Cee Fuentes

Christa “Cee” Fuentes

I’m not really good at describing myself without sounding arrogant or too “pa-humble” so let me just begin by saying, “my attitude depends on who you are and how you treat me. I think that’s how it is for everyone.

I was born twenty-eight years, three months, two hours and 9 minutes ago. A screaming bundle of five pounds, eight ounces and just forty-five inches long (that’s how mom used to describe the tiny tyke that I used to be).

So fast forward twenty-eight years after, here I am, happily (newly) married and still discovering thing from this new life that I’m sharing with my absentee husband, whose working on a ship, by the way. Lucky that I married this crazy guy who loves to indulge me with everything that I’m crazy about. Who would’ve thought that the school nerd would end up with the varsity jock slash semi bad boy next door 10 years after high school?! Haha!

I wanna say I’m perfectly normal like you or the lady next door who loves collecting things of all sorts, but I’m also a bag-full of weirdness. There are just days when I feel down (or is it just the PMS) but most of the time I’m this crazed, funny, sarcastic b*tch that you’d wanna hang out with and talk all day. but please don’t ask me to cook anything fancy. I do fair in the kitchen, by fair means, just the ordinary scraping, frying, boiling, sauteing and all the good, simple stuff. Not the pour-a -bottle-of-wine-in-the-pan-and-set-it-on-fire kind of thing.