Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
Hi Tawi, thank you for the pic on here. Yes i did remember that picture is only the first raw of the building as they have lots inside too. Its new look for nowOriginally Posted by Tawi2
Your old school ladybug,you might recognise the pics,do you remember any of the older teachers still there such as mum Abatayo?nice and have a/c now before we need to have an open window and fan while the lesson start and i think the other side on it is their gym.
Yes, i heard that name Mum Abatayo but only i can't forget the name of my teacher before who is very.... is Miss Orig. She is not still marriage at her old or mature ages... Saint Peters founder is a PM sister or Presentation of Mary and two of my Aunts are the nun who want me to joint them before and the book keeper still one of my Auntie too then one of the school nurse there is my aunt sister. They grown up to be a Saint Peterians and i did my studies there as a working student
Upssss.. i think i did hijack this thread now as i didnt hear Davao lani here
Miss Orig is no longer there and the nurses are Mrs Tan and Mrs Sarong,thats the high school,I have the year book for Saint Peters on my book-shelf
I have been inside often,its changed a lot since I first came down that road,I was at a graduation in their gym last year,bring Sim sometime,show him the place
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
Be good if Lani pops in,just for a chat
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
Yeah! I hope Ladybug will take me there oneday soon.
But glad she never became a nun.
Tawi you worry me...you know too many people...Mrs Sarong is Ladybugs Aunty.
I have yet to meet her myself.
You can never know too any people SIM one thing this country revolves around is contacts,like a spiders web radiating outwards the more people you know the more you are introduced too.Tawi you worry me...you know too many people
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
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