Sending thanks Vol 2.

Dear Sunny Mono, this is why I love you so. You get me and you send me stuff ;-)

"Le petit cadeaux, l' entretemient le amitre."

Thank you for the gifts! Vol. 1

Thank you again and again for these. You know who you are ;-)

What happens when you don't keep up with the line.

Me: (speaking to three Kinders) Do you know what's going to happen to you if are left by our line?

Kinder 3: Oh I know. Strange men will come and put us in their cars. Then they will sell us to new parents who won't love us like the parents we have now.

Me: OK...that could happen too! But most likely you I will catch you and I will make you sit and watch the other kids play for about five minutes.

Where the streets have no name - U2

I want to run
I want to hide
I want to tear down the walls
That hold me inside
I want to reach out
And touch the flame
Where the streets have no name

I want to feel, sunlight on my face
See that dust cloud disappear without a trace
I want to take shelter from the poison rain
Where the streets have no name

Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name
Were still building
Then burning down love, burning down love
And when I go there
I go there with you...
(its all I can do)

The cities a flood
And our love turns to rust
Were beaten and blown by the wind
Trampled into dust
Ill show you a place
High on ta desert plain
Where the streets have no name

Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name
Still building
Then burning down love
Burning down love
And when I go there
I go there with you
(its all I can do)

Attitude Checker

Kinder: You stay where you stay and you don't complain!

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Kinder: You get what you get and you don't have a fit!

She does have a point.

"boys are like TOILET. They are either vacant or occupied but most of them are full of shit! That's why they are called BOYLET"

by Shella D., Friend, Adviser, Artist

sms for chat

If you are curious about sending sms messages to me, you can now do this via gmail. As long as you have a gmail account, because I have one it's easy. When I am offline, there is an option at the bottom that says "switch to sms". Just click that and enter my Phone number (+1 650.291.7312) once you've entered my phone number, enter my name, then type in the message and I will get it on my phone.

Try it and you will be amazed too!

NAME GAME

If you call me Gladys then you know my real name.

If you call me Nining then you are my parents, most probably my father.

If you call me Kondessa then you are one of the Ubings.

If you call me G you are probably Sarah.

If you call me Lil G then I used to work with you.

If you call me Angel, you are a secretary from DC/ SSF or I used to ride the service bus with you.

If you call me Y then you are X or a member of the Dailycraps

If you call me Mareng Y, you are Mareng D.

If you call me Dawg or Ate then you are my brother.

If you call me Grace, stop it right away before I embarrass you.

If you call me Glenda, don't do that again.

If you call me Dude, you are my adoptive brother Ian

If you called me Princess, you are probably the other Ian

If you call me Ate Gladys then you are still in PNK/CWS, a KADIWA Officer, or used to attend PNK in Palmera I, my younger cousins, my adoptive sisters or the Polaris.

If you call me Manang Gladys, you are probably Karah.

If you call me Gladys Night, you are over 45 years old

If you call me Tita Gladys then you are Lia, Marianne, The Roque sisters, Mynee or Nate

If you call me Panget then you are Arnel D.

If you call me Kumag, you are my Tita Jo.

If you call me Mommierette, you are either Shiela May, Elena, Audrey or Marie.

If you call me Gladys Morrissette, you are Awikins.

If you call me Gladys the Kid, you are Kulots (Ciannyl the curly).

If you call me Gladiola, you are a highschool classmate, more specifically, 3^rd year.

If you call me Buddy then you are Judy.

If you call me Glado you are my classmate from elementary or Cathy and Cheche

If you call me Mrs. P***** then you are Joanne

If you call me Dyz you are probably Jille.

If you call me Beastley then you are My classmate from grade 3-6 or Sean M.

If you call me G-chan then you are Poi.

If you call me Ms. Fernandez, you are one of my students.

If you call me Ms. Gladys, you are one of my students.

If you call me a Bitch, I probably sent you to the principal's office and called your parents, in short, you know your life is over.

If you call me Gladys Hanim/ Gladys Abla, you are Turkish.

If you call me Bruha/Gaga then you are Jackie

If you call me Bestfriend then you are Mynee’s mom, Jo-Ann Ray.

From the vault #1

Somebody - Depeche Mode

I want somebody to share
Share the rest of my life
Share my innermost thoughts
Know my intimate details
Someone who'll stand by my side
And give me support
And in return
She'll get my support
She will listen to me
When I want to speak
About the world we live in
And life in general
Though my views may be wrong
They may even be perverted
She'll hear me out
And won't easily be converted
To my way of thinking
In fact she'll often disagree
But at the end of it all
She will understand me
Aaaahhhhh....

I want somebody who cares
For me passionately
With every thought
With every breath
Someone who'll help me see things
In a different light
All the things I detest
I will almost like
I don't want to be tied
To anyone's strings
I'm carefully trying to steer clear of
Those things
But when I'm asleep
I want somebody
Who will put their arms around me
And kiss me tenderly
Though things like this
Make me sick
In a case like this
I'll get away with it
And in a place like this
I'll get away with it
Aaaahhhhh....

Letters from the sandbox

1st grader A sat on the bench writing next to me when three boys came to see what she is doing.

1st grader B: (to me) What is she doing?

Me: She is writing a letter to her dad.

1st grader B: Why? He in jail?

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Me: No he is not in jail. He is just working very far from here. Now go and play!

Ooohh! He said the "G" word!

Kinder A: Teacher! He says I'm gay!

Teacher: What do mean by gay? (looks at both Kinder A and B)

Kinder C: It means that you are acting like a girl.

Teacher: Be quiet! I am not asking you!

Kinder D: No! It means when two boys are kissing each other, that is gay!