#slambook

[heyyyypril]

pa fill up po

Effort-an natin ulit 😅

Name: April

Nname: Heprel

Age: Overaged for this hahaha

Bday: April 10

Faves:

Color: 💙💚

Songs: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4VSyEIcAvkgEgd8qk23dsB?si=7U4v5DeyRRiQOm8SXeB2qg

Food: Tofu

Place: Home

Singer: lahat ng nasa playlist👆🏻

Hobby: Badminton, concert sa CR, crochet, matulog

Describe yourself: may signs ng ADHD, fidgety, INFJ

When I grow up: pro-sleeper; happy retiree

Motto: kain lang ng kain, tulog lang ng tulog, gastos lang ng gastos

Crush: 🙊🙈

[superphoebz]

SLAMBOOK!!!!!!!!!!

Pasenya na kung natagalan, Medyo busy lang. hehe At sa mga sagot ko wala kasi akong maisip na iba. Sorry hehe. Dati mahilig din ako magpasagot ng ganyan sa mga classmates ko. Mahilig akong gumawa ng Slambook. nakakamiss din pla magsagot sa ganyan. Thank you...

[bbarican]

06013023 • slambook! thanks for sending this to me @0650-monday 🌷

[waybackwanderer]

~LadyDarkness~'s SlamBook! by SlamBook! May 2000 Archived Web Page 🧩

[carousellfinds]

Hello kitty slam book

PHP 100 PHP 130

Meetup

SM North EDSA Transport Terminal

Description

Posted

9 months ago

like New( pero matagal ng nakatago) see pic 😁 2 /3 pages torn..🙏🙃the rest of the pages, all intact😁 gcash MOP

[rory-dwells]

SLAMBOOK!!!!!!!!!

Name: Aretha

Nickname: Ares (Uh-rez) / Yasha

_FAVORITES_

Color: PASTEL BLUE, YELLOW, PURPLE AND WHIIITEEEE

Holiday: WALA GAGO

Animal: LAHAT MALIBAN SA GAGAMBA AT PALAKA 😭

Food: Anything sweet and spicy

Restaurant: wala kase oks lg sakin sa turo turo and mga streetfoods

Smell: sampaguita flower

Sound: rain

Word: love

Celebrity: Filipino; VG, AnaKarylle, Dawn Zulueta, Richard Gomez, Regine Velasquez, Ogs, Yeng, (Internationally/Hollywood) ANGELA BASSETT, MARISKA HARGITAY, LADY GAGAAAAAA

Subject: Music and Arts, History

Website: 👀 i think we all knew that

Book: none

TV SHOW: madami so please stop asking eme 😂

Movie: a lot

Character: character like whut? In the acting world or in the reaaal world as in real?

Game: Billiards

Sport: Volleyball

Hobby: singing

• Now Playing

Songs I'm loving right now

1. Quicksand by KZ tandingan

2. Palagi by TJ

3. He loves me still sung by Angela Bassett and Jennifer Hudson

My life themesong

1. Oceans Deep by Hillsong

Song that I cant stand

1. anything that has rap

5 things I want to do before 27 years old

1. Travel 2. Invest 3. Worship harder 4. Provide and 5. Restore

Top 3 Im good at

1. Multitasking 2. Writing??? 3. Playing music instruments

Secret talent: I can cook

I wish I was good at: Studying

3 THINGS ILL NEVER DO IN 5.10,50 years

1. DOUBT MYSELF

2. SEE MYSELF AS A FAILURE

3. BELIEVE THAT NOBODY BELIEVES IN ME

ONE THING WE SHOULD DO TOGETHER: SHARE MUSIC

—••

This has been on my inbox for a quite while now. And since Im ready to fill it out, here it is. 😊

[carm1]

Oh what fun it is to answer some slambook questions! I love writing alot and I'm glad my penmaship stays the same after all these years! I've had so much fun answering! Since when do you answer one?

[youngmoneyboywolf]

Watch my #SlamBook Episode on @kumustamedia YT Channel! Link : https://youtu.be/6zLtj1rZfy0 * I also put the link on my Bio for easy access 😁 (at Viva Artists Agency) https://www.instagram.com/p/CqFfQWbSWaZ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[mashriqiyyah]

"Throw it all in the trash"...said my mum as I stood in the midst of our living room holding a carton full of stuff I had taken out of our storecases of books, stationary and gifts received over the time.

This happens almost every 6 months when I deep cleanse the home and try to declutter. Whenever the new stuff out-spaces the old, I collect it and put it in a carton and then no one sees it ever again except me. I did that again this time, and when my mum asked me to throw it, I....simply couldn't. Like always. I kept it aside for a while and then sneakily took it to my closet, and secured it there.

This is me. I've always found it impossible to let go of stuff that has memories attached to it. Like a post card my middle school best friend made for my birthday with our pictures on it, like the funny song lyrics we used to write on chits during classes and laugh our hearts out on the last bench in highschool. Like the poems and sweet comments my classmates have written for me in my diary and slambooks.. like the first ring I bought for myself, Like the tulip sketches my nephews have made for me, like the first "painting" my niece made when she was just 15 months old (which is just a brush ran across a page in haphazard manner lol)

I keep it so close to me that whenever I get to open my closet, I know I have treasure hidden in it, that can take me back to the time whenever I had felt over the world. When I know, everything was perfect. Even for a day or an brief hour. But harm is when I do it with words spoken to me. Smiles given to me. I cannot throw them away from my mind either no matter how much my mind is occupied with other things. Like when one of my colleagues had literally lifted me up and didn't separate me from her embrace for a long time because she missed me during a week's leave. How my students and I would go around the campus for no apparent reason but just so we could goof around the places in the name of work. Like, when an elderly woman had smiled at me n kept her hand on my head because I helped her with something as simple as lifting her bag while we were coming down from a bus. Like, when someone had said "come back?" After I was absent for so many weeks...

Like when someone said "Forever, In Sha Allah" when I asked them if they can tolerate me.

Even if I know those words mean nothing now, but in that moment, they meant the world. And it pains me that I cannot go back in that moment and things stay as it is. I choose to live a lifetime in that one moment. Because I know, one day, everything has to be dumped into a carton and everyone will call it trash. But for me, it'll always matter. Because I suck at letting go. So, I have made a room inside the deepest chamber of my heart, just like my closet. Where all the words spoken to me, that I hold dear sparkle like glittering butterflies. But in a dungeon. Soon they'll die. And I have no choice except to make a grave out of it...that I'll avoid visiting often. But, whenever I'll need an escape...I know I'll find myself sitting near that grave, touching it ever so tenderly...because...I suck at letting go.

~ mashriqiyyah

25th June 2023

[notababy-babygirl]

SLAMBOOK!!!!!!!!!

Uyyy ang cutie neto. Hehehehheehhehe. 😍

[pinaasang-umasa]

SLAMBOOK!!!!!!!!!!

anong gagawin ko riyan? sasagutan ko ba??? HAHAHAHHAA bas2s talaga eh sksksksks

[thejustinestuff]

SLAMBOOK!!!!!!!!!

AAAAA natapos ko rin. Thank you rito, @0650-monday!

[kengkastanyas]

SLAMBOOK!!!!!!!!!!

anhirap neto 🤣 thankies @0650-monday . june na!!

[bernblogs]

The Terrifying Ordeal of Being Known (By Yourself)

June 6, 2023

Note: This isn't a literary essay, I just wanted to get some jitters out.

I have been lost for a year(ish). Apparently, the only structure that kept me together was school. So when it ended for me, I was stuck standing in the middle of the room after the party was over. I don't know why I'm so shocked when I was obsessed with academic validation and treated school like the entire world.

I can confirm that the graduates were right. Post-graduation is more difficult. Because you decide what you want to do, you decide what you like, you decide who to keep in touch with. It's all you. And for my first year out of the thing I used to call hellhole, I decided to work for a former professor. I still do. I look up to him and he has been a great boss. It's a lot of writing and research work. I don't mind, especially since we have flexible hours. But it buried me deeper into the structurelessness of my life. Flexible hours meant deciding when I do what and deciding what to do was already too much for me.

A year out of school meant a year of not knowing who I really am. I have gone through multiple hobbies, haircuts, and outfit inspos, and I still don't know. All I know is who I am not. And what I do not like. Being stuck in this cycle has convinced me that this is it. I am meant to feel like this, like I don't know who I am but comfortable.

I reveled in the comfort of the past year despite its structurelessness. Sometimes, I felt like rotting out of a lack of motion but I thought that was better than being burnt out. I can tell you, neither is better than the other. The thing was, I didn't know what to do.

But I guess, a year is enough to be tired of not being tired, and of not knowing anything about myself anymore. I bet I wouldn't even be able to answer a slambook anymore. So when I saw this opening for this job I've been dreaming of for a while, I applied without thinking because if I thought, the current comfort would tell me to stop, you're comfortable now. How can you be truly comfortable though without knowing you? Wouldn't that just be a facade then?

Surprisingly, I think I'm going to be accepted in. I am reeling, from excitement and nerves and fear. They say that when your gut doesn't feel good, you should trust it. But I think, this is just what it's like to feel again (and to have anxiety). My mentor in high school also used to ask me before oratorical speech competitions, kinakabahan ka ba? To which I would nod to, always. And she would reply, buti 'yan na kinakabahan ka kasi ibig sabihin, may pakialam ka.

I guess It is normal to feel afraid and nervous about something that matters. And it is normal to feel the terror of knowing yourself after losing you for quite a bit.

Just wish me all the luck please. I need it. I hope I find a piece of me in this commitment I'm about to make.

[carousellfinds]

Vintage Barbapapa slumbook

PHP 90

New

Mailing

Santa Cruz, Pampanga

Description

Posted

3 years ago

Barbapapa slumbook (Barbapapa characters from the book, tv show, and comic book) New and unused but has been stored for a while. Front cardboard cover has a dent but still sturdy. Other than that, in very good condition. MOP: BPI

[heyyyypril]

SLAMBOOK!!!!!!!!!

I’d love to answer this now, pero mejj hilo ang lola mo, 😂 tomorrow I promise ☺️ @0650-monday