tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42289015292930633442011-07-08T01:27:52.658-07:00Ji Jomarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08393709632746172065noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4228901529293063344.post-5098924443577416222009-06-15T09:09:00.000-07:002009-06-15T09:16:29.128-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QmdsC2v9IA/SjZyTeNA-eI/AAAAAAAAABA/xreKln3NVyg/s1600-h/1_904511048l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6QmdsC2v9IA/SjZyTeNA-eI/AAAAAAAAABA/xreKln3NVyg/s320/1_904511048l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347587286399777250" border="0" />My father,Jose.My eldest brother,Joberth.My sister inlaw,Neriah.My beautiful Mother,Asing.</a><br />They are very proud that at the second time,their able to walk in the isle one of their children.<br />Sometimes,I am wondering what if my own children getting married.I'm not ready for it,But.I am kinda excited.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4228901529293063344-509892444357741622?l=jijomar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ji Jomarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08393709632746172065noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4228901529293063344.post-79259813489801206762009-06-11T13:49:00.000-07:002009-06-11T13:55:21.504-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QmdsC2v9IA/SjFuK90WO_I/AAAAAAAAAA4/XjW2-8OdbYY/s1600-h/1_280012418l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6QmdsC2v9IA/SjFuK90WO_I/AAAAAAAAAA4/XjW2-8OdbYY/s320/1_280012418l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346175367337360370" border="0" /></a><br />The last time i saw him his innocent,young and sweet.His my buddy and a bodyguard every time i went somewhere his always with me.We drink and drunk together with his friends.He think that i am a cool sister because i let him do things that my parent won't let him.I am happy for him at the same time i am sad.Because my baby brother his not a baby anymore.In fact,his going to have a baby in his own.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4228901529293063344-7925981348980120676?l=jijomar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ji Jomarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08393709632746172065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4228901529293063344.post-16840130975878090612009-06-11T12:45:00.000-07:002009-06-11T13:03:14.211-07:00I cannot believe i wake up 9:30 this morning and so tired.I call at my work and let them know i can't come today.Instead i will be there tomorrow.Thank God,Their nice people.So,here i am bored i talk to my friend and then make lunch and put the boys in bed for a nap.Sometimes,i can't understand myself.Sometimes i feel so strong and then i feel depress.I don't know if this is normal but for me is not.And the bad thing is,i don't want to do anything.It is hard because i can't do that,i have two children to take care for heaven sake!But,their also a time like last night i spent until midnight cleaning the whole house.I don't think so,i get crazy.My mind still very clear,i am sure with that.Oh,will maybe i just miss my family back home in Philippines.I chat my sister last night and my younger brother,and again he told me that he won't go home until i also coming home.And that make me sad....while i thinking about my brother said last night.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4228901529293063344-1684013097587809061?l=jijomar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ji Jomarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08393709632746172065noreply@blogger.com0