February 2012
19 posts
“In all cases love was a strong emotion, not easily contained once it was unleashed. I realized now that love was like a blossoming flower that continually added more and more petals. But there was no end point. There was no full bloom. It went on forever. Growing, strengthening.”
unspokenwordsandbrokenhearts asked: Whale you be my valentine? :")
Anonymous asked: Your lovelife? Is there someone who makes you smile everyday? :) A particular special someone... :>
Anonymous asked: Dear person who inspires me most,
Anonymous asked: Dear Reader
Anonymous asked: There now, steady love, so few come and don't go.
Reblog if you want your followers to tell you one thing they secretly think about you.
Anonymous asked: Flowers or Letters?
Anonymous asked: I heard you created Batasan Hill Diaries, you're growing up to be such an inspiring girl. I'm so proud of you! :)
Anonymous asked: Is it okay if i ask you this? Its fine if youre not comfortable answering it! :) Whats with you two? Saw tons of his profile pictures with youuu, eh.. :>
Anonymous asked: Hi Pretty Girl, please help me with INTFILO. :(
Anonymous asked: Do you know someone named Carlos? :)
Anonymous asked: Where did you and your friends stay when you went to Boracay? :-)
Anonymous asked: How's your heart? JL. <3
Anonymous asked: more photos please :D especially the lomo ones haha
Anonymous asked: I saw you writing on that heart wall stationed at Rockwell. It was a Betina thing to do. What did you write? If you don't mind sharing it with us? :)
Thinking Cap.
I seem to be have been lacking in inspiration to bring out some creative juices. Kindly leave a message in my ask box for inspiration on where to go (places that are interesting and worth visiting), what to write, take photos and the like? (Up to you, really!) Or if you would rather, feel free to ask questions instead. :)
Celina Casidsid
Celina Casidsid, 46 is a mother of five children.
She shares that in year 1989 she meets her husband in a condo unit in Pasig. He was a construction worker, while she was a household helper. He offered his services to her employer and years later they had a civil wedding, Currently, she works for her neighbor. She cooks, she washes their clothes and she looks after her “alaga.”...
Virgilio De Valle
Before the breadwinner, now the warrior. Reality bites. Virgilio del Valle, born August 15, 1954 is the third child among four siblings. He wed Lili Beth del Valle, now 51 years of age, and their love has produced nine children. A resident of Kalinisan St., Batasan Hills, Quezon City, Mang Wil has been dealing with an anal disorder for a span of 15 years and counting. This costed him a lot,...
January 2012
24 posts
This little boy wants his pancakes.
See the following photos of him waiting for his favorite pancakes to arrive.
Anonymous asked: Dear Eyes,
Anonymous asked: Dear HS Self
Anonymous asked: how do you justify the bitterness in a cup of coffee (i.e. is it something allegorical to our metaphysical travails, etc)?
Batasan Hills Diaries
Hello everyone! Kindly click this link to help me out with my project in NSTP.
It’s called Batasan Hills Diaries
Batasan Hills Diaries is a project made by students from De La Salle University documenting the lives of the families located in Batasan Hills, Commonwealth through photographs and stories.
Batasan Hills Diaries aims to raise the awareness of others about communities such...
What happens if you fall in love with a writer? →
Lots of things might happen. That’s the thing about writers. They’re unpredictable. They might bring you eggs in bed for breakfast, or they might all but ignore you for days. They might bring you eggs in bed at three in the morning. Or they might wake you up for sex at three in the morning. Or make love at four in the afternoon. They might not sleep at all. Or they might sleep right through the...
Anonymous asked: Dear Friend That I Miss
On a saturday night, there I was sitting on the couch located at the living room staring at my newly bought books and the empty Starbucks cup right next to it. I recalled glancing at the brown piano that was a couple of meters away from me.
The next thing I knew, I was seated infront of the piano, reaching out for the keys hesitantly. It has been months since I last touched the piano, or has it...
Anonymous asked: Dear Betina, You're in one of my classes. I think you have an interesting mind.
“Becoming a writer is about becoming conscious. When you’re conscious and writing from a place of insight and simplicity and real caring about the truth, you have the ability to throw the lights on for your reader. He or she will recognize his or her life and truth in what you say, in the pictures you have painted, and this decreases the terrible sense of isolation that we have all had too...
We don’t find happiness by looking within.
“We go outside and immerse in the world. We are called to a higher purpose by the inescapable circumstances that are laid out on our path. It’s our daily struggles that define us and bring out the best in us, and this lays down the foundation to continuously find fulfillment in what we do even when times get tough. Happiness comes...
Anonymous asked: Dear Boy I Like,
Letters
I will write about the following, anonymously leave one in my ask box
Dear girl I hate,
Dear boy I like,
Dear ex bestfriend,
Dear bestfriend,
Dear mom,
Dear dad,
Dear Santa,
Dear future me,
Dear girl I’m jealous of
Dear boy I had a crush on
Dear (anyone and anything you have in mind)
http://timetravelling.tumblr.com/ask
I refuse to do my homework right at this moment,...
“We’d said we’d keep in touch. But touch is not something you can keep; as soon as it’s gone, it’s gone. We should have said we’d keep in words, because they are all we can string between us—words on a telephone line, words appearing on a screen.” - David Levithan
To my leather journal,
Your sheets are blank, unwritten, clean and fresh. The tip of my black pen is a few inches away from you. Why is that as it gets closer and closer to you, the thoughts in my head are suddenly a blur and my words slowly drift away. Mhmm, quite peculiar.
According to Psychology,
According to Psychology,
Pain lasts for only seven minutes.
Anything beyond seven minutes is self-inflicted.
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December 2011
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clapee asked: What did you love most about 2011? Likewise, what did you hate most about it? Hehe I'm curious! Here's to a sawi-free 2012, Betty. Love you so so much <3
Anonymous asked: Dear Betina, show us a photo of one of the randomest things you ever did!