I thought I already lost my addiction to Zynga games, I already stop playing Cafeworld and Farmville but due to public demand I played Farmville again, gifts from my neighbors is pouring into my account that makes me play.

I thought that will be the only Zynga game I am going to play but just few days ago I found myself busy not into blogging or earning online but playing again a Zynga games which is Frontierville.

Frontierville is also like farmville where you going to plant, earn coins and horshoes equivalent to FV cash. In FrontierVille, you’re going to  tame the wild and create your own special homestead and town. In order to build a thriving frontier town you must first gather the proper resources and clear your land by chopping lumber trees will give you wood  while harvesting fruit trees, animals, and crops can give you food, coin and energy. After you do some chopping and harvesting, you’ll have to begin constructing buildings to found a town on your very own FrontierVille homestead. You won’t be alone you’ll have a spouse, and a family to raise too but you need to be careful on chopping woods and cleaning weeds you’re going to found a bear, snakes and a ground hog. You need to scare them which requires to use energy. In frontierville you have a goal to achieve not like in farmville you can do what you want, you cannot be married without completing a goal. The only thing I don’t like on this game is feeding my animals they are always hungry when you feed them it uses energy..

Are you looking for a monkey? Here’s a monkey in the Malunggay tree, I am picking younger leaves of Malunggay that time for “tinolang manok”. I’ve asked my mother if she could take photo of me and guess what she did,  she zoomed it.  I am 6-8 feet high from the ground, the wall you can see is the wall of the church which is just our neighbor so even you didn’t attend the Sunday service you will still know what’s the sermon because you can hear it  from our house.

To those who doesn’t know what is “Malunggay” in the Philippines, “Sajina” in the Indian Subcontinent, and “Moringa” in English, it is a popular tree. Many Asians use the leaves of Malunggay (Sajina) like spinach and also the fruit it produces as a vegetable, like asparagus. Both the leaves and the fruits are very nutritious, which contain many vitamins like Vitamin C and other minerals. For centuries, people in India, Philippines, Malaysia, and Thailand have been eating these leaves as a part of their food.

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It’s another day to open my vault of old photos, these pictures we’re memorable because this is the first time that I smiled on the photos when I am growing older.

The first pictures makes me motivated to smile for every photos that will going to be develop because Nanay says I look pretty in picture when I smiled, you know I am not photogenic but a talikod-genic.

This is the real me, boyish type of person and childish. One time I over heard two senior students talking about me that’s when I crossed the hallway by crossing  on the cemented terrace without walking on the nearest exit. “Maganda sana yon tomboy naman” . Hehe, my ears fluffed.

The only thing you are going to notice on most  of my photos I am dressed like a girl which is not me in normal days on my jeans and tee-shirts. 

Everything change when I am on my third year college, I now dress and act as a lady. I wore  lipstick, lip shiner, eye liner and eye make-up. Everyone called me a late bloomer, even asking me who’s my boyfriend. I caught guys attention because I am just going to be surprised when I received text messages from unknown number. I did not take them seriously, there are times that one of my friend will used me to ask one of our classmate to treat as a snack. She will ask him to treat us for snack because I am with them (lol).

One of my cousins was shocked when she saw one of my visitor at home, yup may nanligaw din naman sa akin.  Haha,  kahit pangit ako guwapo mga nanligaw sa akin (lol). They cannot believed na may guwapong manliligaw sa akin kc nauna sila nagdalaga.  Ilong pa lang daw ulam na. Haist 

Basta nakakatuwa  may nang-aaway pa nga sa akin sa text na girlfriend daw ng guy pero idenideny naman sa akin. Haist ansarap balikan yong pakikipag-away sa text. Joke2! A gay teacher even bumped me and tell me na umamin sa class niya ang isang guwapong student nia na may crush sa akin. Feeling!

Ganon lang, I never had a personal bf until I married kasi sobrang taray ko daw saka laging nakabuntot sa akin mother ko. They even call me mother’s girl but my reply  “my mother is Ryanne’s girl“.  Aloof din ako sa guys hindi ako nakikipag-usap sa hindi ko kilala at hindi kasama ang mga friendsters ko. My daily routine too, school and house. My mother did not allow me to attend activities at night or my classmate’s birthday. Swimming with classmates or etc.,  Sometimes I am able to attend feast or birthday as long as it is celebrated at day time it happens  when I went to school and our teacher is not around which my mother didn’t know. My mother know my class schedule, she wrote it on her notebook. (WISE) If I am going to be late for few minutes,  machine gun will greet me. (Not a real gun, you know what I mean). Sometimes she will not stop texting my close friend, where am I and what I am doing talagang “mura de pataranta” that sometimes I feel nervous going home.We only had one mobile that time na ayaw pa nga padala sa akin minsan kasi nga dami nagtetext. Yup my mother is super strict, before I did not appreciate it. When I graduated my college and got married I appreciated it so much, because my cousin on my same age get pregnant and married at the age of 18 and did not continue her studies anymore. Some of my friends was not able to graduate because they’re pregnant before graduation came. So if not from my mother I am not here on where I am. Halerr as if general manager ako ah, ano na lang if not to her maybe I did not got a degree.

You know when I became girly the first person who feel happy is my mother. She bought me clothes, lipstick, make-up, high heeled sandals.

Anyway I’ve learned how to do these beauty things from my  group of friends because  they are all fashionable. Every minute ata nakaretouch. Haist nagamit din yong mga damit na binili ni Nanay, na minsan eh nagdadabog pa ako bakit pang-girl mga binili niya gamit sa akin like bag, sabi ko knapsack. Bilhan ba naman ako ng maliit na girly bag with matching little teddy bear. My mother scold me that time when I told her why she keep buying me girly things, she ask me “Why are you not a girl?“. Pahiya ako doon ah…

Before I forgot sa time na to, I  gained my confidence and feel not rejected anymore. I just observed that I hide my feelings by acting like a tough girl when I am boyish. You know I am afraid to be bullied again, rejected by my peers or classmates.

Right now I am back on what I am because no more friends to influence me to be fashionable, my husband also don’t like me wearing beauty  things except lip shiner or light lipstick.  He said to me before I went here “if you’re going to wear those purple color on your eye, don’t expect me to walk beside you. I will walk on the other side of the street.“

Sometimes my husband telling me to act like a lady/woman because it seems sometimes I am not. It means even I did not wear big t-shirts anymore  my boyish thing is still here. My get-up now is still jeans but blouse not tee-shirt.

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I don’t know how to drive and we don’t own the two motorcycle, nakikiupo lang. Just sitting!

Nothing to do, I woke up today around 2:54 in the afternoon. Very late riser huh? I slept 5:38 this morning that’s why I woke up so late. I was surprised when I turn off the light to sleep because it’s already day light outside I did not notice it.

As I woke up I immediately grab my laptop below the bed and do some clicky ads. Then around 3 something I ate my breakfast, coffee and a box of cookies.  That’s all I have eaten, right now I am feeling dizzy, plus my thighs are aching again from the work-out. I feel hungry but I don’t know what to eat..I am so picky! Huhuhu!

Anyway, I love french fries so much. So every time we go to a fast food its on my order, there are times I bought a potato in the market and make my own french fries. Last night I have fried the last potato fries left on the fridge.

I am freaking out this past few days, I thought I am going to have a heart attack because of my foolishness . As I have said on my previous blog I have been hooked up reading paranormal stories, yeah true stories. Then I just feel afraid, fear struck on me. The other day I can bear the fear not until last night Catlaine send me a youtube link for unsolved mysteries when I shared to her what I am doing and reading. So I watched then read, then it just happened that I am now afraid to be alone here at our apartment.  I didn’t moved into the bed until hubby came from his early class, I just ate cereal and milk. When he went back to school I am all alone again and make myself busy blog hopping and posting some blogs, when he returned home this afternoon he asked me if I am ready for our gym. I told him I did not yet ate because I am freaking afraid to get off the bed. So while he is changing his clothes I hurriedly drink two bottle of liquid yogurt then we head to the gym.

Guess what happened? My legs are shaking in the gym doing squats, leg curls and using the machine. It is dark to see, dizzy and feeling weak. Hubby told me to breath while I am doing the work-out, then I remember I did not eat anything aside from the cereal and milk. So I beg him to go home, because I feel so weak. We still finished the work-out but not the cardio,  Now I learned my lesson don’t read and watch if I can’t bear the consequences, and  to eat first before gym, or else I am going to collapse.

We are really opposite to each other, she has the talent I don’t have and I have mine she doesn’t have. If her mole is on right, mine is on left,  my birthmark is on my upper body she had on her lower body. She has a white skin like our mother, I am brown like our father.

This is us now…

Who said that Jollibee is just for kids? Here’s my sister Bluehoney ,with Jollibee.She’s already 18 years old but still posed with Jollibee, well as I am too! Hehe

This photo was taken when I went to War Memorial of Korea alone.

The Ugly me. Yap, this is me when I was 13 years of age. My very first photo shot in a photo shop/centre except for school ID’s, it is my mother who brought me here after school, the shop is just near the school gate and it happened that Nanay knows the camera man so she was intrigued to push me inside to have this photo.

Do you see any difference in the photo? Well I know you don’t, the only things that make the photo different fro my new photos is my SMILE, as you can see there’s no smile on my lips. All of my photo when I am in grade school to high school looks like that, I never smile on my photo before.

I am a lonely little girl who lives on my own world, the four walls of my room. No playmates, nobody likes me. Everybody hates bullied me, if I am going to forget something that is my childhood in Odiongan. Just want to share my  MY AUTOBIORAPHY I did not change it anymore i first write my autobiography when I was in high school and re-written it when I was in college.

The deaf silence around the delivery room of TARLAC PROVINCIAL HOSPITAL was broke when a cute baby girl was born at exactly 5:20 in the morning, 17th of October, twenty years ago. The baby is few days earlier than the expected birth of November. As the first born in the family the baby became the strength and happiness of her parents, her father and her mother.

As the baby grows she already catches attention from the people surrounds her, everybody loves her as everybody admires her cuteness including those foreigners who get acquainted with her in her early years. There’s an instance that a father unselfishly offered his own child in return of the cute baby girl but her parents delightfully refused the offer. They lovingly treasured the cute baby girl and been baptized on April 05, 19878 at St. Vincent Catholic Church, Tarlac City. At eight months old YHANNE to her parents got her first step and in few months she has her first word “Mama! Papa! At age two and a month she already know how to translate animal names into English language, and at age three and a months the life of her parents became gray and dull when she was accidentally hitted and pinched by a running tricycle, she was hurriedly rushed to a private hospital without thinking of the bills because it is a matter of life and death. She got a lot of bruises on her back and a wound on her thigh but he most affected part was her head, softness occurred. It was a miracle that YHANNE had over come all of it. She attended her first school at MATATALAIB BUNO ELEMENTARY SCHOOL as preparatory level, she enjoyed to draw anything into her pad of paper and without any hint of her tomorrow’s, YHANNE on her early age started to collect different color of pencils in green, yellow, blue and red.

When she reached her six years of age she blow her last birthday cake after the changes on there life happened the time when her father told her to drop “Papa” and change it to Tatay as “Mama” to Nanay. She attended her first intermediate days at DAMASO BRIONES ELEMENATARY SCHOOL and after a week she was transferred to CARANGIAN ELEMENTARY SCHOOL and then suddenly her parents decided to move out into her father’s hometown. A typical province far from civilization YHANNE first conclusion after her feet landed in the land where she finally enrolled her grade one in the late month of June at ODINGAN SOUTH CENTRAL ELEMENTARY SCHOOL where she finished her elementary level constantly in section one. As an alien to everybody on her first year of stay in the locality she became the center of attraction in terms of funniest jokes, the unforgettable moment of her childhood years, the tears she cried. At the age of fourteen the destiny permits her to use her colorful pencils when she had written her first mushy poem. She graduated her high school at ROMBLON STATE COLLEGE the most popular college in the province. Her high school days were the happiest moment she had on her younger years.

And now at twenty RYANNE or simply YHANNE to my family meanwhile HERZ to my friends I am now a fourth year college student taking up BACHELOR OF SCIENCE IN INFORMATION TECHNOLOGY here at ROMBLON STATE COLLEGE, my Alma Mater. I am still proud that I was raised from a poor family and been blessed by a scholarship grant (STATE SCHOLARSHIP PROGRAM) in order to continue my studies. I am a homebody type of person sometimes I’m nice and sometimes I’m naughty but it depends upon the people that surrounds me. I am a piece of hard headed what I think I’ll do it but I make sure it wouldn’t harm others. I’m moody and I hate interruptions, I am a little bit shy and childish but I’m sweet fun loving friend to everybody. I love music I can’t live with outit around me and I do believe that music can touch one’s life. I enjoyed reading and watching movies and I also love writing simple poems, essays and sometimes short stories and scripts through my writings you will deeply know me, my sensitivity!I have a lot of dreams and at the age of twenty-six I’m hoping that all will be materialized and I do believe that all the things we are trying to struggle is our destiny!!!

Philippines is well known in celebrating fiesta, there’s town fiesta, barangay fiesta and so on..when our barangay (the smallest unit of government) celebrates fiesta there’s always an awards night or  beauty pageant. Awards night for the basketball or volleyball tournament, a program like this will not be complete if there is no open disco for everybody. 

Mostly I went there with my family just to watch the first part of the program and little part of  the second part it which is the disco part. We’re just contented standing in the corner together with the other people who can’t afford to buy a table like this. Usually table cost P300 – P1,000 ($6-$20), the higher the price the more food in top of the table like chicken lechon (roasted chicken), beers, softdrinks and finger foods. Lechon is always part of a fiesta celebration.

The benefits on being on a table is you have a good view with the stage, you’re relax sitting in a chair and you have food to eat.

I am not after the table , as we always jokingly said “We are just going to bring our own table from home” then laughed. The only thing that matter is when you saw your other relatives sitting on a table and never care to talk to you or a simple invite to sit with them even it is not true to their hearts (plastic invitation) well you know you are not going to accept it, who the heck will sit in table with her home clothes and slippers?  The thoughts always count eh. They don’t know you in that particular of time, anyway they always don’t know you so what else to expect from them.

Things had change when I become what I am now, they know who are me and I now exist on their senses. Our house now exist on our place because now they can always see us if there’s a special gathering to attend too that we always don’t know. C ‘est lavie!

This photo is a bit of memorable (lol) because this is the second time I was not a by-stander anymore and this is the first time we bought a table, some of my cousins contribute so they can sit. Others just sit and buy their own chair which you can’t do to them if they own the table, anyway I we invited them so no harm.

The people on the photo (L-R) Me, April (My father’s cousin on vacation in our barangay, they said we have to call her Aunt, I am older to her, she is just 18 yrs. of age), then some guys cousins.