect me to be just in one corner  or with a huge beach towel wrapped around me whenever I'd go walking around....

This happened around '98 while I was in a bus going to Baguio. It was almost midnight (I usually take the late night trip as I prefer arriving in baguio early morning) and I was sick. I have a high fever and have been coughing and sneezing like there's no tomorrow. I remember going down the bus during one of the bus stops to buy medicine but when I went back to the bus, somebody was already sitting on my seat (aisle seat). I had little to no energy to confront the lady who took my seat so I sat next to the window instead.  I went back to sleep and I knew my head kept on banging the window.  You know when you sleep while on a sitting position and you lose control over your upper body and your head just starts swinging side to side?  My head was already hurting  but since I was too sick, I just choose to go back to sleep each time I hit my head on the window.  I was like that for hours then I heard somebody said "Miss, can we swap seats pl...

I have a friend whom I've hurt badly.  She decided to cut our communication and even blocked me on one of her social media accounts.  I can't blame her though, as what I did is really unbecoming of a friend. I didn't know what came to me that day. I thought it was just one of those days when I can just post what I think and feel without hurting anybody. Yeah, I know may tatamaan and all, but I didn't expect that it will cause me to lose a good friend.  I could've talked to her and confronted her instead, but no, nagparinig ako.  And just when I thought that my status had already been forgotten, she confronted me and asked what's the real deal behind it and when I admitted, she ended up getting really hurt.  I might not have seen her during the time we were exchanging messages about it, but I can feel that she was indeed hurt. I can almost see her crying. Honestly, if I could bring back time, I will not even think about doing it. I will confront...

Oh, this one's hard. I've been thinking all day what to write, but I just couldn't think of any. So yeah, I'm gonna skip this one. Seriously. >_< Please like me on Facebook ( IambrigittePage ) and follow me on Twitter ( _IAmBrigitte_ ) and Instagram (Iambrigitte)

Quick story:   It was the New Year's Eve back in '12 when I told myself, I will no longer curse or say bad words. I was pretty much doing a great job for the first few days of the year, until I drove back to Manila and reached Edsa.    I'm sure you know what happened next. ^_^ Please like me on Facebook ( IambrigittePage ) and follow me on Twitter ( _IAmBrigitte_ ) and Instagram (Iambrigitte)

One incident that happened in the mall that I will never forget is when my week-old cellphone got stolen. It was just a few days before Christmas. Me and my sister went inside People are People to check out their sale items when I felt a slight tug on my shoulder bag. I looked down to check on my bag but I already knew something was wrong. I felt like my heart's in my throat. I knew it was the girl who have been cramming herself against me when the shop's not even crowded.  Right after I felt that slight tug, she went straight to the door. I was walking after her while trying to check on my bag but she was rushing.  I was caught in between trying to catch up on her and checking my bag.  And so yeah, my phone's nowhere to be found. I felt my knees went weak, I wanted to cry...and I did.   After 3 hours of mulling over that incident, I went and bought a new phone.   Lesson of the story? Stop crying over spilled milk. Get up and refill your cup....

Worst birthday?  Hmmm...I would have to say my 18th birthday.  I was in 2nd year college and since it was summer, I was up there in Baguio for the summer classes.  I had a cake, pansit and a lasagna courtesy of my landlady and my board mates. I wasn't really expecting a grand birthday just because it's my debut, but at least I should've my family with me.  Mom was in abroad that time and she did promise me a debut party when she comes back but it didn't happen. My Lolo passed away weeks after my birthday, so Mom had to go home. She did  ask me after if I still want the party and of course, I said No. I mean who would want to celebrate that time.   So yeah, I guess among all my birthdays, that has got to be the one when I felt less happy.   Please like me on Facebook ( IambrigittePage ) and follow me on Twitter ( _IAmBrigitte_ ) and Instagram (Iambrigitte)

I met him when we were still living in a low-rise building somewhere in Espana, near UST sometime in 2001. We  met when I was rushing down the stairs crying after having a huge fight with my boyfriend.  I was crying so hard I didn't see somebody coming towards me. I bumped into him and when he asked me if I was okay, I looked up and just cried even more.  He led me downstairs where we sat and there he tried to console me. When I stopped crying, he introduced himself and he said he's playing basketball in one of the universities in Manila. He said he wanted to be a famous PBA player someday.  When he mentioned his last name, I asked him if he's related to a famous PBA player back then. We became friends since then and whenever we'd see each other in the building, we sit down for a bit and exchange stories. He's a nice guy, a gentleman and I was really able to see his passion with his craft.  I told him that someday he will be famous, and ...

Oppss, I almost failed the challenge today..I mean yesterday.  It was such a crazy day at work and just when I got the time to breathe, the "monthly visitor" decided to pay a visit.  Now that explains why I was being moody this past weekend. And why I constantly wanted to stuff myself with chips and chocolates. Ha!   But just like what they say, "It's better late than never!" So here I am, at almost 1am in the morning, writing my entry to this Writing My Life Challenge - Day 6. The Kiss It didn't particularly say what kind of kiss. So I am free to assume that this might be about that special kiss that you experienced or you might want to experience. I'd go with the former so yes, for this entry, I'd  be writing about my first kiss. I had my first kiss 21 years ago. It happened sometime in March '94 when I was in junior high and it was with my boyfriend...my first boyfriend. It was around 8pm, and he had just b...

Oh Saturday, why must you come? Tomorrow's gonna be a Sunday and the start of another (crazy) week. It's unfair that weekdays come in 5 days while weekends come in only 2. Sigh. But let's not dwell on that "disappointment," shall we? Besides,  For today's topic on the 30-day WML Challenge, it's all about that inanimate object that's important to me. I've thought long and hard as to what this thing's gonna be.  Will it be my eyebrow makeup or my concealer? Or my laptop? Then it just hit me. It has got to be nothing else but my.... Sunnies!?  Na-ah, it's my cellphone! ^_^ It's the one thing that makes me feel connected to everybody and to anything. Be it with my family, my friends or even with my work.  Oh yeah, I have my work email in it as well!  Whenever I miss somebody, I send them a message or better yet, give them a call. If I'm in the mood for some throwback memories, I just browse my phone gallery and wh...

RINGGGG! Me : Hello? Caller : Hello, is this Jheng? Me : Yes, who's this? Caller : (started moaning) Me : Hello!? Hello!? Who is this? Caller : (still moaning like there's no tomorrow) Then I realized he was moaning in a sexual way, so I ended the call and threw my phone away  (on my bed, of course)  That phone call happened some years ago when I was still in PH. I first thought that the caller was somebody I know personally because he knows my nickname, Jheng. Not all people know my nickname. Well, at least that's what I know. It was really weird, I was so scared after that I didn't even want to check my phone whenever it beeps for messages. More so when the number calling is unregistered. Nakaka-trauma . I got conscious tuloy and started wondering if I ever go out looking kabastos - bastos for that to happen to me. Or maybe some people get a kick for playing such a bad joke like that or baka lang talaga he has nothing else to do wit...

Woohoo, I'm on the 3rd day of this challenge and so far, I can still keep up. Hopefully I'd still be on the roll on the days to come.  (fingers crossed)   So for this day, the topic could either be about your Mom or your Dad.  It's not that I don't like writing about my Mom (heck, she's my most favorite person in the world!) but I wish I could also write something about my Dad. But unfortunately, I wasn't able to meet him at all. But I know that he is not Pinoy (oha, gulat ka no!?) and that I got a lot of physical attributes from him. Yes, I kinda look like my Mom but they say that I also look like my Dad.     My Mom is the second eldest in the brood of five. She had me at the age of 17 and she was only in HS then. Hahaha!  She said she didn't even know she was pregnant with me until she realized her tummy got noticeably bigger on the 5th month. She was isip-bata at that time and all she wanted was to g...

  'cause it's my first broken heart my dreams within have ended it's my first broken heart I don't know how to mend it tell me where do I start 'cause it's my first broken heart   Would you believe I was actually singing those lines when I got my heart broken the first time? Hahaha. I was such an emotera that time. But hey, aren't we all that emotera if we get our hearts broken?    Anyway, that was year 1993.  I was in 2nd year HS then and it was when I got my first suitor.  Geesh, I can even remember the date and the time he called me on the phone and asked me if he can court me.  Yes my loves, in my time, a boy who wants to court a girl must let her know that he is going to court her.  Hindi uso ang pakiramdaman that time. Hahaha!   So going back, he did start courting me and I think there were a number of times that he did go to our house to "formally" court me. Here's another funny fact: I promised ...

I was browsing Facebook yesterday when I stumbled upon this 30-day Writing My Life Challenge (thanks, Pam Pastor for this!) And so I thought to myself, "Why not?" Besides I am trying to get that groove back of updating my blog on a daily basis so I think this is a good idea. I won't be promising that I'll be able to commit 100% though, but I promise that I will try my best.  ^_^   So that there will be some sort of surprise, I won't be revealing the whole calendar for this activity in one go. You'll only get to know what the post is about on the day I'd be writing about it.  For those who would want to do the same, send me an email at admin@iambrigitte.com  and I'll send you the entire calendar for this activity or see it from Pam's IG at  @pajammy .   Today, it will be about the story behind my profile photo:     This was taken by me sometime in 2011. I woke up feeling shitty.  I was having one of those days and since I ...

Homayghad,  - BER months na! via ^_^ But seriously, you know what happens once we start with the -BER months.  Before you know it, it's Christmas already.  Yep, that's how time flies most especially during -BER months.   Kaya as early as now, start with your Gift List na and if you have extra moolah to spare, start buying na. So you don't end up going crazy doing last minute shopping. And worse, end up going beyond your budget.  Planning is the key, and preparing early. Naks, if only I'd follow my own advice. Hahaha! For this year, I don't think Mr. X and I would be going home for the holidays.  He took the December - January leave last year and now it's somebody else's turn.  Also, we're planning to do "it" either late this year or early next year so there will be a lot of preparations to do prior.  And lastly,  walang budget! Hahaha.   I really wish we could go home for the holidays and be with our f...

Oh yeah, I got myself a new bracelet:   I still don't have the other one which is for my left wrist though and I don't really look forward to getting it soon. As per my doctor, I'll get it an hour before THE PROCEDURE. If only I could get away with not having it. I just hope the nurse who'd be attaching it on me is an expert and that my wrist (or the back of my palm/hand) won't end up being sore just because the nurse couldn't it get on the right nerve. (scared) So what exactly is the reason why I am having a staycation here in the hospital? I'll be undergoing a bilateral salpingectomy, folks. To put it simply ( para iwas nosebleed ), i'll be having both of my fallopian tubes removed. Why? They are both blocked (one totally and one partially, talk about being unlucky) and that's why I didn't get pregnant after all these years.  Hopefully this is the ONLY reason why I am not getting pregnant.  I was first diagnosed with this somet...

with Mom and Sam Oh yes, I am back in PH!  I really hope it's for good, but it isn't.  After being out of the country for almost two years, I can say that nothing feels like home than being in your bayang sinilangan.   Iba talaga sa Pinas. I will not trade it with any other place in the world.  But for now, me and Mr. X just have to do what we gotta do. Tiis-tiis muna and eventually, both of us will be home. And hopefully, we'll be with our bundle of joys.  Can you please help us pray for that? Pretty please? I'm back for a one month vacation. To be honest, I'm not really here for a vacation.  I went home for an operation and though I can have it done in the UAE, I preferred to go home so I'd be with my family too.  Too bad, Mr. X wasn't able to come home with me but I am sure that I have his 100% support and prayers.  No, I am not sick.  But we can actually say that too, but really, I am not. Confusing? Hahaha, I'm sorry. ...

Today is a very special day for me.  Do you know why?  Because it's my birthday today! ^_^ I am not saying that I am one special person but I consider this day special because this is the day that I was given the chance to live. My life is far from being perfect but without everything that I've been thru, good or bad, I won't be the same person that I am today. And certainly, I won't be here where I am now if not for all the people who have helped me along the way:  To my family, most especially my Mom who despite being a single parent, was able to raise and support me and my sister, as well as her whole family. It was not an easy task, Mom, but never did I see you hold back. Yes, you got tired a number of times and I saw you complain even, but you continued helping out in every possible way you can.  You are the strongest woman I know, Mom.  And for me and Sam, you are the best Mom.   To my Mama Wheng, whose childhood I stole ...