Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Pics at the Office...


Me, Marcy and Ivan


Me and Ivan in full color



Me and Ivan in Sephia



Me and Ivan pa rin!



Pic Addicts!

Tuesday, August 30, 2005

LSS...




I Could Not Ask For More...
Edwin Mc Cain

Lying here with you,
Listening to the rain,
Smiling just to see, The smile upon your face,
These are the moments, I thank God that I'm alive,
These are the moments, I'll remember all my life,
I found all I've waited for,
And I could not ask for more.

Looking in your eyes,
Seeing all I need,
Everything you are, Is everything to me,
These are the moments, I know heaven must exist,
These are the moments, I know all I need is this,
I have all I've waited for,
And I could not ask for more.

I could not ask for more than this time together,
I could not ask for more than this time with you,
Every prayer has been answered,
Every dream I have's come true,
Yeah right here in this moment, Is right where I'm meant to be,
Here with you, Here with me. . .
These are the moments, I thank God that I'm alive,
These are the moments, I'll remember all my life,
I've got all I've waited for,
And I could not ask for more. . .

I could not ask for more than this time together,
I could not ask for more than this time with you,
Every prayer has been answered,
Every dream I have's come true,
And right here in this moment, Is right where I'm meant to be,
Here with you, Here with me. . .
I could not ask for more than the love you give me,
Cause it's all I've waited for . . .
And I could not ask for more,
I could not ask for more.



+++
This song has been playing on my mind for the past few days. It started out when I transferred the MP3 to my phone. After that, it's all I've been singing everyday. Being the singing diva that I am, I do not know the lyrics. But I know na it is something nice. And so, oo nga.

Hay, I could not ask for more...

Monday, August 29, 2005

Past Forward...

I didn't get much time to post something new here.
Last week wasn't hectic.
I was too lazy to post something here.



+++
I was halfday last Tuesday. I took the sleeping pills that my doctor prescribed me. One word, Heaven! As in napaka-peaceful ng sleep ko. Kaso, ayun, I woke up late.


+++
At work
My profile had too many errors kaya I wasn't taking calls last Friday and Saturday. Shempre masaya kasi I am off the phones. I'd be hypocrite if I'd say na I miss taking calls. In fact, they can take their sweet time in fixing my profile. Really, okay lang sa akin.


+++
At work
Our shedule's gonna be changed. From 10pm until 7am, it's gonna be 1am until 10am. Honestly, I am not one happy camper. I am getting used to my current schedule and now this...


+++
I had Friday-Saturday off last week. I went out with a friend last Friday night. I promised myself na I will be going out, and I did.


+++
I feel na I am running in circles. I try to go past the stage but to no avail, andito pa rin ako. I try not to be dramatic about it pero I know, It's bound to happen. I can only contain as much.


+++
I miss my mom... I haven't been spending time with her. Di bale, when all's fixed, we'd catch up on things.




I am still trying to figure things out... Hopefully I get the answers soon.

Monday, August 22, 2005

I'm Passing this On...


I REFUSE TO...


I REFUSE TO WAIT ANY LONGER.
There was a time in my life when I would have saved myself for you alone. In my heart no one else would do. I belonged to no one else but you. That isn't me anymore. My heart finally caught up with my brain and I finally saw that all of it was just nothing but fantasies. Dreams that only I wanted. There was no hope left for us. As each day passed, it became clearer to me that it was never meant to be. We were never meant to be.


I REFUSE TO LIVE IN THE PAST.
What we shared lives in the past, it doesn't control me any longer. Don't get me wrong, I will forever treasure it but I won't let it hold me back. I won't let it ruin who I was and who I am now. For a time, I almost forgot who I was without you. I'll never let that happen again. I won't ever lose myself again.


I REFUSE TO FIGHT ANYMORE.
For several months now, I've been fighting. I've been fighting for our friendship and for us. However, no matter what I do, I seem to be losing. Whenever I feel as if I'm going to buckle down because of the pressure, the thought that somehow maybe you are fighting for us too kept me going. But months have passed, I haven't heard from you. Somehow I finally realized that I was the only one fighting for us. I was doing everything I could possibly can for someone who was and never will be mine.

I REFUSE TO BELIVE THAT YOU DIDN'T LOVE ME.
Somehow, someway, I know that I have a place in your heart. You may not have been able to love me the way I wanted you to love me but I know that even for just a second, you really did love me.


I REFUSE TO LOSE HOPE.
It may not be you. It may take me forever to find him, but I will. Tears have been streaming down my cheeks for too long but not anymore. I have learned so many things from all this. Things that I felt should have been taught to me some other less painful way but somehow I don't regret it. It made me stronger. It made me look inside myself and really see who I really am and not who I thought I was. Hope kept me going. The hope for better things to come, the same hope that one day I will finally be over you.



+++++

I got this from peyups.com. I was long over my ex when I read this. But just the same, it stuck a chord.

After the break-up, I was under a delusional phase that somehow, he'll miss me and in time, he'll come back to me. I waited... and waited... and waited. Funny thing is, he never came back. Everytime I woke up, my first thoughts were filled of him. Literally. The memories hunted me. I was scared of being alone. I didn't know what to do. I felt lost. I know he loved me. It just wasn't meant to be.

And now, I am passing this on...

To my HS friend, I hope in time, the hurt subsides.

I hope that you'd find love sweeter and better the second time around.

Sunday, August 21, 2005

Battle of the Exes...

I was chatting with a HS friend the other day. Bungad nya, kelan daw kasal ko. Told her na matagal pa. Kailangan pa mag-ipon and there are a lot of things na we need to take care of pa. She asked as to how I was, I replied ok lang. Common courtesy, I asked as to how she's doing. Ok naman din daw. For some reason, we talked about our so-called lovelife. For her, the lack of it I guess. She had a bf who two-timed her. I didn't get the full story but as far as I know, they were already engaged then boom... she caught the jerk two-timing her. Because of this, she's become too cynical. Superficially, she may sound bitter to some pero since she's my friend, I know that aside from that, she's also pissed off. I asked her not to lose hope kasi The One is just right out there. Ewan ko ba pero mukhang desidido siya na mas gusto nya ang kanyang current state, being single.

To somehow make her feel better, I told her na buti pa siya, she knows the exact reason as to why they broke up. At least, there was another person involved and she could always blame the third party.

Cos you see, my first boyfriend and I had a very smooth sailing relationship. We never fought, petty man siya or otherwise. Perfect nga yung relationship kasi everything was okay. Or so I thought it was. All along, typical one time, big time siya. Then one day, it just happened. He just broke up with me for no apparent reason (at least to me). I didn't know what to do. I mean, everything was okay... next day, it's over. It was hard getting by. For one, I didn't know as to why he didn't want me anymore. It may be that he has fallen out of love. It may be that he has found someone else. It may be that he figured that he didn't love me that much. It may be that he didn't like my family. It may be that he wasn't fully ready for the commitment. There were to many it maybe's... I couldn't just rule out just one cos I didn't know.

So at least, with the case of my friend, she has something solid to put the blame unto. Unlike me, unsure kung ano yung mga in-betweens.

My friend told me that nothing beats the feeling of being two-timed. For one, it is insulting. At syempre, masakit.

Well, regardless... both experiences were painful. It took me more than 12 months to get over my ex. Yung friend ko, she's still under the process of getting over her ex. It doesn't matter kung mas masakit yung ginawa sa kanya ng ex nya or ng ex ko sa akin. This isn't about who hurt whom the most. Thing is, it is very painful losing someone lalo na if you love that person. Nobody should keep score, nobody should compare notes... different folks, different strokes. What may be painful to me may not be for some.

Basta ang masasabi ko, in love, you get some, you lose some...





Friday, August 19, 2005


Bata pa lang ako, maldita na ko. Look here, pinaiyak ko pinsan ko! Lol! Posted by Picasa

Thursday, August 18, 2005


WHAT'S UP WITH THIS PIC?! --- For some strange reason, John really likes this pic. I don't like it much, medyo malabo kasi. This pic was taken using P800. Kaya I never kept that phone e. Di maganda resolution. In fairness ha, maski pangit resolution nya, ang ganda ko pa rin, Hahaha! Posted by Picasa

Tuesday, August 16, 2005


Into the dim lit, bare walls of my world,
You entered, bringing light and life to me,
The vivid colors, painted with a swirl
Of wit and charm, of personality,
With tender care, you added comfort, warmth,
And images that line the now bright walls.
I look upon them fondly, bringing forth
A thankfulness that you walk in these halls
With me; our friendship has become a part
Of my world now; it has its special place,
Within my being, life, and in my heart,
Your name hangs right beside your smiling face.
Rememb'ring just how drab these walls had been,
I have to thank you for the light, my friend. (Burn) Posted by Picasa

Sunday, August 14, 2005

The True Me...

The True You

You want your girlfriend or boyfriend to be more relaxed, calm, and composed.
With respect to money, you are a bit stingy.
You think good luck might come your way, but if it does you'll be so surprised you'll burst out laughing.
The hidden side of your personality tends to be satisfied to care for things with a minimal amount of effort.
You are tend to think about others' feelings a lot, perhaps because you are so eager to be liked.
When it comes to finding a romantic partner, you make opportunities to interact with many people through club activities or a hobby, then select someone you like.

Love defined...

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, What does love mean?", the answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:

"Love is that first feeling you feel before all the bad stuff gets in the way." - Charlie, age 5

"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love." - Rebecca, age 8

"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth." - Billy, age 4

"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other." - Karl, age 5

"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs." -Chrissy, age 6

"Love is when someone hurts you. And you get so mad but you don't yell at them because you know it would hurt their feelings." - Samantha, age 6

"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired." - Terri, age 4

"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK." -Danny, age 7

"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss." - Emily, age 8

"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen." - Bobby, age 5

"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate." - Nikka, age 6

"Love is hugging. Love is kissing. Love is saying no" - Patty, age 8

"When you tell someone something bad about yourself and you're scared they won't love you anymore. But then you get surprised because not only do they still love you, they love you even more." - Matthew, age 7

"There are two kinds of love. Our love. God's love. But God makes both kinds of them." - Jenny, age 4

"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday." - Noelle, age 7

"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well." - Tommy, age 6

"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore." - Cindy, age 8

"My mommy loves me more than anybody. - Louie, age 5

"Love is when mommy gives daddy the best piece of chicken." - Elaine, age 5

"Love is when mommy sees daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford." - Chris, age 8

"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day." - Mary Ann, age 4

"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones." - Lauren, age 4

"I let my big sister pick on me because my Mom says she only picks on me because she loves me. So I pick on my baby sister because I love her." -Bethany, age 4

"Love cards like Valentine's cards say stuff on them that we'd like to say ourselves, but we wouldn't be caught dead saying." - Mike, age 8

"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." - Karen, age 7

"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget." - Jessica, age 8

"God could have said magic words to make the nails fall off the cross, but He didn't. That's love." - Max, age 5



Those were what they said. What about me? How do I define LOVE? I can look up Google and I'd definitely come up with a lot of matches. I guess someone's definition of Love may be true for one, but untrue for some.


Love is something universal, something generic yet one's experience makes it unique.


For me, Love is waking up each morning knowing that although I've taken her for granted, my mom would always love me with all that she has. It's knowing that I will always have my family to support me, back me up just in case things doesn't work out well for me. It's knowing that in this big-bad-world, I will always have them to go with me all the way.


Love is knowing that I've got my friends who are always ready to be with me just in case I need them. It's knowing that even without constant communication, there is this bond that sends out a signal just in case one is in need of the other. It's knowing that I can be comfortable with them without having to worry about them leaving me.


Love is waking up beside John, knowing that he loves me as much as I love him. It's knowing that although our qualities are not totally the same, we compliment each other and make do with what we have. He has seen me at my worst and accepted me as I am. Love is knowing that as long as I have him, although things may not always go my way or as I have planned it, it's okay. Love is knowing that he will always be with me to guide and support me. Si John? Iniisip ko pa lang sya, napapangiti na 'ko.


Love is knowing that God has given me what I deserved and will continously help me just as long as I work hand in hand with him. Love is patient and kind. Just like what He has been with me all through out these years. Always there, always patient, always kind.



But of course this is how I define love. As I would like to reiterate, it may be true for one, but untrue for some.

We're all capable of the feeling called LOVE, it's just up to us as to how we'll go about it.

So, what's your definition of Love?

MY PURPLE UMBRELLA! --- Bought this in Landmark for 280 pesos. Cheaper dun sa Bayo umbrella. It looks sturdier and compact din. Anti-hangin daw sabi ng saleslady. Meaning, malakas man daw yung hangin, di sya titiklop. We'll see... Bring the storm on! Posted by Picasa

MY PINK PAYONG! --- Bought this at Bayo for 300 pesos, Not bad considering na trendy yung style nya and napaka-compact. I'm starting to love the color pink na. Cutie diba?  Posted by Picasa

I AM SOOO LOVING THESE UMBRELLAS! --- They're so small. The purple one can fit into John's pocket.The pink one can easily fit into my pocket. Posted by Picasa

Friday, August 12, 2005

My Idea of a Friend...

I lifted this from an old journal. Somehow, it's essence remains as it is. It still holds true up until now. And I know, hindi sya mawawala sa uso.

It's so nice to know that there are these people na you can call "friends". These are the people who has seen you at your worst, didn't mind waking up in the middle of the night dahil you have something to tell them, they stuck up with when you wanted to give up, they made you smile when you were so down, literally, they were with you all the time (through thick and thin).


In kindergarten your idea of a good friend was the person who let you have the red crayon when all that was left was the ugly black one.

In first grade your idea of a good friend was the one who went to the bathroom with you and held your hand as you walked through the scary halls.

In second grade your idea of a good friend was the one who helped you stand up to the class bully.

In third grade your idea of a good friend was the person who shared their lunch with you when you forgot yours on the bus.

In fourth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who was willing to switch square dancing partners in gym so you wouldn't have to be stuck do-si-do-ing with Nasty Nick or
Smelly Sally.

In fifth grade your idea of a friend was the person who saved a seat on the back of the bus for you.

In sixth grade your idea of a friend was the person who went up to Nick or Sally, your new crush, and asked them to dance with you, so that if they said no you wouldn't have to be embarrassed.

In seventh grade your idea of a friend was the person who let you copy the social studies homework from the night before that you had.

In eighth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you pack up your stuffed animals and old baseball but didn't laugh at you when you finished and broke out into tears.

In ninth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who would go to a party thrown by a senior so you wouldn't wind up being the only freshman there.

In tenth grade your idea of a goodfriend was the person who changed their schedule so you would have someone to sit with at lunch.

In eleventh grade your idea of a good friend was the person who gave you rides in their new car, convinced your parents that you shouldn't be grounded, consoled you when you broke up with Nick or Sally, and found you a date to the prom.

In twelfth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you pick out a college/university, assured you that you would get into that college/university, helped you deal with your parents who were having a hard time adjusting to the idea of letting you go...

At graduation your idea of a good friend was the person who was crying on the inside but managed the biggest smile one could give as they congratulated you.

The summer after twelfth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you clean up the bottles from that party, helped you sneak out of the house when you just couldn't deal with your parents, assured you that now that you and Nick or you and Sally were back together, you could make it through anything, helped you pack up for university and just silently hugged you as you looked through blurry eyes at 18 years of memories you were leaving behind, and finally on those last days of childhood, went out of their way to give you reassurance that you would make it in college as well as you had these past 18years, and most importantly sent you off to college knowing you were loved.

Now, your idea of a good friend is still the person who gives you the better of the two choices, holds your hand when you're scared, helps you fight off those who try to take advantage of you, thinks of you at times when you are not there, reminds you of what you have forgotten, helps you put the past behind youbut understands when you need to hold on to it a little longer, stays with you so that you have confidence, goes out of their way to make time for you, helps you clear up your mistakes, helps you deal with pressure from others, smiles foryou when they are sad, helps you become a better person, and most importantly loves you!







+++ To you my friend, you will surely be missed. I didn't want to believe it the first time I heard about it. At times like these, no words would describe what we're going through right now. Mahirap paniwalaan, pero nangyari at totoo.

Hindi man tayo naging super close, wala man tayong sikretong malupit, wala man tayong terms of endearment gaya ng "my boo, angel" or kung ano pa man, okay na yung alam ko na one time in our lives, we were friends.

Friends, although napaka-generic na term, okay na sa kin yun.

So friend, till we meet again... It was nice knowing someone like you. +++

Thursday, August 11, 2005

Attack of the Mascots!

Last Sunday, my officemates were trying to force me (hehe, for dramatic effect, I chose that word!) to join them in a children's party at Mc Donald's Quezon Ave. Without batting an eyalash, I said "Thanks, kayo na lang."
I'd die first before I go to a children's party. It's not that I don't like being with children, it's just that attending a children's party would mean that there's this HUGE possibility that there's gonna be a mascot in attendance.
For the life of me, I am freakin' scared of mascots! Yup, ako na self-declared maldita, warfreak at bruha... nanginginig everytime I see Grimace, Powerpuff Girls, or kung sino'ng mascot man sya!

Weird diba? And so i do not keep on repeating myself, here's the backgrounder...

When I was in Kinder (or was it Grade One...?), Sustagen organized a program for SJC students. You guys remember their mascots? Susy and Geno? And so, yun na nga, it was an event to promote Sustagen. Syempre pa, mega-sayaw at kanta yung dalawa.
At syempre bata pa ko, gustong gusto ko silang lapitan at syempre hawakan (you know how kids are...). I was trying to reach for Susy nang bigla syang tumalikod. E hello! Ang haba-haba kaya ng hair nya, e di tumama sa face ko. In fairness, medyo masakit yung parhampas ng mala-latigo na buhok nya sa maliit na mukha ko. At syempre, nasaktan ako. Kaya ang ginawa ko, hinila ko buhok nya with all my might, sabay tulak sa kanya. With that bulging figure, she lost her balance kaya ayun, Geno helped her up.
I thought I could get away with it kaso ang bruhang Susy, nagsumbong ata kay Geno. Imagine my shock, astonishment and fear when those two wackos started running after me!
Tama ba naman yun, patulan ako? I totally forgot na what happened after that. Nagising na lang ako sa loob ng prayer room, sabi ng teacher ko, I passed out daw.

And so after that, everytime I see a mascot, I walk fast (literal meaning : run) the other way.

ONCE UPON A TIME --- I looked like this! With matching pigtails pa yan ha. This was from my registartion form at St. Jo. I went there three weeks ago to visit my mom. One of her colleagues can't remember as to how I looked like when I was still studying there. Huwat? Ganon na ba katindi ng pagiging biktima ko ng panahon? Oh well, and so she took out my files. At eto ang nakita ko. First pic was when I was in Kindergarten, second one was in Grade One. For the life of me, I can't post the rest of the pics... I might scare the bejesus in you! Hahaha. Baka mawalan pa ko ng friends. Posted by Picasa

Sunday, August 07, 2005

Table for One, A Letter for the One and One of my Bestfriends

I read this from one of my bestfriend's journal...



Table for one...
Jul 4, '05 4:51 AM

I had lunch at Heaven n’ Eggs today (New resto, good food. Visit them in Tomas Morato). As the attendants welcomed me, I muttered: “For one, please.” Then as I sat there waiting for my food, I realized that it has been “Table for one” for quite some time now.

But I don’t mind, really (yeah, right). It’s just that, I used to dread eating alone. When I was a freshman in college, I’d spend my lunch break in my car listening to the radio, if I can’t find anyone to have lunch with me. Yes, I’d rather starve than be seen in the cafeteria all by myself. I also hated going to food courts alone. I HATED it. Pathetic, huh? Well, that was a long time ago.

I don’t know exactly when I snapped out of this, or when I realized that I was being silly. Hahaha. It may not be a big deal for other people, but it was a huge, refreshing, liberating change for me. Now I enjoy eating out, even if I’m alone. And the way I see it, “Table for one”? It ain’t so bad…




Then I came across an old journal of mine, I read this entry...

A Letter for the One for Me

I am wondering at this very minute if you are thinking of me, if like me, you are wondering what is taking us so long to find each other. Many times I thought I finally found you only to be disillusioned by the fact that my wait has not yet ended. I get up each morning hoping, dreaming, longing to meet you. I am thinking of how we will meet, would it be as romantic as the ones I have seen in movies? Or is it possible that I have known you all my life but we have yet to realize that we are meant for each other? Oh how I wish you were here right now because you are the only one who has the answers to all my questions.

Sometimes I ask myself if I have ever really known “love". I do not have the answer to that question either but I believe that, more often than not, we will never really know what love is until we find that right person...and since I have not found you yet, then maybe I do not really know what love is! You just don’t know how often I dream of finally knowing what it feels like to be in your arms. Even at this very moment I am imagining how you will simply sweep me off my feet!

Perhaps I would be drawn to you by your smile, or your eyes or maybe even how you manage to make me laugh by your silly little ways! I don’t really know for sure but I am praying that God will help me recognize you when the right time comes. I think of all the pain that I have gone through in the past and of how much I have cried since the day I began my search. I just wanted you to know that I find my strength in clinging onto my vision of the beautiful life ahead of me--the life I shall spend with you.
In my mind and in my heart I know that you are worth all that pain and sacrifice. After all, the tears have become a part of my life and I believe that they are slowly washing away my flaws so that I would become perfect, not perfect in its truest sense, but perfect--for YOU! I wonder if you've gone through so much pain as well. I wonder if you've been hurt so many times along the journey. But my dearest one, please don’t ever give up because I am right here...patiently waiting for you! I assure you that when we finally find each other I would slowly heal those wounds by my love.

At night, I would look out my window and stare at the beautiful sky, hoping that somehow you are also looking up and wondering about me. I utter a silent prayer and send all my cries to the heavens above thinking that in time they would reach you. And when I feel impatient, I just close my eyes and believe that you are on your way and that you are longing to see me as well. It is funny but when I finally fall asleep, it is still you that I think of, for you are always in my dreams.

It seems that, for now, that is the only place where I can hold onto you, long enough to tell you how much I love you. In my dreams you would kiss away my fears and wrap me with your arms of love. And this, all the more, makes me want to wake up and face the new day ahead with the hope that soon enough, you will no longer be a dream but a reality and once again I am assured that you are worth the wait.

And when that time comes, everything will fall into its place, just as I had imagined, just as I had thought and dreamed, just as I had believed it would be! By then, I would simply look back and smile at all that I have gone through, in spite of the pain and amidst the simple joys of life--and I would be very thankful because they all led me to you. In the meantime, take care of yourself for me. Hold on to our dream and don’t even think of letting go.

Believe in your heart that we will find each other no matter what happens. God has planned the course and it is up to us to follow the directions.

Don’t worry, don’t be afraid about getting lost, God saw to it that all the roads, no matter which one you choose to follow lead to ME.



When my first boyfriend and I broke up, I always read that entry up to the point that it became my litany. I was disillusioned for a while and that was my saving grace. I guess it's true, when you've recently ended a relationship, it's either you get a rebound or you isolate yourself, wallow in self-pity, try to come up with reasons (or sometimes, excuses) as to why the relationship ended. Obviously, I succumbed to the latter. I was freakin' down and I didn't want to get in a relationship, ever! Then, the ray of light found me. Hehe. I read that entry and it restored my faith in second chances. Hell, it wasn't my fault that the relationship didn't work out. It just wasn't meant to be, why be hard on myself diba?

And now, when I re-read the article, this time, I thought of one of my besfriends.

Everytime I get an update about her so-called lovelife, I can't help but contemplate about the ultimate question, "How come she always ends up these jerks?!"

With all honesty, I've always thought that this bestfriend of mine is a keeper. I'm not saying this just because she's a friend. I'm not running an ad either. She is one of the nicest person I've ever met. I can't even come up with all the adjectives that would describe her. Mister Webster won't even come close to describing her. Assteeg diba? Kung lalaki nga lang ako, I'd surely court her.

Given that she is this great, again, "How come she always ends up these jerks?!"

True, things happen for a reason. Reasons that are too complicated to fathom. I wouldn't even try coming up with one for this bizaare situation. I know that God has His plans for her, and I truly trust Him.

Look at what happened to me... God saw to it that all the roads, no matter which one John chose lead to ME.

*wink wink*

Friday, August 05, 2005

Cleaning out my so-called Closet...

I read this somewhere

"An abrupt end to a wonderful start. A friendship that was cut off by too much pride, unspoken hurt feelings and poisonous misunderstandings. May this friendship rest in peace, and hopefully, when all has passed, once again meet it's maker."

and it made me think.

Is it time to clean out my closet? Looking at what I've accumulated from the past years, some of my stuffs are gathering dust, some of which are beyond recognition... others, just beyond repair. Do I keep them there? Try to salvage what's left? Or just give up on them and throw them away? Would have have been an easy job if they were actual things... the thing is, they're not. Discarding people or past relationships isn't as easy as yanking clothes off their hangers and dumping them in a trash bag. For one, you think about the memories you had with them. Was it fun? Was it bleak? Was it sad? Or it's all rolled into one?

But sometimes, you're the only one left thinking of these memories. It takes two to tango, you know. You can't keep the friendship if it's just you all along. Ano yun? Befriending yourself? Haha. Same goes with past relationships... kaya nga past diba? Meaning, nakalipas na. Move on. Collect some more. If something catches your fancy, think about it. There has to be something more than having caught your fancy. Do you think you need it? Will you be able to take care of it? Years from now, will it look the same as you had first caught sight of it? Bahala ka... You make your move. But this time around, make sure you'll keep it.

Tao na yang pinag-uusapan, you can't discard them just like that.

Abet and Lanee, Me and Chi! Posted by Picasa

With Lanee-pot! Posted by Picasa

Kirara... ang babaeng Bora! Posted by Picasa

Goddess ng Bora! Posted by Picasa

Kami pa rin... Posted by Picasa

Kami ulet... Posted by Picasa

Surfing Pose! Posted by Picasa

As what the pic says, "Welcome to Boracay Islands"! Posted by Picasa

Sunset at Bora... Posted by Picasa

Me and my Chi... Posted by Picasa

BORA PICS --- These are so looong overdue. Posted by Picasa