R.T.I.

Welcome to my blog. See those listings at the right side? You may on click any and start reading an entry.

Above are my initials, and look! If I marry someone whose surname starts with a “P”, I’m dead! RIP I shall be.

You got it, I am a she.

An incoming 5th year student taking up a course you won’t be aiming for if you’re too feminine. (July 2011, I have graduated last April 2011, have not taken the board exam yet until now, and is now working)

Let me introduce myself to you.

I am a very lousy cheater. Yes, if I will cheat in exams I will surely get caught!

Ballroom’s my first love.

I have a man’s foot size.

I love tulips. Pink ones. I had been given once, once piece, and then never again.

The best way to express care is to show care, shown and hidden.

I realize I like a guy when I suddenly find his voice lovely, soft and sweet as he talks to me.

I love seafood. I love healthy food that the nasty taste others describe tastes so good to me.

I jog. It’s healthy and sexy.

I like pink.

The best proposal would be the most surprising and unexpected of all.

I like tofu, milk and chocolates.

I admire persistent, consistent and determined men.

I don’t like insects.

The sweetest moment of my adolescence was when I was on my (ex) boyfriend’s motorbike (with him) and he suddenly stopped. He told me there was something wrong with the bike. He went straight near the lights in front, told me to flip the seat where the screw was. I was so serious then, the heat was murder, I can’t bear it at all. I opened the seat compartment, and there was only one thing inside… a flower. It was, so far, the most surprising of what the line of men has done for me. Adding to my surprise was he did that, in spite of him not being “that” type of guy.

I don’t like predictable events, gifts, words, gestures, whatever.

I can wake myself up during sleep. *Sometimes I know I am sleeping and hear a creepy sound so I’ll wake myself up. I get headaches when I do this. If I would go back to sleep without praying, the creepy sleep returns.

Getting exposed to direct sunlight makes my face look like I was slapped til I bled.

I love traveling especially when I have no idea how to reach my destination.

I can eat yogurt 24/7.

I love tofu and chocolates.

My teeth feel bad and my throat feels pinched by a hundred sharp objects when I take sodas.

Most of the time, I am conscious of my breathing because sometimes, especially when I am asleep, my breathing stops.

I laugh at even the most corny jokes.

I have poor eyesight.

I am very approachable!

I’ll get married in three years.

No, I don’t know yet with whom I’d have to do that. Though I have a strong candidate. Haha. Kidding

I am the sweetest girl to only one at a time. I can’t do it to two at the same time, really.

I’ll marry the one guy who sings me in acoustic the song “Power of Two” haha.Just like Aiza Seguerra’s :) Haha

Yeah, I joke most of the time. Some are half meant though.

 

http://tittynope.wordpress.com/

 

Ronna Indiongco


7 Responses to “R.T.I.”

  1. the born genius!

  2. the person i am willing to die for…

  3. add mo ko blogroll mo.. lols.. mdyo di ko na to nagagalaw ok lang…may fan na kau ni ivan.. ako.. lols

  4. ei ronna! may blog ka pala. haha. ngayon ko lang nalaman… add ko link mo dun sa blog ko ah.. :D

  5. -requested by kapamuset este kapangulis…nice…che tae

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