BIRTHDAY & NEW YEAR 2009 CELEBS

Dec 31, 2008 was Richard's birthday. We had a bonfire. I prepared something for dinner: seafood and veggie kare-kare, dinuguan, chicken curry, and what else? We were not expecting many guests as we had been quite tired with all the occassions that had been happening the whole month of December. We called those at the Cameron Forbes Hall. Also those who were still in campus. We invited all the guards on duty to come for dinner.

Above pic: Lani, Bob, Weng. I took pictures after Tes said that she's getting no orbs in her camera. She said that her goal for that night was to hunt for those as she had been hearing about. Well, you could see them right there (seemed to be lingering near Lani). Is it my camera? Bob's camera also got them before but it was my kids who shot them. Bob said he checked those again in his camera after and they're gone. Maybe just missed em..

Tes

The night was still. No wind stirred the environs, but a silhouette of a lone leaf caught our attention. It constantly waved, like a happy dog's wagging tale. Nothing moved from the surrounding flowers and foliage but that particular blade of grass just kept on dancing.

I took a picture and voila!

My orb even directs me to that specific spot where the energy was coming from, the leaf was right there on that spot.

Red, Tes

Newlywed Mina and Joel Vera

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