A year and four months. That’s how long or short Tim and I have been together. I’ve been really lazy writing lately. I don’t even know what’s going on with my life. All I know is that when things get mushy, I have my best friend around. If you wonder why the title of tonight’s post is Carla and Lucky, well it’s a long story so let us make it short. I call Tim Lucky before because that is his household name. Tim calls me Carla because he thought my name was Carla. If you study at Xavier and you have seen my video for 2011 elections, my name there was Carla. When Tim saw that, he searched for Carla Calunangan on facebook and found zero result. He reviewed the video and he saw its flaw, there was a part there that I showed my ID and they didn’t make it blurry so my name was revealed. Then he searched for Fely Marie Calunangan and added me. I accepted. And that’s how it all started. 

The only decent picture I got from our anniversary dinner at Thai Me Up.

These are the mouth-watering dishes we enjoyed that night. I forgot their names but all I know is that they are spicy and yummy! 

And yes, the gifts! Tim gave me a small heart-shaped container with so many strips of paper inside. Every strip was written with things he love about me. I gave him a aa aa.. I don’t know how it’s called. It’s like a toy used by graders as paper game that you have to choose,then there are descriptions written behind.

Looking back at the one year and four months Carla-Lucky story really makes my heart shout, MORE! MORE! MORE! More love, more laughter and more memories together. 

There are things that are happening to me now that can probably change the direction of my busy life. Like a compass when passing through Bermuda triangle or like a car that loses its break. The thing is, I never would want to confide any of these to anyone because I don’t want to be bombarded with advice and end up not following any of it. Another thing, I don’t know who to confide these feelings with..honestly. I have tried browsing through my contacts and still I hesitated because they might tell me, “ahhh..that’s a little problem.” I am very sure I can manage whatever I have to go through. This is not my first ever heartbreak so at least I can say to myself that I am strong. And being strong means being able to set aside pride, forgive and let go. But now I have to be stronger… to tend my car to make it run great again and to have wisdom and wits not to pass through Bermuda triangle again to make my compass back to its right direction. Looking forward to the time that people will appreciate the opportunities given to them. I hope it’ll be soon.

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Tumblr is no longer tumblr. At least it’s no longer the tumblr I remember it to be. Remember when tumblr used to be the “secret” website. Remeber when we could post whatever we wanted. Remember when followers didn’t matter and there was no such thing as tumblr famous. Remember when…Oh right you probably don’t since more than half of the users on this site just made an account within the past 6 months. Tumblr has become more of a popularity contest than a blogging website. Now it’s like the whole point of tumblr is to become tumblr famous and not to blog. Tumblr has lost all its originality. Everything that made tumblr such a fun, unique, and creative website is gone. It’s so hard to find good blogs these days since all these blogs are the same. Clothes, food, pictures of good looking people, people smoking, streetlights, weed. Occasionally I’ll find a good humor blog or a blog where someone actually writes but those blogs are so hard to come by now. I remember, if you were to say tumblr in public people would ignore you and nobody would really care. But try doing that now, all the little kids are going to be like “ZOMG TUMBLR OH YEEEEEAH!!!!”. And you know what the stupidest thing on this site is? Tumblr fame. That’s all people care about. And how do you achieve tumblr fame? By being attractive. I swear this site’s turning into myspace. Just watch, pretty soon there’s going to be adds everywhere and pop-ups everytime we log in. I’m giving tumblr one more year before everyone abandons this place just like myspace.

this is sooo true.

Really true, I think. I am very new to tumblr and I have noticed the not-so sensible posts of people. But who am I to say that their posts are less significant if in those ways (posting pictures of beautiful people, clothing, food and etc.) they can best express themselves? :)

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I always think about how down Tim is lately and realized that I am really of no help to him (I guess). Then if I cannot be a good wife to him in the future, I hope God will give him somebody who can understand, strengthen and love him endlessly! Seriously. Just a thought though…

It’s not about the money money money…

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Very true. =)

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The girl has nice legs. Witwew! HAHAHA

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Who was never into UAAP during their teenage years? I guess there were a lot, but spare me from them. Being both a lasallian and an atenean kept me juggling as to what school to support in the UAAP,but in the end my heart goes out for the green.

Joseph Evans “JV” Casio was one of my favorites from the green archers alongside with TY Tang, Simon Atkins and Chollo Villanueva. After they all graduated, I have never seen them again. Probably some have worked or maybe I have not watched basketball that regularly already. However, I recently heard about Simon Atkins linked to Kim Chiu while JV Casio became part of Smart Gilas Pilipinas who lost against Iran hours ago. My heart was crushed with the result of the game but it jumped for somebody who has played magnificently. While watching the game, I promised to write something about JV whether they win or they lose.

This post is dedicated to JV, for the excellent plays he has shown. I must say, he has improved a lot which made him become one of the key players of Smart Gilas Pilipinas. Seeing him play again made me notice that the passion he had for La Salle was tripled now that he has leveled up to another team which represents our country for basketball. With JV’s humility, speed and love for basketball, he surely will go a long way! Thumbs up!

Unconsciously, I can still remember my teachers since I started going to school. Lemme share their names to you..

@Hilltop

Play School: Ma’am Rojasa

@PSLA-CDC

Pre-Kinder: Teacher Lanie

Btw, I went to a La Salle school since Kindergarten. It changed name 3 times, from John Bosco School to John Bosco College to Dela Salle John Bosco College.

@JBC

Kinder 2: Ma’am Pasiorco (Forgive me if I spelled her name wrong)

Grade 1: Sir Manny Daffon

Grade 2: Miss Jenny Ayo

Grade 3: Teacher Luz Belarmino

Grade 4: Teacher Belen De Real

Grade 5: Sir Rey (I forgot the family name)

Grade 6: Teacher Star Datwin

First Year: Teacher Rose Caldeo

Second Year: Teacher Monina Saberon

Third Year: Sir Roque Sarsoza

Fourth Year: Teacher Rhea Yparraguirre

For college, I went to Xavier University-Ateneo de Cagayan.. I have been thrown to lots of teachers but I fell in-love with my teachers from the School of Education. They all deserve to be mentioned.

My Inang Ms. Jovely Delosa

My Mamamitch Ms. Mitchelle Suazo

My “Kamukha daw” Ma’am Mia Ajo

The Great Ms. Amphie Vedua-Dinagsao

Ma’am Kathleen Morales

Ms. Marvz Bicbic

Ma’am Lorie Anne Socorro Rebosura

Ma’am Flery Nery

the single lady, Ma’am Ellen Villanueva

thisshallbemyrevelation, my crush—Jeremias Endrina sssshhhhhh

The coolest, Ma’am Beng Manla

The one and the only ECP teacher—-Ma’am Mae

and the newest member, Ma’am Charo

Yes, I am both a Lasallian and an Atenean. I think both schools have contributed to who I am now. Going back to the real purpose of this post, my teachers are really special to me. I look up to them for little did I know, I will become one of them. I don’t expect my students (children with special needs) now to remember my face nor my name. I know they want to, it’s just that they can’t. All I want is that while they are with me, they’ll get to learn and feel loved. Minds do forget,but hearts will forever remember. =)