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Monday, July 07, 2008
Good Job
After my tiring duty, I hurriedly went on an ATM and cashed out some savings. Being exhausted, I decided to treat my self for an indulging lunch. And when I got my orders, I swiftly remembered that I was supposed to watched “Hancock” in theatre with Jec and Hazel. And so, I called Hazel who I left in the hospital and was looking for me…and Jec who’s at home getting ready to go out. Then, I told them where I was and to come over.
We met and headed to the theatre. Many had come to see the film too. We’re glad that we still found seats. We were just on time when trailers of upcoming movies were being advertised. And what made me excited were these new “Batman” and “007” movie trailers.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1…
The starting scenes of the movie were very entertaining. Seeing a drunk, dirty, miserable and ‘a not so hero’, superhero is unpredictably witty. He is homeless, awful and dejected. He saves lives but causes more property damages. As in, million dollar damages and the public have enough of it. In short, he’s an A-hole. Yes, Hancock is an A-hole. And he hates it when people called him that way. So, better be careful because he competes even with children. Trust me; you would not want to be thrown up in the sky by this heroic idiot.
But when he saved and met this PR spokesperson Ray, he was pushed to change. Ray turned Hancock to an ideal superhero. Hancock changed his bad image to a good one by sending his self into prison, wearing a-more-like superhero suit and by praising LA cops with his catchy line “Good job.”
The entertaining scenes of the movie turned dramatic when Hancock met Mary. (It’s the part where I unconsciously had a short nap.) It was a startling twist that divulged facts about Hancock’s past. I personally think that the movie lost its momentum to that part.
The movie was too fast. First, he was an A-hole, and then he’s an Idol. That’s it. I was expecting more twists other than the not surprising dramatic part. But still, I praised its good visual effects and its success in mixing action and comedy. Fair enough.
Labels: boring, film, happy, me, non-sense, opinion, sad, sentiment
Monday, June 30, 2008
The Problem about Love
Love is a problem itself. I know some of you are happily living with your love ones or currently having a meaningful relationship. But others are not. (Clears throat) See, there’s no perfect relationship. You may be in good terms right now but along the way you may encounter trials. Problems exist; as love exists. These may be small or worst, big. So, be careful handling it.
I know some of you are in great deal of heartache or pain right now. Honestly, I have been there too. And I am not going to tell you how painful it is ‘cause I know you know it too well.
Funny, I realized how bitter I was. And I imagined how crazy and psycho I was before. Haha! Good thing my head didn’t gave up.
Before, I have hard time of waking up and rolling out of bed in the morning. I turned off or skipped songs on my music player because every song is painful and reminds me of her. I can’t even bear to eat to the same restaurants I took her to. Sometimes, I binge eating for comfort. I even constantly check my email or mobile phone to see if she has sent me a message, think constantly why she really left, and felt massively depressed. Back then, everything in me had fallen apart. But, I am OK now.
If love failed, please know that this is not our fault. We weren’t thought this in school, right? We weren’t taught by our parents…and there is no “love fails” or “how to cope when love failed?” lessons in any classes.
The real problem about love is that it can never be learn even by the most intelligent men in the planet. This can not be learn by reading books, watching movies, listening to music, sitting in on a lecture or by reading blog entries like this. Love... Love is ONLY learn by heart.
Labels: fall, happy, life, love, me, opinion, sad, sentiment
Friday, June 27, 2008
A Horror Story
Last night, a friend invited me to go out. We went to bonjour—a cafeteria. While I was sipping my chocolate frappe, he posed a surprising question. With a serious voice, he asked “Pare, how can I tell my girlfriend that I don’t like her facial hair?” I chuckled. Fortunately, I able to managed not to spit out the frappe I was drinking on his face. Then, I said, “When did you start dating men? Are you sure she’s a girl?” He giggled. I thought he got offended. But seriously, I felt his pain.
I don’t know how to help him. I can’t think of a way how to get him out of his hairy horror.
I suggested showing her girlfriend a movie in which a beautiful celebrity is having hair-removal wax strips. And I told him to break to her girlfriend gently that she would be as beautiful as the celebrity if she gave that a try. I also suggested to show some hairy horror photos to her and say “Ok na
In the end, I told him that at least her girlfriend has some kind of hair. Because, wouldn’t it be freakier if she had none—as in no eye brows, eye lashes and all? Sigh. I say this is a very tough dilemma.
Labels: film, happy, life, love, opinion, sad, scary, sentiment
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Sand Fantasy
I was astounded by this unique masterpiece I watched from youtube. Take a few minutes watching this amazing talent of Ilana Yahav. Watch as she draws sand animations using only her finger on a glass table.
“Incredible.”
The combination of sand, lighting and music truly creates a lively, prevailing and wonderful art.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Flooded Mobile
I was very worried about the storm yesterday. I was on the hospital; having my 10pm-6am duty. The wind was so strong that the door keeps on wobbling. I saw on the glass window how the wind bends trees and the rain flooded the road.
Many staffs had called and informed the supervisors that they won’t be able to go to work due to the bad weather. I was very anxious because I may work overtime or have straight duty due to understaffing. I’m glad it didn’t happen. The next ICU nurse on duty that day came in spite of the bad weather. After the endorsement, I hurriedly went out and prepare my umbrella. There are seldom jeepneys passing by and so I waited long for a ride.
After long minutes, a jeepney stopped. Because the rain was too heavy, I ran fast under my umbrella so I won’t get awfully wet. But as I was running, my new cell phone slept out of my pocket. Oh no! It fell and was dragged by the outpouring ground. I tried to catch it but the water current was too strong. So quick, it disappeared.
I felt miserable. Who wouldn’t? It was a birthday gift from my mom. I only used that phone for 5 days…and now, it’s gone. I am so STUPID.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Happy Birthday to Me
Yup, today is my birthday. And I am getting older. Sigh.
June 19, 2008 is Dr. Jose Rizal’s birthday too, our national hero. And because Rizal was born here in our own town, Calamba (which is now a city), there’s always a big celebration held at his house which is a tourist attraction. I remember last year, we went there; tried to join the big crowd and watched. But our patient was too short that we decided to go to other places because it was too hot and earsplitting.
June 19 is also Laguna Day, our province day. It’s always been a holiday; means, no classes, no works, no offices. That’s why, unlike others, I never celebrated my birthday in school.
Aside from me and Rizal, there are also few friends of mine whose celebrating their birthday today. They are Jonn (my bible study mate), Gene (my co-worker), Jason and Ate Itchy (which are my former classmates). I know there’re many more birthday celebrants out there aside from us. So, happy birthday too!
I thank those who telephoned and sent me SMS, IMs, and emails just to greet me. Thank you for remembering my birthday. How thoughtful and touching.
Thank you God for giving me another fruitful and meaningful year! Thank you for this challenging and yet wonderful life you are conferring. I’ll treasure this gift, life, you gave me and do my best to live the way you wanted.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Nurses’ Day Out at Batangas
Because we haven’t been to any beach last summer, we decided to do it this June. I know we might be late for the summer. But at least, the weather these days are still hot. We’ve been preparing for this for a long time. It’s our only chance for this year—before the rainy season comes.
The meeting place was again in front of our dearest alma mater, our former school. I was the last one to come because I wasted my time searching for the camera’s USB port. And I have no cash yet, so, I have to go to an ATM. I thought I’ll be left behind. I am glad I still made it.
Because some of us haven’t seen ourselves for a long time, there were endless chit chats inside the van. The road was clear. It took us more than two hours to get to the beach. We looked for a good-looking beach resort with a good cost too.
We rented a tiny house with a kitchen, dinning table, room and comfort room. The cottage is comfy enough. And we got it for a cheap price of Php700. We also rented a boat bike for us to wander around beaches all day long for a cheap price of Php700 too. Because there’s less expenses for our stay, we have plenty of budgets for foods.
Before doing any beach activities, first, we settled and grab plates. We didn’t prepare any food for this outing; everything was bought at the nearest talipapa or small market.
With our stomach full and recharged bodies, we did the first activity—site seeing. We wandered, felt the fine sand with our feet, relaxed our eyes with the blue horizon and smelled the fresh sea breeze. Of course, there were endless picture takings.
Then, we drove the boat bike. This ride has pedals for two persons and a steer. It can accommodate up to 7 persons. While on the boat, we can see the sea bed and the corals under. The water is so clear.
The next activity was body henna tattooing. There are lots of designs to choose from. I decided to have a tribal tattoo on my nape. A boy, about 10 years old, drew the pattern on my back with a pen. Then, his older brother did the henna tattooing. My other friends have their tattoos at their biceps and on around their ankles.
We have to let the henna dried up first. So, the next activity was sun bathing. We laid and sat on the sand while letting our skins get sunburns and skin cancer. *Joking. We wore sun blocks for our protection. Then, we covered Ric with sands. We buried him alive. Haha! Afterwards, we all got sand body scrubs.
Next, we swam. The water is cool enough and colder below. You can swim well because there are only small waves. The sea bed’s sand is so fine. You can feel it with your feet’s soles. There are some portions that are rough because of the coral reefs under. We played, glide, float and stroked.
Afterward is my favorite part. We rode a fishing boat and sent us to The Little Cave Island. The ride only cost us Php500 back and forth, plus free snorkels for us to use. It took us about 15 minutes to the little cave. We were all stunned by the beauty of that place. The water is very clear—crystal clear. The cave is said to be the nest of fisher birds. It has awesome boulders and bounty fine-looking sea shells. The place is breathtaking…a perfect time for picture taking. Haha!
I caught live sea shells (small creatures called, “I don’t know”) which I brought home. I placed it on my small aquarium with my little soft shelled turtle.
The next best thing we did was snorkeling. We grabbed snorkels and goggles. Then, jump to the sea. Wow! The coral reef is so splendid. There are corals with different colors, shapes and sizes. There are small fishes which seem to be playing around with you. But if you tried to hold them, they would swim away. Some creatures I saw were clown fish, angel fish, sword fish and star fish. (Sigh.) The underwater world is so dazzling. It feels like were on a giant aquarium.
After that underwater adventure, we went back to the resort. We took merienda or snack. Minutes later, we went back to the water for our last swim. About 6pm, we all decided to have our fresh water bath/shower and dressed up.
We saw the spectacular sunset. The sun seems to be a giant orange basket ball. We all hate to leave but we have to say goodbye to beach…and drove way back home.
But, our journey didn’t stop there. Going back home, we decided to have our dinner on an also famous place in Batangas, at Tagaytay. The place is similar to our country’s summer capital city,
We had our dinner at Mushroom Burger. It’s a popular restaurant that uniquely serves cultured mushroom dishes. I ordered mushroom beef and 100% mushroom burger, their specialty. Hmm…yummy! You must taste these burgers. They are not just delicious but nutritious as well. Trust me. (Endorser? Haha!)
We all went home safely with our body tired, hearts filled with joy, and faces painted with smile. This had been another happy and unforgettable bonding moment for us. Actually, on our way home, we are already wondering and planning for when and where will be our next outing. We all can’t wait.
For more photos, click the link below:
Nurses' Day Out at Batangas Multiply Photo Album
Labels: food, happy, life, me, nursing, sentiment, summer, travel
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Abduction
When the sun was about to set, I got away from home. I went to a cafeteria few kilometers away from the eventful neighborhood. I supposed to meet Kate and her mom there at 6pm. I tried to be there a little bit earlier but I was trapped by a heavy traffic. At least, I came to the place at unerringly 6pm on my watch.
As I was going up on the elevator, my mind constantly thinking why did Kate’s mom invite me for this evening. I looked for a cozy place and settled. Fifteen minutes passed, and still the two haven’t arrived yet. So, I decided to go down and looked for them outside. Then, I saw them; they were looking for me too. When we came in to the elevator, I kindly pressed the button to where floor we’re going to. I pressed number "5". I was shocked when I saw her mom’s reaction. Her face showed an allusion that I pressed the wrong button. Then, she pressed number “2” instead of “5”.
I was taken aback. I thought we were going to a cafeteria but it was not what it looks like. I was kidnapped. I have no idea on where we're going. All of the following activities were not according to plan. I heard someone said, “I was culture shocked.” Honestly, I was too. Not only I was kidnapped; there were many of us.
There’s no need to tell you more about what happened. Just think of it this way; I was kidnapped for 3 ½ hours. Yes. Three and a half hours of no food, no talk, no other movements but just sitting. If you were in my position, you would probably say, "Oh no. What am I doing in this kind of place? Why am I here?" And you want to yell, "Waaaaaah!" But, you just can't. Trust me, it's the place you would never wish to be at...at first. But, you will eventually be a part of the new culture...thereafter. Then, you'll say to yourself, "I am glad I was here."
After I was released, I finally got the chance to eat. We devoured to where we originally planned to go to, at a rooftop cafeteria with plants and fountains landscape (boon with a dazzling bright lights view of the city).
After consuming frappe, shake, juice, clubhouse and presto, we all went home safe and sound.
Addendum:
Since it’s fiesta, there are few programs held at our Barangay’s covered court. At least, I was able to watched the spectacular fireworks display and the winning of my cousin, Nica, in a beauty pageant.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Personal Coat of Arms
Friendly. I am fond of collecting friends. I want to be everybody's friend.
Brave and Adventurous. I never give up to any challenges. I love facing my fears. I love traveling and going to places I've never been.
Respectful. I do have respect for elders. I treat them in a good manner.
Sense of Humor. I always crack a joke. I want everybody to laugh with my corny jokes.
Critic. I quickly judge a person. And I often notice faults.
Forgetful. There are times when I was on the middle of a work, I will stop and think..."What will I do next?" It's like when I am in the middle of the stair, I stopped and think, "Am I going upstairs or downstairs?" I am not good in remembering names and birthdays either.
Boastful. Maybe I am just proud of my self especially when I did something that is outstanding.
I have mañana and ningas kugon habit. Sometimes, I skip works. And I am only good at the beginning.
Moody. I quickly change mood.
Greatest Frustration...Are at those times when I felt like I am on a maze. I don't know where to go. I have no idea of what kind of future will I have. I have no proper orientation on what must I do or where must I go.
Greatest Achievement. I somehow helped my clients and my receivers of health care during my duties. It's like doing something good for the welfare of others.
Favorite Part of My Body. I love my ears because I love music. I love to listen to songs. And I love to listen to a friend.
Happy. I am happy when I did something good. It feels good when I passed the exam or accomplished a job/work.
Richest and Powerful Person in the World. If I am the richest and most powerful person in the world, I will promote peace. I want peace in this planet. I want to stop terrorism, crimes and wars.
"Why try to change the world?" A better question is, "Why not?"
Wish. I wish I could travel around the world. I like to go to different places, meet people/culture and have a relaxing day to wonderful sanctuaries.
Now. I feel unease and starting thinking, "What if?"
Next."What should I write?"
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Every time you say “good bye,” you have to let go.
And I know, I’ve got to face tomorrow on my own.
Everything just fell apart.
It’s been almost half a year since you decided to end it up. For months, I’ve been trying to bring back what we had before. I was hoping to be yours again. I was looking for a place in your heart. I don't know if I am still there. I felt confused. All I did was to wait. There were times I can't sleep. I can't eat. And I can't even laugh. There are times I feel so down and don't know where to go. I'd been trying to go back but everything had changed. And now...I already accepted it.
There's no more "us." And, I am almost used to it.
You know I had never felt for someone like you. You're the biggest surprise of my life. I won't regret the times we shared together and the happiness you brought to my life. You made me a better person. I felt the sweetest warmth during those times you were at my side. I had been in the safest place with your arms. For two years, you had taught me many things about life.
Even though you took away everything from me, I won't regret the things I did, the words I said, and the love I fought for. Because from now on, I'll try not to risk it all anymore and save some for myself. I am not going to be afraid to say goodbye even if it hurts. But I'll stay true to myself and do everything that I have to do...'Cause I know, there are reasons for these things and reasons for the pasts. I will still love even until it hurts me again... And be happy until I cry again. For when my life flashes before I die, I know, I'll be happy for what I did.
If love fails, I have to set myself free. Now, I am letting my heart breaths its life again. I may find love and lose it. But when love dies, I never have to die with it.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
My CP is currently confined in ICU.
During my duty hours, it's my ritual to put my phone on my desk/table to see if there's any text messages or incoming calls. I am not used to of putting it inside my pocket. I am also afraid that it might cause dysfunctions on some ICU machines and equipments. So, I never went near to any machine with my cellphone. I'm just being careful.
It's funny that after the endorsement, I said to the next NOD(nurse on duty), "Just text or call me if you have any question regarding my endorsement, ok?" Not knowing I'll be leaving without my phone.
It was on my way home, on a jeepney that I noticed. When my friend asked me if she could use my phone, I looked for it inside my bag. Of course, I didn't find it. Then, I realized that I left it.
Sigh. I wonder how many text messages have I received or how many calls have I missed.
CP, I C U soon...
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Instances
While riding on a tricycle, I accidentally dropped my wallet. I am so lucky I’d noticed it. I asked the driver to turn over so I could pick it up. Of course, it got wet…including the peso bills. I have no coins; shamefully, I have to pay the driver with my wet money. >,<
That afternoon, I heard the news that there was a robbery that took over on a bank near our town. All 9 employees were killed. It was almost noon time when the crime was recognized. It was only when someone strangely noticed why the bank is still close and crashed the door and found out. The bank lost millions; while their customers' accounts were transferred to a near branch.
Meanwhile, a patient's watcher approached me at the nurse station. She's an old lady and the patient is her husband. She gave me a jar of peanuts. I refused to take it but she insisted. I shared it to my co-nurses. We ate it. Few minutes later, there she goes again. This time, she gave us a big plastic bag of fruits. There were 2 stalks of grapes, 5 apples and 3 pears. The patient was about to be discharge. Maybe that's why she's giving us all their food. Minutes later, she came again. She brought us three Jobee Burger with TLC and a liter of apple juice. It was our lucky day. We needed not to buy meals anymore...all free.
Going home, I was with my OR nurse friend on a jeepney. I noticed his new phone. It's an iPhone. I curiously asked him how much he bought it. He said a surgeon sold it to him for only Php10,000. Wow! That's more than 50% discount. Although it's slightly used, the price is not bad for an 8Gb US model iPhone. And the phone is still in good-looking new.
I wish to have one. Sigh.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Fiesta
It's my day off. Many barangays/barios are celebrating their fiestas, birthday of their Patrons, today. I was invited by my workmates to come by their houses, eat foods, and drink. But I was avoiding this kind of gatherings for I know that there'll be inuman, alcoholic drinks. Contraindicated.
Anyway, I already said “yes” for this date to someone before their invites. I already promised Kate to go with her on Icey's crib. They're celebrating fiesta too; and I was invited. The plan was to go there before lunch. But Kate, just took her breakfast by 12 noon; and so, we went there after lunch. She waited for me at the meeting place, BK.
I think it's almost 2pm when we got to Icey's place. We grab some plates. Early bird catches the early worm. Thus, there were only few foods left for us 'cause we're late. There were old time favorite foods for fiesta like hamonado, kaldereta, lumpiang shanghai, phochero...and the popular lechong ulo ng baboy na may mansanas sa bibig, which looks so scary and we didn't pay much attention with.
It's a common senario in a fiesta that you eat on a chair with just your plate, without any table at all. It's like eating with your prominent hand holding a spoon and your other hand holding/supporting your plate. So, it is not advisable for you to get a fork for it will be useless. Trust me. Why?
Commercial:
I was chewing delightfully my food before I swallow it. Making me taste all the sweet juices of the meat. Hmmm...Yummy. And when I was in the climax of my course, when I was about to take another bite, I accidentally knocked my fork. And oh no! My food dropped to my lap. Worse, I don't have napkin on my lap. It's a good thing there were just tiny dish sauce marks on my shirt and that my pants were black. Yes! The stains are hardly visible to naked eye. I felt so embarrassed. Many had seen. Thanks to my seat mate, he gave some tissue papers to clean up my mess.
Back To The Show:
Again, there were endless chit-chats with friends. There was a KTV to keep those bored people entertained.
About 4pm, there was again another serving of foods. Spaghetti, colorful putos, and iced tea. Ok. Spaghetti looks scary. So, this time I carefully managed to eat 'em all without any tiny drop on my lap. Yes. But then, no more iced tea left for me. Kate gave me her ¼ filled glass of tea. After I drunk it, here comes another pitcher of iced tea. It was so annoying.
I grabbed the microphone. I sang twice. First was the song Your Love by Rivermaya. It was just a warm up. Then, I sang You're My You by Nyoy Volante. I think it was good enough. I earned lots of claps/applause.
Next Stop Over:
We went to Celine's crib. There, we met Abie who just got from school for her summer class.
Same thing happened. We ate. But this time it's dessert. Another popular handa was served; buko-fruit-salad. Then, we chewed some fats again (means chat). This time, instead of a KTV, we watch a movie. Although I'd already seen John Tucker Must Die movie, I was still amused. Then I thought, I missed that view...watching movies with Kate.
When we were about to go home, we heard fireworks. So, we looked up at the sky. Wow! There are awesome fireworks display. And so, we keep our attention to it for a period of time. We forgot the idea of going home and stayed for a while.
Before We Separate:
Since this afternoon, Kate and I were craving for ice cream. And so, I didn't let us get away without any before we separate. We stopped by 711, a convenient store where we usually go. Our first delight was double dutch. Hmmm...Yummy! We're not satisfied by just one, so, we got another one. This time it's cheese flavored. I really love eating ice cream especially when you are with someone.
Addendum:
Kate went home with rocky road flavored ice cream.
Friday, May 09, 2008
The Opinionated Me
The government now is same shenanigan, different day.
Local films are mostly unreal garbage.
Salary or Job Satisfaction? Money can't buy me love.
The lady with BIG two front teeth and a BIG mole on her cheek is the most obnoxious of notorious. (Clue: Local Channel)
The lady with BIG two front teeth and a BIG mole on her cheek again is th most ridiculous of the notorious.
How far can I go in life with a college degree? All the way.
Britney Spears is good music, but bad imaging.
Michael Jackson is black and white.
Environment-- We are just a part of it, we have to coexist.
Keanu Reeves was cooler when he was ½ of Bill and Ted.
All religions are acceptable. Just one body, with different parts. Different parts in just one body.
Music is the universal language.
Art is knowledge. Fashion is expression.
Writing...It's for everyone.
Life is life.
Thursday, May 08, 2008
The Open Book Me
I was 5 month old, (still) inside my mother's womb, during the EDSA 1.
I spent larger part of my past years by studying.
The best thing I did these past years was passing the board exam for nurses.
I will spend the next years by doing a cool job.
I think the BIG idea for this year is “Flying Cars” (I think it's about time. Right?)
The most important thing I had done before summer was planning for outings.
The thing I do best is cooking. But I am not thinking of pursuing a career in this because I just don't want to.
Do I find myself attractive? I have bad hair days.
Do people other than my immediate family find me attractive? Nope. I don't know. I don't care.
How many girlfriends have I had? Next question please.
I love alternative rock music. Which song? Too many to enumerate.
The oldest foreign TV show I remember watching is Sesame Street.
The oldest local TV show I remember watching is “Ang Manok Ni San Pedro”.
Music channel: MXY
I do believe a local band explosion took place in 1994.
I am a sucker for conspiracy theories.
Traffic, corrupt police officers and girls na feeling piss me off.
A sign that world peace is still possible, my salary and comedy love story movies put a smile on my face.
About 75% of me had revealed me by these statements.
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
Puffed Up Night
I just got home from an overnight swimming. After my 2pm-10pm duty, I went on a swim with Kate. Our very first overnight swimming together. It's not just her that I'd been with. Aside from her mom and sis, I also had the chance to be with their family friends--Tita Elvie, KM, and Kate (Kate with a "Poe"in the end...Kate Poe.) I really enjoyed the night with them. Playing with KM and Kate Poe on the pool was full of fun.:D (Oh, and with Kate's sister, too--Cindy.) It made me feel like I am a child a again.:D
I am just happy that we had this bonding moments again and got a chance to meet new incredible friends. I hope to see them soon. I am sure I'll gonna miss them.
Ok. I have to sleep now, Amigos! Adios.;)
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Always Be My Baby
We were as one, babe, for a moment in time. And it seemed everlasting that you would always be mine. Now you want to be free. So, I’m letting you fly. 'Cause i know in my heart, babe, our love will never die. No.
You’ll always be a part of me. I’m a part of you indefinitely. Girl, don’t you know you can’t escape me. Ooh darling, 'cause you’ll always be my baby. And we’ll linger on. Time can’t erase a feeling this strong. No way you’re never gonna shake me. Ooh darling, 'cause you’ll always be my baby.
I ain’t gonna cry. No. And I won’t beg you to stay. If you’re determined to leave, girl, I will not stand in your way. But inevitably, you’ll be back again. 'Cause you know in your heart, babe,
our love will never end. No.
You’ll always be a part of me. I’m a part of you indefinitely. Girl, don’t you know you can’t escape me. Ooh darling, 'cause you’ll always be my baby. And we’ll linger on. Time can’t erase a feeling this strong. No way you’re never gonna shake me. Ooh darling, 'cause you’ll always be my baby.
I know that you’ll be back, girl. When your days and your nights get a little bit colder. Ooohhh, I know that you’ll be right back. Oh, baby, believe me, it’s only a matter of time.
You’ll always be a part of me. I’m a part of you indefinitely. Girl, don’t you know you can’t escape me. Ooh darling, 'cause you’ll always be my baby. And we’ll linger on. Time can’t erase a feeling this strong. No way you’re never gonna shake me. Ooh darling, 'cause you’ll always be my...my baby.
You’ll always be a part of me. You will always be. I’m a part of you indefinitely. Girl, don’t you know you can’t escape me. Ooh darling, 'cause you’ll always be my baby. And we’ll linger on. We will linger on. Time can’t erase a feeling this strong. No way you’re never gonna shake me. Ooh darling, 'cause you’ll always be my baby.
Oh, always be my baby…


