And slightly sad, half-mad nevergirl is


just a 25-year-old who still wishes it would rain chocolates one day. No matter how many stilettos she learns to walk in and never mind that she breathes work and smells of stale potential, she’d always be half in love with peter pan and that secret, secret place not-so-little girls go to when they do not want to grow up or compromise their dreams.

    

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back here… oh, catching up on many new [superlative here] entries

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can i join this forum?i notice daghan tga sugbo dinhi..me too

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Weee! Been a long time since I’ve had a dose of Chinook

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was here, had fun =)

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nevergirl:

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nevergirl:

Salamat, salamat. Twenty-six is someplace scary, but you guys make it seem like something to forward to.

tinay:

weeeeeeee! libre beh :D happy burtdi chinay <3 pls write an erotic essay para nako. haha :P

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Happy Birthday, Chin! Hope you got my text today. Anyway, have a blast. Know you are thought about. And loved. :)

tinay:

chinay, congrats sa bulinggit!!!! dayun ang tour? :) ssshhh oo, nagresign ko ;) farewell corporate layp.

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rain:

pa link ko balik maam. pramis d nko mag-usab ug link, hahah :P

tinay:

oi chinay! bueng. ;) adto mo ni faffy mo sa guimaras. when you mentioned about landmark, i remembered this statue sa iloilo na puno ug moss! hahaha.

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Hi tez, welcome!

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Seeing Iris

May 29, 2007

Men will deny it vigorously, of course, but trust me, they’re worse snoops and gossips than women. The hub is no exemption. I told him to drop me off at i1 in IT Park, come Tuesday evening. I’m finally going to see The Iris in the flesh. What does the hub do? He tags along! He says he wants to see her, too.

That was how we ended up in i1’s Bo’s, my little family and I. Alex wanted to see The Iris as well. That little city dweller, Iris, must have found it weird a little barrio showed up to see her. She ought to be thankful we didn’t show up with a rusty old trombone in tow.

IT Park amazes me. I gape every time I pass by IT Park. That place looks like a little piece of New York City - cut up, dried, and then shipped to the Philippines. The people walking about in IT Park are a chic bunch. They’re fascinating, these people! They walk with purpose, talk forcefully, and look very trendy as they wield ciggies and jab the air with them to, say, punctuate a statement or just flick ashes off. Oh, and not only does Iris work in IT Park, she looks like she belongs there, too. The jeans she wore clung to her curves with porn-ish precision. She is lovely, this goddess, and Wett, Alex, and I are glad we finally saw her in person.

Dearest Rose, I know you and Paul will be good to her, but please don’t be soooo good to her she wouldn’t want to come home anymore.

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