But as soon as I saw her face (Pehpot, that researcher of a girl, hunted the author down and showed me her picture), it made me feel better. Why? Well let’s just say she’s not exactly the kind of person I’d even compare myself to, physically and skill-wise. And that’s my understatement of the year.

Wait, this is a thank you post, right?

So I’m supposed to thank people. People who’ve made me feel better, who made me realize why I shouldn’t even be wasting my time thinking about it, people who have made posts about my portfolio, killing that particular article in search results. And here’s the list of said people together with my thank you note for them. I’m also compiling this for future reference, just in case somebody tries a silly stunt again. A reminder in print that I am loved, that a lot of people believe in me.

Pehpot, you dug the dirt for me. And because of that single picture, I am at peace. Haha! Seriously, though. Thank you for being the bestest friend during the time I direly need one. You are the brains behind (as usual) the barrage of link love, and I owe you big time.

LingLing, I love you already, you know that. Hee hee. ‘Sides being über gorgeous, you also have the wonderful heart of a friend. I will be forever grateful to know someone like you.

Ayie, you’re kamalditahan comes in handy in this kind of situation, my dear sister. Thank you for feeling the same way.

Seiko, for being eternally the wise one. I will never be able to put into words how much I am thankful to have known you through the marce club.

Chris, for just believing in me and what I can do.You are the best!

Liz, I know you’re all for a war and I appreciate the kind words on Facebook and on your post. Made this episode much more bearable because you are undoubtedly one of the funniest girls I know.

Niko, (and because she loves me so much has posted about it here, too), because you are always a willing participant in the battlefield (if ever there was one), and would not hesitate to put your life on the line, not only for me, but also for all your friends.

Fedhz, who has to be coerced and threatened into making a post, I’m sorry for being such a pest. But I know you love me and you cannot deny me of that link love, and you know I love  you back,  and for me you’re a rock star.

Anne, although no posts were made, you fought closer to the fugly target than anyone else I know. Thank you for standing up for me.

Sam, I know you like to tear her head off, but we wouldn’t stoop down to her level right? Thank you for being angry with me. It helped my mental health a lot. And for writing another post for me.

Mae, I’m sorry your post is not a blind item anymore. Haha! But I just have to include you here, in case the bitch comes this way, so’s to let her know how much people dislike her post about me. Thank you so much for making me feel so, so much better.

Yami, you know you’re the sweetest, right? I sooo love you. And I hope I can talk to you on YM soon :)

Mys, I’m always flattered when you write something about me.  I seem larger than life somehow when the post is written by Mys. Tee hee. I luuurve your Fontmoochers, by the way.

The list is not complete, I am still hunting down those who have made a post of support about me. The comment section is open, though (hint, hint).

I am leaving you with this quote from The Libertine:

…you must acquire the trick of ignoring those who do not like you. In my experience, those who do not like you fall into two categories: The stupid and the envious. The stupid will like you in five years time. The envious, never.

And yes bitch. You picked the wrong person to cross. My friends are all war freaks. LOL. If not for Peh acting all Carlisle on us, your life would’ve been hell by now. But no more posts about you. Once is enough. I’m all over it already.

She got married way before I got pregnant with Svet, but I learned that it was just several months ago that she gave birth to her darling daughter. She told me she and her husband are both working, and her baby is left with the babysitter. She doesn’t know the sitter so much, so she instructs them to go to her mother’s house (it’s not far away from where they live) while both of them are away. I suggested security cameras for protection, and she says she has in fact bought a couple and they’re just waiting to be installed. I could babysit if we were near, but unfortunately, we’re far away from each other.

I promised her I would go to their house together with Svet when we go to Bulacan in June, and I would most certainly keep that promise because I miss her so much. I realized that I haven’t been as close to anyone else as I’ve been close to her, and I don’t think I ever will. How about you? Are you fortunate like me to have found a best friend for life?

I mentioned here that we went to town proper, but originally to go bargain shopping at the legion of ukay-ukay (used articles, i.e bags and clothes) shops which Baguio is famous for, to do the groceries and go to the wet market for our food. But while eating I noticed Fedhz can hardly keep her eyes open from tiredness, so I told Mike and Paulie that we’ll go straight home while they go to the grocery. Naturally, we took Yz and Svet with us, and we were very, very slow in descending because she was afraid that she might slip or something. We were talking and laughing (me laughing at her and she laughing at herself.  ) all the way with the dead weight of the two toddlers on our shoulders (both of them fell asleep in the taxi) so imagine the shortness of breath. But hey, it’s not everyday I get to be with my marce like that so it’s more than okay. What’s with the title? Filler post, see.