Today, I found the love that I want in the arms of my mother. The way I want to be held when I cry, the words of comfort that I need to hear, the warmth and the feeling she makes me feel. She knows just what to say and her timing is perfect. I've been looking for someone who would love me that way that I want to be love and the answer is just there beside me. She's the one all along.
Thanks Mama. I love you :)
December 31, 2009
December 29, 2009
My Favorite Quotes on Understanding
Life is the first gift, love is the second, and understanding the third. - Marge Piercey
Any fool can criticize, condemn, and complain but it takes character and self control to be understanding and forgiving. - Dale Carnegie
And verily, a woman need know but one man well, in order to understand all men; whereas a man may know all women and understand not one of them. - Helen Rowland
I understand with love comes pain, but why did I have to love so much? - Unknown source
You'll discover that real love is millions of miles past falling in love with anyone or anything. When you make that one effort to feel compassion instead of blame or self-blame, the heart opens again and continues opening. - Sarra Paddison
Any fool can criticize, condemn, and complain but it takes character and self control to be understanding and forgiving. - Dale Carnegie
And verily, a woman need know but one man well, in order to understand all men; whereas a man may know all women and understand not one of them. - Helen Rowland
I understand with love comes pain, but why did I have to love so much? - Unknown source
You'll discover that real love is millions of miles past falling in love with anyone or anything. When you make that one effort to feel compassion instead of blame or self-blame, the heart opens again and continues opening. - Sarra Paddison
The Interview
You're hurting and you think your life is starting to get a little messy. What do you say to that?
- "It's a mess I'm willing to welcome with open arms."
How do you cope with the pain you keep inside you and replace it with the smile on your face?
- "Well whenever we have a misunderstanding, I look back and think of the miserable people who moan and groan saying nobody loves them. And I tell myself: at least I have someone I can argue with, I have someone I can cry senselessly about, I have someone who knows how to test my patience. And wake up the following morning and realize that that person is the one you gave your heart to, and is still someone you are willing to love over and over."
He's a lucky one.
- "I know. But you tell him that."
- "It's a mess I'm willing to welcome with open arms."
How do you cope with the pain you keep inside you and replace it with the smile on your face?
- "Well whenever we have a misunderstanding, I look back and think of the miserable people who moan and groan saying nobody loves them. And I tell myself: at least I have someone I can argue with, I have someone I can cry senselessly about, I have someone who knows how to test my patience. And wake up the following morning and realize that that person is the one you gave your heart to, and is still someone you are willing to love over and over."
He's a lucky one.
- "I know. But you tell him that."
December 28, 2009
Simple
They say I'm the girl who has everything. Most people I know have a hard time looking for a gift for me. Not that I'm expecting one but it would be a nice thought. But every year I hear someone telling me I'm difficult to give a gift to.
What's so hard about not liking a present?
I admit there are presents given to me that I'm not too fond of but I still do appreciate the thought. To be honest, I don't know what I like to get for Christmas (neither for my birthday). I do like the idea of a surprise though. So for the record, I would like to list down here some ideas of presents someone like me would appreciate very much:
- NATURAL. The best present anyone could give me would be something that came from Nature. I LOVE Mother Nature and I especially like getting presents like cut flowers and plants. A big bouquet of flowers would be enough to brighten my holiday. A potted plant is also always welcome.
- GADGETS. Now I'm not a techie girl, but if you give me something like a simple gadget (Depends on how you define "simple", an alarm clock is simple). I don't need high-tech materials, just something high-tech enough for me. Laptops will give you a 100 points in my gift scale.
- DIFFERENT. Give me an unusual gift and for sure I'm going to keep it. Like knives.
- USEFUL. Useful being that I can use it at home or at work. Or to be specific, something I can use NOW. A calculator, a box of pens, crayons, earphones, etc. No more bags and pouches please.
- GIFT CERTIFICATE. Come on, you might say it's not a very thoughtful gift but I like gift certificates, whether it's a Sodexho pass, a massage, a dinner and overnight stay, you can be sure I'm going to like it.
LASTLY...
- PERSONAL. Sing me a song, write me a poem, a handwritten love letter, draw me a picture, give me a paper heart. Anything that's made by YOU means it's important, and you're important, and it means I need to keep it. I haven't received something like this in a while. I must admit I miss it.
I am a simple girl. Simple things make me happy. So don't think I have everything. To be honest, if only they can wrap you up and put a bow and a card on you, you would probably be the only gift I want to receive.
What's so hard about not liking a present?
I admit there are presents given to me that I'm not too fond of but I still do appreciate the thought. To be honest, I don't know what I like to get for Christmas (neither for my birthday). I do like the idea of a surprise though. So for the record, I would like to list down here some ideas of presents someone like me would appreciate very much:
- NATURAL. The best present anyone could give me would be something that came from Nature. I LOVE Mother Nature and I especially like getting presents like cut flowers and plants. A big bouquet of flowers would be enough to brighten my holiday. A potted plant is also always welcome.
- GADGETS. Now I'm not a techie girl, but if you give me something like a simple gadget (Depends on how you define "simple", an alarm clock is simple). I don't need high-tech materials, just something high-tech enough for me. Laptops will give you a 100 points in my gift scale.
- DIFFERENT. Give me an unusual gift and for sure I'm going to keep it. Like knives.
- USEFUL. Useful being that I can use it at home or at work. Or to be specific, something I can use NOW. A calculator, a box of pens, crayons, earphones, etc. No more bags and pouches please.
- GIFT CERTIFICATE. Come on, you might say it's not a very thoughtful gift but I like gift certificates, whether it's a Sodexho pass, a massage, a dinner and overnight stay, you can be sure I'm going to like it.
LASTLY...
- PERSONAL. Sing me a song, write me a poem, a handwritten love letter, draw me a picture, give me a paper heart. Anything that's made by YOU means it's important, and you're important, and it means I need to keep it. I haven't received something like this in a while. I must admit I miss it.
I am a simple girl. Simple things make me happy. So don't think I have everything. To be honest, if only they can wrap you up and put a bow and a card on you, you would probably be the only gift I want to receive.
December 12, 2009
How Much More?
How many more poems should
I read to you for you to
understand my love is true?
How many more "I love you's" do
I have to say for you to hear
that I really do love you?
How many more falling stars
do I have to wish on
just to keep you?
How many more hugs should I
have to give to make you
feel my love?
Where else should I touch you
to let you know that I really
care?
How many more days and nights
do I have to be with you to
show you that I'm here to stay?
How much more smile do I have
to show to show you that I'm
here to cheer you up?
How much more time do I have
to spend with you each day
to show you that I think of you?
What other stories and jokes
do I have to tell for you
to stay interested?
And what other secret do I have
to whisper in your ear to tell you
that these secrets are the ones
you need to hear?
How much more beautiful do I
have to be just so you wouldn't
notice someone else?
What kind of kiss do I
need to give you for you
to feel that you are mine?
What else do I have to sacrifice
so you'll be assured that
I will take care of you?
How long of a patience do I
need to have to understand
your tantrums and fears?
And how long do I have to wait
till the time comes that you
finally believe me and love me
wholeheartedly?
I read to you for you to
understand my love is true?
How many more "I love you's" do
I have to say for you to hear
that I really do love you?
How many more falling stars
do I have to wish on
just to keep you?
How many more hugs should I
have to give to make you
feel my love?
Where else should I touch you
to let you know that I really
care?
How many more days and nights
do I have to be with you to
show you that I'm here to stay?
How much more smile do I have
to show to show you that I'm
here to cheer you up?
How much more time do I have
to spend with you each day
to show you that I think of you?
What other stories and jokes
do I have to tell for you
to stay interested?
And what other secret do I have
to whisper in your ear to tell you
that these secrets are the ones
you need to hear?
How much more beautiful do I
have to be just so you wouldn't
notice someone else?
What kind of kiss do I
need to give you for you
to feel that you are mine?
What else do I have to sacrifice
so you'll be assured that
I will take care of you?
How long of a patience do I
need to have to understand
your tantrums and fears?
And how long do I have to wait
till the time comes that you
finally believe me and love me
wholeheartedly?
Vanilla Twilight (Owl City)
The stars lean down to kiss you
And I lie awake and miss you
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere
'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly
But I'll miss your arms around me
I'd send a postcard to you dear
'Cause I wish you were here
I'll watch the night turn light blue
But it's not the same without you
Because it takes two to whisper quietly
The silence isn't so bad
Till I look at my hands and feel sad
'Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly
I'll find repose in new ways
Though I haven't slept in two days
'Cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone
But drenched in vanilla twilight
I'll sit on the front porch all night
Waist-deep in thought because when I think of you
I don't feel so alone
I don't feel so alone
I don't feel so alone
As many times as I blink
I'll think of you tonight
I'll think of you tonight
When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again
And I'll forget the world that I knew
But I swear I won't forget you
Oh, if my voice could reach back through the past
I'd whisper in your ear,
Oh darling I wish you were here
And I lie awake and miss you
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere
'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly
But I'll miss your arms around me
I'd send a postcard to you dear
'Cause I wish you were here
I'll watch the night turn light blue
But it's not the same without you
Because it takes two to whisper quietly
The silence isn't so bad
Till I look at my hands and feel sad
'Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly
I'll find repose in new ways
Though I haven't slept in two days
'Cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone
But drenched in vanilla twilight
I'll sit on the front porch all night
Waist-deep in thought because when I think of you
I don't feel so alone
I don't feel so alone
I don't feel so alone
As many times as I blink
I'll think of you tonight
I'll think of you tonight
When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again
And I'll forget the world that I knew
But I swear I won't forget you
Oh, if my voice could reach back through the past
I'd whisper in your ear,
Oh darling I wish you were here
December 11, 2009
The Taxi Story
Here's an anecdote I got from a friend. You may have received this before but it's a great story. It really puts one's priorities in order.
I arrived at the address where someone had requested a taxi. I honked but no one came out. I honked again, nothing. So I walked to the door and knocked. 'Just a minute', answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.
After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940s movie.
By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets..
There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.
'Would you carry my bag out to the car?' she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, and then returned to assist the woman..
She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.
She kept thanking me for my kindness. 'It's nothing', I told her. 'I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother treated'..
'Oh, you're such a good boy', she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address, and then asked, 'Could you drive through downtown?'
'It's not the shortest way,' I answered quickly.
'Oh, I don't mind,' she said. 'I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice'.
I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. 'I don't have any family left,' she continued. 'The doctor says I don't have very long.' I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.
'What route would you like me to take?' I asked.
For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.
We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds. She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.
Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.
As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, 'I'm tired. Let's go now'
We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.
Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move. They must have been expecting her.
I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.
'How much do I owe you?' she asked, reaching into her purse.
'Nothing,' I said 'You have to make a living,' she answered.
'There are other passengers,' I responded.
Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.
'You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,' she said.
'Thank you.'
I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life.
I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift?
What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?
On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life...
We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.
But great moments often catch us unaware - beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.
I arrived at the address where someone had requested a taxi. I honked but no one came out. I honked again, nothing. So I walked to the door and knocked. 'Just a minute', answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.
After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940s movie.
By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets..
There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.
'Would you carry my bag out to the car?' she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, and then returned to assist the woman..
She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.
She kept thanking me for my kindness. 'It's nothing', I told her. 'I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother treated'..
'Oh, you're such a good boy', she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address, and then asked, 'Could you drive through downtown?'
'It's not the shortest way,' I answered quickly.
'Oh, I don't mind,' she said. 'I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice'.
I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. 'I don't have any family left,' she continued. 'The doctor says I don't have very long.' I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.
'What route would you like me to take?' I asked.
For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.
We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds. She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.
Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.
As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, 'I'm tired. Let's go now'
We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.
Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move. They must have been expecting her.
I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.
'How much do I owe you?' she asked, reaching into her purse.
'Nothing,' I said 'You have to make a living,' she answered.
'There are other passengers,' I responded.
Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.
'You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,' she said.
'Thank you.'
I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life.
I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift?
What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?
On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life...
We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.
But great moments often catch us unaware - beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.
December 10, 2009
Gotta find my purpose..Gotta find me.
Conversation:
"I sometimes think that I'm here for a purpose. But if I'm going to think that I'm here with him because of a purpose, it means I'm really not meant to be with him. I'd rather be here because I am meant to be with him - to be the girl, to be the ONE - and not to serve some purpose to his character and attitude building."
"I sometimes think that I'm here for a purpose. But if I'm going to think that I'm here with him because of a purpose, it means I'm really not meant to be with him. I'd rather be here because I am meant to be with him - to be the girl, to be the ONE - and not to serve some purpose to his character and attitude building."
Sleepless mornings
There is only one happiness in life, to love and be loved.
- George Sand
Love is a condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.
- Robert Heinlein
What am I doing wrong this time...?
- George Sand
Love is a condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.
- Robert Heinlein
What am I doing wrong this time...?
December 9, 2009
Hopeless Romantic
Libre naman mangarap.
Minsan lang naman maramdaman ang saya sa pagtibok muli ng puso. Kahit anong sakit titiisin makamit lang ang pangarap na para sa atin. Titingnan na lamang ang mga bituin at ibubulong ang isang hiling na sana ay magkatotoo na.
Akin ka na lang ha?
Minsan lang naman maramdaman ang saya sa pagtibok muli ng puso. Kahit anong sakit titiisin makamit lang ang pangarap na para sa atin. Titingnan na lamang ang mga bituin at ibubulong ang isang hiling na sana ay magkatotoo na.
Akin ka na lang ha?
December 7, 2009
To be Your Girl
I want to be that someone you've always dreamed of. I want to be the girl who will sweep you off your feet. I want to be the girl who dreams of the same dreams as you do. I want to be the one whom you can turn to when you're feeling down. I want to be that girl who you think is far better than the other girls you've been with. I want to be the girl who deserves your tears. I want to be that person you always want to hold hands with. I want to be girl who you can share stories with, whether they be the past, your dreams, your silly thoughts, or whatever happened in your day. I want to be first thought in the morning, and the last name you'll call out at night. I want to be the girl you'd want to build your dream house with. I can be the girl who always understands you. I can be the person who has enough patience to handle your tantrums. I want to be the girl who can make you laugh when you're feeling down. I can be the girl who will take care of you when you're sick. I can be the girl you can spend special moments with. I want to be the girl you'd want to spend time having a serious discussion with. I want to be girl who waits for you till you get home. I want to be the girl you'll always ask for a hug and a kiss. I want to be the last girl you say "I love you" to.
And I want to be the girl you'll want to spend the rest of your life with.
And I want to be the girl you'll want to spend the rest of your life with.
December 4, 2009
Reposting: From The Mind of a Mathematician
*disclaimer: I found this while sorting through old emails. They said Einstein wrote this about love.
Written by Albert Einstein.
Sometimes in our relentless effort to find the
person we love, we fail to recognize and appreciate
the people who love us. We miss out on so many
beautiful things simply because we allow ourselves to
be enslaved by our own selfish concerns.
Go for the man of deeds and not for the man of
words, for you will find rewarding happiness, not with
the man you love but with the man who loves you more.
The best lovers are those capable of loving from a
distance far enough to allow the person to grow but
never too far to feel the love within your being.
To let go of someone doesn't mean you have to stop
loving, it only means that you allow that person to
find his own happiness without expecting him to come
back. Letting go is not just setting the other person
free, but is also setting yourself free from all the
bitterness, hatred, and anger that you keep in your
heart.
Do not let the bitterness take away your strength
and weaken your faith, and never allow pain to
dishearten you; but rather let yourself grow with
wisdom in bearing it. You may find peace in loving
someone from a distance not
expecting something in return. But be careful, for
this can sustain life but can never give enough room
for us to grow. We can all survive with just beautiful
memories of the past, but real peace and happiness
come only with open
acceptance of what reality is today.
There comes a time in our lives when we chance upon
someone so nice and beautiful and we just find
ourselves so intensely attracted to that person. This
feeling soon becomes a part of our everyday lives and
eventually consumes our thoughts and actions. The sad part of it
is when we begin to realize that this person feels
nothing more for us than just a friendship. We start
our desperate attempt to get noticed and be closer, but in
the end our efforts are still unrewarded and we end up
being sorry for ourselves.
You don't have to forget someone you love. What you
need to learn is how to accept the verdict of reality
without being bitter or sorry for yourself. Believe
me, you would be better off giving that dedication and
love to someone more deserving. Don't let your heart
run your life, be sensible and let your mind speak for
itself.
Listen not only to your feelings but to reason as
well. Always remember that if you lose someone today,
it means that someone better is coming tomorrow.
If you lose love that doesn't mean you failed in
love. Cry if you have to, but make sure that tears
wash away the hurt and the bitterness that the past
has left with you. Let go of yesterday and love will
find its way back to you.
And when it does, pray that it may be the love that
will stay and last a lifetime.
There are two ways to live your life: One is as though nothing is a miracle.
The other is as though everything is a miracle.
Written by Albert Einstein.
Sometimes in our relentless effort to find the
person we love, we fail to recognize and appreciate
the people who love us. We miss out on so many
beautiful things simply because we allow ourselves to
be enslaved by our own selfish concerns.
Go for the man of deeds and not for the man of
words, for you will find rewarding happiness, not with
the man you love but with the man who loves you more.
The best lovers are those capable of loving from a
distance far enough to allow the person to grow but
never too far to feel the love within your being.
To let go of someone doesn't mean you have to stop
loving, it only means that you allow that person to
find his own happiness without expecting him to come
back. Letting go is not just setting the other person
free, but is also setting yourself free from all the
bitterness, hatred, and anger that you keep in your
heart.
Do not let the bitterness take away your strength
and weaken your faith, and never allow pain to
dishearten you; but rather let yourself grow with
wisdom in bearing it. You may find peace in loving
someone from a distance not
expecting something in return. But be careful, for
this can sustain life but can never give enough room
for us to grow. We can all survive with just beautiful
memories of the past, but real peace and happiness
come only with open
acceptance of what reality is today.
There comes a time in our lives when we chance upon
someone so nice and beautiful and we just find
ourselves so intensely attracted to that person. This
feeling soon becomes a part of our everyday lives and
eventually consumes our thoughts and actions. The sad part of it
is when we begin to realize that this person feels
nothing more for us than just a friendship. We start
our desperate attempt to get noticed and be closer, but in
the end our efforts are still unrewarded and we end up
being sorry for ourselves.
You don't have to forget someone you love. What you
need to learn is how to accept the verdict of reality
without being bitter or sorry for yourself. Believe
me, you would be better off giving that dedication and
love to someone more deserving. Don't let your heart
run your life, be sensible and let your mind speak for
itself.
Listen not only to your feelings but to reason as
well. Always remember that if you lose someone today,
it means that someone better is coming tomorrow.
If you lose love that doesn't mean you failed in
love. Cry if you have to, but make sure that tears
wash away the hurt and the bitterness that the past
has left with you. Let go of yesterday and love will
find its way back to you.
And when it does, pray that it may be the love that
will stay and last a lifetime.
There are two ways to live your life: One is as though nothing is a miracle.
The other is as though everything is a miracle.
December 3, 2009
Reunited (Peaches and Herb)
I was a fool to ever leave your side
Me minus you is such a lonely ride
That break-up we had has made me lonesome and sad
I realize I love you 'cuz I want you back, hey-hey
I spent the evening with the radio
Regret the moment that I let you go
Our quarrel was such a way of learning so much
I know now that I love you 'cuz I need your touch, hey-hey
CHORUS
Reunited and it feels so good
Reunited 'cuz we understood
There's one perfect fit and sugar this one is it
We both are so excited 'cuz we're reunited, hey-hey
I sat here starin' at the same old wall
Came back to life just when I got your call
I wished I could climb right through the telephone line
And give you what you want so you would still be mine, hey-hey
I can't go cheatin' honey, I can't play
I found it very hard to stay away
As we reminisce on precious moments like this
I'm glad we're back together 'cuz I missed your kiss, hey-hey
Repeat CHORUS
Oh
Lovin' lover this is solid love
And you're exactly what I'm dreamin' of
All through the day, and all through the night
I'll give you all the love I have with all my might, hey-hey
* Remember when you said I made the first move to get in touch? Well my dear, you were the one who made the missed call on my phone that made me send you that message. Thanks for taking me back in your life =)
Me minus you is such a lonely ride
That break-up we had has made me lonesome and sad
I realize I love you 'cuz I want you back, hey-hey
I spent the evening with the radio
Regret the moment that I let you go
Our quarrel was such a way of learning so much
I know now that I love you 'cuz I need your touch, hey-hey
CHORUS
Reunited and it feels so good
Reunited 'cuz we understood
There's one perfect fit and sugar this one is it
We both are so excited 'cuz we're reunited, hey-hey
I sat here starin' at the same old wall
Came back to life just when I got your call
I wished I could climb right through the telephone line
And give you what you want so you would still be mine, hey-hey
I can't go cheatin' honey, I can't play
I found it very hard to stay away
As we reminisce on precious moments like this
I'm glad we're back together 'cuz I missed your kiss, hey-hey
Repeat CHORUS
Oh
Lovin' lover this is solid love
And you're exactly what I'm dreamin' of
All through the day, and all through the night
I'll give you all the love I have with all my might, hey-hey
* Remember when you said I made the first move to get in touch? Well my dear, you were the one who made the missed call on my phone that made me send you that message. Thanks for taking me back in your life =)
November 30, 2009
Hot and Cold
I can hear Katy Perry singing to me in the background as we drive around the corner. One day you're so happy and the next, you're all so moody. I was hoping for a good weekend, just spending time together but for some reason you got all so cranky and moody that I don't know what to do. I was trying my best to be sweet but it seems it wasn't enough. I know I want to be with you, that's it. I miss the talks, I miss the walks, I miss who you were before all these formalities...
did I say "yes" too soon?
Understanding your temper is like juggling hot coals. Even though you have these mood swings, I still always try to understand. *Gahd* you don't know how patient I am when it comes to you. I never tell you off, but I plead to make you understand and get you out of that temper mode.
"Sa sobrang pagmamahal nya sa'yo, sa'yo lang umiikot ang mundo nya. Natatakot lang sya na mawala ka. Intindihin mo na lang sis." That's what she said. And yes my patience never falter.
But sometimes I get to think that you never consider how I feel. There are times I turn you down, you look hurt and annoyed. All my time is meant for you, but you still want more (then you say I don't have time? sheesh). It's getting too tiring sometimes but I still understand. I love you that much, your temper and all.
Lucky you.
did I say "yes" too soon?
Understanding your temper is like juggling hot coals. Even though you have these mood swings, I still always try to understand. *Gahd* you don't know how patient I am when it comes to you. I never tell you off, but I plead to make you understand and get you out of that temper mode.
"Sa sobrang pagmamahal nya sa'yo, sa'yo lang umiikot ang mundo nya. Natatakot lang sya na mawala ka. Intindihin mo na lang sis." That's what she said. And yes my patience never falter.
But sometimes I get to think that you never consider how I feel. There are times I turn you down, you look hurt and annoyed. All my time is meant for you, but you still want more (then you say I don't have time? sheesh). It's getting too tiring sometimes but I still understand. I love you that much, your temper and all.
Lucky you.
November 18, 2009
Beer Joke
*found this over in the internet. interesting and smart joke :)
After the Great Britain Beer Festival, in London, all the brewery presidents decided to go out for a beer.
The guy from Corona sits down and says, "Hey Senor, I would like the world's best beer, a Corona." The bartender dusts off a bottle from the shelf and gives it to him.
The guy from Budweiser says, "I'd like the best beer in the world, give me 'The King Of Beers', a Budweiser." The bartender gives him one.
The guy from Coors says, "I'd like the only beer made with Rocky Mountain spring water, give me a Coors." He gets it.
The guy from Guinness sits down and says, "Give me a Coke." The bartender is a little taken aback, but gives him what he ordered.
The other brewery presidents look over at him and ask "Why aren't you drinking a Guinness?" and the Guinness president replies, "Well, I figured if you guys aren't drinking beer, neither would I."
After the Great Britain Beer Festival, in London, all the brewery presidents decided to go out for a beer.
The guy from Corona sits down and says, "Hey Senor, I would like the world's best beer, a Corona." The bartender dusts off a bottle from the shelf and gives it to him.
The guy from Budweiser says, "I'd like the best beer in the world, give me 'The King Of Beers', a Budweiser." The bartender gives him one.
The guy from Coors says, "I'd like the only beer made with Rocky Mountain spring water, give me a Coors." He gets it.
The guy from Guinness sits down and says, "Give me a Coke." The bartender is a little taken aback, but gives him what he ordered.
The other brewery presidents look over at him and ask "Why aren't you drinking a Guinness?" and the Guinness president replies, "Well, I figured if you guys aren't drinking beer, neither would I."
November 9, 2009
You (Ako Yun!)
YOU. Para sa'yo lang. Ang sarap pakinggan pag sinasabing "for YOU" o kaya naman "I miss YOU," at syempre walang tatalo sa "I love YOU."
Pag may YOU alam mong para sa'yo lang. Ikaw lang ang iniisip, ikaw lang ang kailangan. Wala nang ibang mahihiling pa kungdi ikaw lang. Kaya ang YOU dapat nandyan sa bawat pag bigkas. Okay yan, exclusive yung sinasabi na para sa'yo lang at hindi sa iba. Na ikaw ang dahilan bakit sya masaya, bakit nya naisip na nasaktan mo sya, bakit kay iniiyakan, bakit ikaw lang ang mamahalin ng taong yun. Kaya ingatan mo yung YOU. Lagi mong sabihin "It's YOU." Dahil ang YOU, ito na yung final. Wala nang susunod pa. Perfect combination sila ng period.
Nakakataba ng puso ang salitang yan. Alam mong ikaw lang at alang-alang sa'yo ang lahat ng sinasabi ng tao.
Pag may YOU alam mong para sa'yo lang. Ikaw lang ang iniisip, ikaw lang ang kailangan. Wala nang ibang mahihiling pa kungdi ikaw lang. Kaya ang YOU dapat nandyan sa bawat pag bigkas. Okay yan, exclusive yung sinasabi na para sa'yo lang at hindi sa iba. Na ikaw ang dahilan bakit sya masaya, bakit nya naisip na nasaktan mo sya, bakit kay iniiyakan, bakit ikaw lang ang mamahalin ng taong yun. Kaya ingatan mo yung YOU. Lagi mong sabihin "It's YOU." Dahil ang YOU, ito na yung final. Wala nang susunod pa. Perfect combination sila ng period.
Nakakataba ng puso ang salitang yan. Alam mong ikaw lang at alang-alang sa'yo ang lahat ng sinasabi ng tao.
November 6, 2009
The Wish
Be the one
Be the last
Be the forever.
=)
(for Alex)
Be the last
Be the forever.
=)
(for Alex)
November 5, 2009
The Perfect Girlfriend
*Disclaimer: I didn't write this one. Im just reposting here something I got from my email. But it is a good thought. Something guys should think about :)*
What is a perfect girlfriend? They say there’s no such thing as perfection, and that she doesn’t exist.
Oh trust me, SHE DOES.
She dresses up all cute and pretty every time you take her out on a date. This is her way of keeping you interested as your eyes are locked solely on her. You stare at other girls instead, and she gets hurt and upset that all her time and effort were put to waste. YOU CALL HER INSECURE.
She holds on to you like she’s never letting you go. This is her way of telling other girls that she’s lucky that she has you, and no, you’re not available. YOU CALL HER CLINGY.
She calls you the sweetest nicknames, or ones that only you two will understand. This is her way of saying how special you are, and that there’s nobody else in this world like you. You call other girls “babe” just as how you would call her, and she gets disappointed. YOU CALL HER SHALLOW AND JEALOUS.
She checks up on you, making sure you made it home safely or that you’re not out getting yourself into any kind of trouble. This is her way of showing how often she thinks about you and that she worries constantly because that’s how much she cares. YOU SAY SHE'S NAGGING.
She cries when you do or say something wrong. This is her way of saying “That hurt only because YOU said it and I love YOU.” YOU CALL HER OVERLY SENSITIVE AND EMOTIONAL.
She loves you more than you love her. This is her way of dealing with the fact that your relationship wasn’t like how it used to be, but she is willing to make room for more love and some changes. You push her away. YOU CALL HER DRAMATIC AND ANNOYING.
So go ahead. Leave the INSECURE, CLINGY, JEALOUS, NAGGING, OVERLY SENSITIVE, DRAMATIC AND ANNOYING GIRL.
She will soon be much happier in the arms of someone who actually deserves her: the PERFECT BOYFRIEND.
What is a perfect girlfriend? They say there’s no such thing as perfection, and that she doesn’t exist.
Oh trust me, SHE DOES.
She dresses up all cute and pretty every time you take her out on a date. This is her way of keeping you interested as your eyes are locked solely on her. You stare at other girls instead, and she gets hurt and upset that all her time and effort were put to waste. YOU CALL HER INSECURE.
She holds on to you like she’s never letting you go. This is her way of telling other girls that she’s lucky that she has you, and no, you’re not available. YOU CALL HER CLINGY.
She calls you the sweetest nicknames, or ones that only you two will understand. This is her way of saying how special you are, and that there’s nobody else in this world like you. You call other girls “babe” just as how you would call her, and she gets disappointed. YOU CALL HER SHALLOW AND JEALOUS.
She checks up on you, making sure you made it home safely or that you’re not out getting yourself into any kind of trouble. This is her way of showing how often she thinks about you and that she worries constantly because that’s how much she cares. YOU SAY SHE'S NAGGING.
She cries when you do or say something wrong. This is her way of saying “That hurt only because YOU said it and I love YOU.” YOU CALL HER OVERLY SENSITIVE AND EMOTIONAL.
She loves you more than you love her. This is her way of dealing with the fact that your relationship wasn’t like how it used to be, but she is willing to make room for more love and some changes. You push her away. YOU CALL HER DRAMATIC AND ANNOYING.
So go ahead. Leave the INSECURE, CLINGY, JEALOUS, NAGGING, OVERLY SENSITIVE, DRAMATIC AND ANNOYING GIRL.
She will soon be much happier in the arms of someone who actually deserves her: the PERFECT BOYFRIEND.
November 2, 2009
Stickwitu (The Pussycat Dolls)
Oohooh ooh oohooh ooh...
C'mon!
I don't wanna go another day
So I'm telling you, exactly what is on my mind
Seems like everybody is breaking up
And throwing their love away
But I know I got a good thing right here
That's why I say (Hey)
Nobody gonna love me better, I must stick wit u forever
Nobody gonna take me higher, I must stick wit u
You know how to appreciate me, I must stick wit u, my baby
Nobody ever made me feel this way, I must stick wit u
I don't wanna go another day
So I'm telling you, exactly what is on my mind
See the way we ride, in our private lives
Ain't nobody gettin' in between
I want you to know that, you're the only one for me (one for me)
(When I say)
Nobody gonna love me better, I must stick wit u forever
Nobody gonna take me higher, I must stick wit u (nobody)
You know how to appreciate me, I must stick wit u, my baby
Nobody ever made me feel this way, I must stick wit u
And now, ain't nothing else I could need
And now, I'm singing 'cause you're so, so into me
I got you, we'll be making love endlessly
I'm with you (baby I'm with you)
Baby you're with me (baby you're with me, higher)
So don't cha worry about
People hanging around
They ain't bringing us down
I know you, and you know me
And that's all that counts (hey)
So don't cha worry about
People hanging around
They ain't bringing us down
I know you, and you know me
And that's, that's why I say (Hey)
Nobody gonna love me better, I must stick wit u forever
Nobody gonna take me higher, I must stick wit u (come on)
You know how to appreciate me, I must stick wit u, my baby
Nobody ever made me feel this way, I must stick wit u
Nobody gonna love me better, I must stick wit u forever
Nobody gonna take me higher, I must stick wit u
You know how to appreciate me, I must stick wit u, my baby
Nobody ever made me feel this way, I must stick wit u
*for my dear Alex S. :)*
October 26, 2009
The One
"When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible." - Harry Burns (When Harry Met Sally)
We are all meant to be with someone. But you have to go through a lot of heartaches, trials and people just to find that one person. You meet someone and think that maybe he's "the One." but then you'll end up being disappointed when it turns out otherwise. Thus you go in search again. As I always say: "hope but don't expect" so that you won't get to experience another failure. Be patient as love takes time. You really have to wait for the right time, the right person. With love, you know very well that you have to let yourself fall in and out of it. And sometimes, a person comes into your life that changes everything. That one person you know you can't live without.
And when you do find them, make sure you don't let them go. You'll soon realize that in the end, they are worth all the wait.
We are all meant to be with someone. But you have to go through a lot of heartaches, trials and people just to find that one person. You meet someone and think that maybe he's "the One." but then you'll end up being disappointed when it turns out otherwise. Thus you go in search again. As I always say: "hope but don't expect" so that you won't get to experience another failure. Be patient as love takes time. You really have to wait for the right time, the right person. With love, you know very well that you have to let yourself fall in and out of it. And sometimes, a person comes into your life that changes everything. That one person you know you can't live without.
And when you do find them, make sure you don't let them go. You'll soon realize that in the end, they are worth all the wait.
October 19, 2009
Wish List
Dear Santa,
I know I haven't written to you since I
was 12 years old, but maybe you could
just bring the love of my life to me this
Christmas? Yeah I know it's a long shot
but hey, I'm still a kid at heart. It's a simple
wish: all I want for Christmas is Mr. Gazer.
Please Santa? You don't have to wrap him
up or something. I just want to see him standing
outside our door, holding my heart in his hand.
I want to love him forever.
Thanks.
You're friend,
Little Moon.
I know I haven't written to you since I
was 12 years old, but maybe you could
just bring the love of my life to me this
Christmas? Yeah I know it's a long shot
but hey, I'm still a kid at heart. It's a simple
wish: all I want for Christmas is Mr. Gazer.
Please Santa? You don't have to wrap him
up or something. I just want to see him standing
outside our door, holding my heart in his hand.
I want to love him forever.
Thanks.
You're friend,
Little Moon.
October 16, 2009
The Message
Take my hand and together we'll walk this road. Ignore the treacherous whispers of the dark forest we came from. With me you are not alone. We will take each step slowly but don't let go of my hand. If you slip, just know that I will also take the fall with you. We will push ourselves back up and carry on with the journey. You can see the light ahead, it isn't far. Your fear is the same as mine but I know to overcome the darkness, I just need to believe in you. The world we left shun out lovers and drove them away. I believe in this love we have and I will take care of your heart for you and all I want from you is to take care of mine. I will never let go and you're the only one I want to be with in this journey. A new world will welcome us with open arms and together we are home.
October 2, 2009
Love as explained by St. Augustine
"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."
October 1, 2009
Ain't a Two-way Street
I wanted to love you
You said No.
I still kept loving you
But you keep letting go.
I said I love you
You said you're not sure.
I know this love is true
But you're not willing to give more.
The times we spent together
It hurts but I kept this smile on my face.
I know I still love you
But it seems the end of the race.
To love is easy,
But when you get hurt, it's no longer fun.
Because when you're in love
Make sure you're not the only one.
You said No.
I still kept loving you
But you keep letting go.
I said I love you
You said you're not sure.
I know this love is true
But you're not willing to give more.
The times we spent together
It hurts but I kept this smile on my face.
I know I still love you
But it seems the end of the race.
To love is easy,
But when you get hurt, it's no longer fun.
Because when you're in love
Make sure you're not the only one.
September 25, 2009
Sir Jun's Legacy
"Good, better, best. Don't let it rest. Until your good becomes better, and your better becomes your best."
"The quality lingers on, while the price is forgotten." (what he learned when he bought from Gucci store.)
- some words of wisdom that a VIP of ours gave me and my associates when I visited our store in Greenbelt 1. Thank you Sir Jun for imparting us that wisdom. :)
"The quality lingers on, while the price is forgotten." (what he learned when he bought from Gucci store.)
- some words of wisdom that a VIP of ours gave me and my associates when I visited our store in Greenbelt 1. Thank you Sir Jun for imparting us that wisdom. :)
September 22, 2009
Minsan
Minsan kailangan mo mag-tiis lalo na kapag nahihirapan ka pero alam mong maganda pa rin ang kalalabasan nito sa huli. Kailangan mo lang tiyagain ang bawat pagsubok na darating sa buhay mo dahil dun ka rin matututo kung ano ang gagawin mo sa susunod na mangyari ulit yun.
Minsan hindi lahat ng tao maniniwala sa sinasabi mo. Dahil mas madalas, niloloko mo lang ang sarili mo. Aminin na natin, kailangan gawan ng dahilan ang maraming bagay na nangyayari, pero kung magsisinungaling ka rin naman, siguraduhin mong alam mo ang sinasabi mo at gagawan mo rin ng paraan para makabawi ka.
Minsan may taong darating sa buhay mo para ma-inlove ka. Pero minsan din hindi mo sigurado kung totoo ba yung love na yun. Mahal mo nga yung tao pero ibang klase ng pagmamahal pala yung nararamdaman mo. Itanong mo muna kung ano nararamdaman nya bago ka magdesisyon na iwan ang taong yun. Baka naman ikaw yung nagkukulang, o baka naman pwede pa gawan ng paraan at kailangan nyo lang magbigayan at mag-usap.
Minsan pagsasabihan ka: ng magulang mo, ng kapatid mo, ng teacher mo, ng boss mo, o kaya naman ng ibang tao na hindi mo ka close. Wag mong ismolin yung mga sinasabi nila. Mas kilala mo nga ang sarili mo pero malay mo, meron silang napapansin sa'yo na hindi mo napapansin sa sarili mo. Likas talaga sa tao ang hindi pansinin ang sariling pagkakamali o pagtrato sa iba. Mag ingat ka pa rin at hindi mo alam kung sino nakakasangga mo.
Minsan naman kailangan mong matutong mag hintay. Lahat ng tao dumaraan sa ganyan. Maghintay ka lang at wag kang mainip. Darating din yun, kung sino man at ano man yun. Maghintay ka lang.
...pero kung alam mong wala ka nang pag-asa at mawawalan din ng saysay ang paghihintay mo, dapat matuto ka rin naman na bumitaw at iwan na yun. Hindi lahat ng bagay o tao kailangan mong hintayin. Hindi sila nakakaramdam na kailangan din naman pala nila balikan yung naghihintay sa kanila.
Minsan, magiging mag isa ka talaga. Hindi lahat ng tao magiging kasama mo, magiging kaibigan mo. Hindi lahat ng tao available. Magiging mag isa ka talaga. Pero isipin mo pa rin na hindi ka nag-iisa at may dahilan yun. Sinasabihan ka lang ng utak mo na mag usap naman kayo at magkalinawan. Di mo na kasi siguro napapansin yung mga nangyayari sa katawan mo at sa isipan mo. Kailangan mong mag solo upang makinig.
Ganyan talaga ang buhay: minsan nasasabihan, minsan naiiwanan, minsan nakakalimutan, minsan ginugulo ang isipan, minsan tinatamad, minsan tinatarayan, minsan walang kaibigan. Pero minsan din may darating na magpapangiti sa'yo.... yun... yun yung mas importante.
Minsan hindi lahat ng tao maniniwala sa sinasabi mo. Dahil mas madalas, niloloko mo lang ang sarili mo. Aminin na natin, kailangan gawan ng dahilan ang maraming bagay na nangyayari, pero kung magsisinungaling ka rin naman, siguraduhin mong alam mo ang sinasabi mo at gagawan mo rin ng paraan para makabawi ka.
Minsan may taong darating sa buhay mo para ma-inlove ka. Pero minsan din hindi mo sigurado kung totoo ba yung love na yun. Mahal mo nga yung tao pero ibang klase ng pagmamahal pala yung nararamdaman mo. Itanong mo muna kung ano nararamdaman nya bago ka magdesisyon na iwan ang taong yun. Baka naman ikaw yung nagkukulang, o baka naman pwede pa gawan ng paraan at kailangan nyo lang magbigayan at mag-usap.
Minsan pagsasabihan ka: ng magulang mo, ng kapatid mo, ng teacher mo, ng boss mo, o kaya naman ng ibang tao na hindi mo ka close. Wag mong ismolin yung mga sinasabi nila. Mas kilala mo nga ang sarili mo pero malay mo, meron silang napapansin sa'yo na hindi mo napapansin sa sarili mo. Likas talaga sa tao ang hindi pansinin ang sariling pagkakamali o pagtrato sa iba. Mag ingat ka pa rin at hindi mo alam kung sino nakakasangga mo.
Minsan naman kailangan mong matutong mag hintay. Lahat ng tao dumaraan sa ganyan. Maghintay ka lang at wag kang mainip. Darating din yun, kung sino man at ano man yun. Maghintay ka lang.
...pero kung alam mong wala ka nang pag-asa at mawawalan din ng saysay ang paghihintay mo, dapat matuto ka rin naman na bumitaw at iwan na yun. Hindi lahat ng bagay o tao kailangan mong hintayin. Hindi sila nakakaramdam na kailangan din naman pala nila balikan yung naghihintay sa kanila.
Minsan, magiging mag isa ka talaga. Hindi lahat ng tao magiging kasama mo, magiging kaibigan mo. Hindi lahat ng tao available. Magiging mag isa ka talaga. Pero isipin mo pa rin na hindi ka nag-iisa at may dahilan yun. Sinasabihan ka lang ng utak mo na mag usap naman kayo at magkalinawan. Di mo na kasi siguro napapansin yung mga nangyayari sa katawan mo at sa isipan mo. Kailangan mong mag solo upang makinig.
Ganyan talaga ang buhay: minsan nasasabihan, minsan naiiwanan, minsan nakakalimutan, minsan ginugulo ang isipan, minsan tinatamad, minsan tinatarayan, minsan walang kaibigan. Pero minsan din may darating na magpapangiti sa'yo.... yun... yun yung mas importante.
September 21, 2009
Thoughts
- Kung ayaw may dahilan, kung gusto laging may paraan.
- No matter how you feel, stand up, dress up and show up.
- There's no point in making excuses when they know already what you did.
- No matter how you feel, stand up, dress up and show up.
- There's no point in making excuses when they know already what you did.
Imagine
"Sometimes, when you stop for a while, you'll feel a warm embrace... that's me imagining hard enough to make it come true."
- july 1, 2009
- july 1, 2009
September 15, 2009
Prayer of A Weary Heart
Lead my heart, oh Lord, to a place full of love and rest. When I feel that I am about to give up, hold out Your hand so that I may reach up. When sadness fills my spirit, shower me with the goodness that You have given me: my friends, my work, my life. When I lose strength, Lord, please send an angel to help carry my burden. Whenever my heart is breaking, let me lay down on Your lap and cry for the pain until all the tears have fallen.
You always listen to my prayers Lord and I am truly grateful. Let me not forget that my prayers are always answered in the best form You can give. The answer to my prayers appear in the form of a song, a smile from a dear friend, a laughter from a child, a message from a loved one, the slow dancing of the rain, the brilliant moon rising in the horizon, the simple Cross of your Holy Son, Jesus. I will always remember Lord that You do not give me troubles or burdens that I cannot carry.
You have always been my invisible friend who listens to every rant or story that I say. You do not judge me for You made me and You consider me as Your best creation. You have the biggest heart Lord and You love me as me. You share with us all the happiness that You feel. Your love is endless and inspiring.
Thank You for people who gave me life: my parents. Thank You for my dearest friends whom I consider my brothers and sisters. Thank You for the mentors you send my way. Thank You for the opportunities that I have the option to take. Thank You for the chances and the time that You gave me to change the things I know I can change. Thank You for the lessons in life that made me humble. Thank You for teaching me to love and making me feel loved.
You lead me Lord, to a place of love and rest. And with this prayer, I know I will be at peace. Amen
You always listen to my prayers Lord and I am truly grateful. Let me not forget that my prayers are always answered in the best form You can give. The answer to my prayers appear in the form of a song, a smile from a dear friend, a laughter from a child, a message from a loved one, the slow dancing of the rain, the brilliant moon rising in the horizon, the simple Cross of your Holy Son, Jesus. I will always remember Lord that You do not give me troubles or burdens that I cannot carry.
You have always been my invisible friend who listens to every rant or story that I say. You do not judge me for You made me and You consider me as Your best creation. You have the biggest heart Lord and You love me as me. You share with us all the happiness that You feel. Your love is endless and inspiring.
Thank You for people who gave me life: my parents. Thank You for my dearest friends whom I consider my brothers and sisters. Thank You for the mentors you send my way. Thank You for the opportunities that I have the option to take. Thank You for the chances and the time that You gave me to change the things I know I can change. Thank You for the lessons in life that made me humble. Thank You for teaching me to love and making me feel loved.
You lead me Lord, to a place of love and rest. And with this prayer, I know I will be at peace. Amen
September 12, 2009
M.O.: The New Pick Up Line
I was walking in Megamall the other day to visit our Crabtree & Evelyn store when a guy came up to me and introduced himself as a headhunter. He seemed friendly but I was in a hurry then to get to the store so I think I started being masungit. But I was smiling when I spoke to him (just a little on the mataray side...). Below is the conversation I had with him:
Guy: Hi! excuse me miss?
Azy: (annoyed) Yes?
Guy: Hi I saw you kasi and you look like a professional. Do you work here in Ortigas?
Azy: *thinks: professional what?* (raised eyebrow) No I don't.
Guy: Oh I see. I'm Thomas. I'm a headhunter. Do you know what a headhunter is?
Azy: *thinks: duh.. syempre...* Yes I do.
*at this point, I was being mataray and masungit already*
Guy: Ah good because we're looking for young professionals to join our team. We have a client in the US who needs people in...
Azy: What kind of company?
Guy: It's a multinational company. They have a business here and th..
Azy: I know. What kind of company? What industry are they in?
Guy: Oh they have consumer products, manufacturing...
*at this point I think he feels embarrassed and threatened by me*
Guy: Can I ask how long have you been working? Where do you work?
Azy: Four years. I work in Makati. I'm in marketing.
Guy: That's great! Because they need people like you. How long have you been working with your present company?
Azy: Just a month. I joined them only last month. *I answered curtly*
Guy: Oh I see. Well will you be interested to submit your resume to us? Do you have a business card?
Azy: *doubting already* No I don't have one yet. Can I get yours then?
Guy: Oh sorry I left mine at my office. I was just about to go back there when I saw you so I thought already of meeting you... But can I just get your number and I'll contact you on the offer?
Azy: *left eyebrow raised* No I'll just get your number and I'll call you. *starts taking out cellphone*
Azy: sorry I didn't get your name the first time. What's your name again?
Guy: It's Thomas.
Azy: I'm Azy *shakes hand* What's your mobile number?
Guy: Sorry I didn't memorize my number.. I'll just get yours na lang.
Azy: It wouldn't be right for me to give you my number. What's your email then?
Guy: Oh.. well... my email is a bit long eh...
*the guy's slipping....*
Azy: It's okay. I can type it. *takes out phone and starts on the application*
Guy: ah okay.. *guy dictates email*
Azy: Okay thanks.
Guy: Yeah so... thank you for your time Azy. Sorry for the bother.
Azy: It's cool. Bye.
*Azy leaves him and walks to the store.*
I didn't look back at him anymore. I kept his email so I think I'll check on it in Facebook one of these days when I remember. It was a funny incident because he said he's a headhunter. I don't know if real head hunters approach clients that way but it was so unusual. He even hesitated to give me his number and his email (or if he has another plan in mind... that I might not contact him at all :P).
It's a funny approach. I wonder what else he would've said? This is one heck of a way to get girls haha.
Guy: Hi! excuse me miss?
Azy: (annoyed) Yes?
Guy: Hi I saw you kasi and you look like a professional. Do you work here in Ortigas?
Azy: *thinks: professional what?* (raised eyebrow) No I don't.
Guy: Oh I see. I'm Thomas. I'm a headhunter. Do you know what a headhunter is?
Azy: *thinks: duh.. syempre...* Yes I do.
*at this point, I was being mataray and masungit already*
Guy: Ah good because we're looking for young professionals to join our team. We have a client in the US who needs people in...
Azy: What kind of company?
Guy: It's a multinational company. They have a business here and th..
Azy: I know. What kind of company? What industry are they in?
Guy: Oh they have consumer products, manufacturing...
*at this point I think he feels embarrassed and threatened by me*
Guy: Can I ask how long have you been working? Where do you work?
Azy: Four years. I work in Makati. I'm in marketing.
Guy: That's great! Because they need people like you. How long have you been working with your present company?
Azy: Just a month. I joined them only last month. *I answered curtly*
Guy: Oh I see. Well will you be interested to submit your resume to us? Do you have a business card?
Azy: *doubting already* No I don't have one yet. Can I get yours then?
Guy: Oh sorry I left mine at my office. I was just about to go back there when I saw you so I thought already of meeting you... But can I just get your number and I'll contact you on the offer?
Azy: *left eyebrow raised* No I'll just get your number and I'll call you. *starts taking out cellphone*
Azy: sorry I didn't get your name the first time. What's your name again?
Guy: It's Thomas.
Azy: I'm Azy *shakes hand* What's your mobile number?
Guy: Sorry I didn't memorize my number.. I'll just get yours na lang.
Azy: It wouldn't be right for me to give you my number. What's your email then?
Guy: Oh.. well... my email is a bit long eh...
*the guy's slipping....*
Azy: It's okay. I can type it. *takes out phone and starts on the application*
Guy: ah okay.. *guy dictates email*
Azy: Okay thanks.
Guy: Yeah so... thank you for your time Azy. Sorry for the bother.
Azy: It's cool. Bye.
*Azy leaves him and walks to the store.*
I didn't look back at him anymore. I kept his email so I think I'll check on it in Facebook one of these days when I remember. It was a funny incident because he said he's a headhunter. I don't know if real head hunters approach clients that way but it was so unusual. He even hesitated to give me his number and his email (or if he has another plan in mind... that I might not contact him at all :P).
It's a funny approach. I wonder what else he would've said? This is one heck of a way to get girls haha.
Sa Kanya (Ogie Alcasid)
Namulat ako at ngayo'y nag-iisa
Pagkatapos ng ulan
Bagama't nakalipas na ang mga sandali
Ay nagmumuni kung ako'y nagwagi
Pinipilit mang sabihin na ito'y wala sa akin
Ngunit bakit hanggang ngayon, nagdurugo pa rin
Chorus:
Sa kanya pa rin babalik sigaw, ng damdamin
Sa kanya pa rin sasaya bulong ng puso ko
Kung buhay pa ang alaala ng ating nakaraan
Ang pagmamahal at panahon alay pa rin sa kanya
At sa hatinggabi ay nag-iisa na lang
Ay minamasdan ang larawan mo
At ngayo'y bumalik nang siya'y kapiling pa
Alaala ng buong magdamag
Kung sakali man isipin na ito'y wala sa akin
Sana'y dinggin ang tinig kong nag-iisa pa rin
Repeat Chorus:
Adlib:
Ang pagmamahal at panahon alay pa rin
Sa kanya, sa kanya, sa kanya, hah-ooh
Sa kanya.
September 10, 2009
Song
I wanted to write a song about you but all I can start with is one line. I have a melody in my head but I still lack the chorus.
Whatever that song maybe, you're still the sweetest song that I always want to sing...
"I still whisper your name" - the only line I can think of.
Whatever that song maybe, you're still the sweetest song that I always want to sing...
"I still whisper your name" - the only line I can think of.
September 8, 2009
"Okay don't worry. I know a place."
"A true friend is someone whom you can call and tell them that you killed someone and after an hour, they're at your doorstep with a shovel in hand, no questions asked. "
(from a crazy friend of mine)
(from a crazy friend of mine)
Puff Puff Puff
"I don't smoke." I tell people that before. But I don't mind people smoking. I started smoking when I got so mad at my ex for what he did to me. I was annoyed at him and I know he doesn't like people to smoke and I did what I know he doesn't like. So yes, the reason I started smoking was because of him.
But after 3 months of puffing, I stopped. I said I don't want it anymore and I don't need to wallow in smoke just because of a short, stupid guy. So I stopped. I smoked occasionally after.. about once a month only.
Lately I found myself smoking again. I have a certain set of friends who smoke when we drink. My present boyfriend is one of them. No, I don't think they influenced me. I just thought of trying it again (but very occasionally) which is wrong. But somehow, I think I've smoked a little too often. Not everyday, just every time I feel stressed. And the times I've felt stressed seems to be getting a little too often. But no, I don't smoke that way. I think I feel like smoking only when I'm getting really pissed off.
Anyway, I don't want to smoke anymore. My head hurts and I get dizzy whenever that happens. I used to ask my boyfriend if its okay for me to smoke (yes I ask for his permission) and he said if I want to then I go ahead. But I asked him if he can help me stop this smoking thing that's going on with me. He said he does not have to because I should know already what's right and what's wrong.
Okay.. I was only asking for help. I know he means well but somehow, he's going to let me go on what I do.. and I can't get him to help me. I was expecting maybe a "I'll help you. Don't worry you just have to stop thinking about blah blah blah..." Yes I know what's right and what's wrong but I would appreciate it if he'd offer to give some moral support. He doesn't have to be here all the time and tell me off. I just want to know if he'd show some help and support somehow.
Okay now I'm upset (gosh I won't smoke because of this). I wonder what else I won't need support on. People think I can handle things on my own. Maybe at the exterior, I can show that I am a strong, independent woman who can always manage on her own, but I'm also just a woman who needs the support of someone who cares enough to tell her that she's doing too much. I'm the kind of friend who will show support in whatever plans my friend might have. I will always be there for them if they need my point of view in their situation. I'll be there for them when they need my help but I will tell them when they're already doing too much. Why can't people be like that to me too?
At this point, I feel alone in my own endeavor...
But after 3 months of puffing, I stopped. I said I don't want it anymore and I don't need to wallow in smoke just because of a short, stupid guy. So I stopped. I smoked occasionally after.. about once a month only.
Lately I found myself smoking again. I have a certain set of friends who smoke when we drink. My present boyfriend is one of them. No, I don't think they influenced me. I just thought of trying it again (but very occasionally) which is wrong. But somehow, I think I've smoked a little too often. Not everyday, just every time I feel stressed. And the times I've felt stressed seems to be getting a little too often. But no, I don't smoke that way. I think I feel like smoking only when I'm getting really pissed off.
Anyway, I don't want to smoke anymore. My head hurts and I get dizzy whenever that happens. I used to ask my boyfriend if its okay for me to smoke (yes I ask for his permission) and he said if I want to then I go ahead. But I asked him if he can help me stop this smoking thing that's going on with me. He said he does not have to because I should know already what's right and what's wrong.
Okay.. I was only asking for help. I know he means well but somehow, he's going to let me go on what I do.. and I can't get him to help me. I was expecting maybe a "I'll help you. Don't worry you just have to stop thinking about blah blah blah..." Yes I know what's right and what's wrong but I would appreciate it if he'd offer to give some moral support. He doesn't have to be here all the time and tell me off. I just want to know if he'd show some help and support somehow.
Okay now I'm upset (gosh I won't smoke because of this). I wonder what else I won't need support on. People think I can handle things on my own. Maybe at the exterior, I can show that I am a strong, independent woman who can always manage on her own, but I'm also just a woman who needs the support of someone who cares enough to tell her that she's doing too much. I'm the kind of friend who will show support in whatever plans my friend might have. I will always be there for them if they need my point of view in their situation. I'll be there for them when they need my help but I will tell them when they're already doing too much. Why can't people be like that to me too?
At this point, I feel alone in my own endeavor...
Dream
Dream. Dream when you know you can't change what happened. Dream so you can find the inspiration. Dream so you will know when to hold on and when to let go. Dream is best when it's about you. Dream is what makes me long to be with you. Dream is where I first met you. Dream of you and me under the moon and the stars. Dream of a the music and the dance you wish you could do. Dream is what you and I did for most of the May evenings. Dream is the wish that came true. Dream is not what I do in the evening, but my habit everyday. I dream when I speak about you, I dream when I write about you, I dream so I can see you in my sleep.
I dream until the morning calls me home.
I dream until the morning calls me home.
September 7, 2009
Late Hero
Don't be a late hero. If you know you can already give or do something on your own, do it. Don't make me wait.
September 5, 2009
Black Label
In your lips I taste
the sweet bitterness
of the whisky
and your tongue
takes in the coolness
of the ice
Tonight I will
love you again
And take you again
in this whirl wind
fantasy
And in the morning
I'll fill my mind with
thoughts of you
and let my heart
savor the taste
of your love
in an amber colored
drink
With the kiss I seal
the words I wanted to say
saving the farewell for
another tomorrow
the sweet bitterness
of the whisky
and your tongue
takes in the coolness
of the ice
Tonight I will
love you again
And take you again
in this whirl wind
fantasy
And in the morning
I'll fill my mind with
thoughts of you
and let my heart
savor the taste
of your love
in an amber colored
drink
With the kiss I seal
the words I wanted to say
saving the farewell for
another tomorrow
September 3, 2009
Did I Dream of You or Was it You Dreaming?
I woke up this morning with you as the first thought in my head (as usual). I just had a dream about you and in that dream, you and I keep on trying to flirt with each other.. at Work. But it's a very different workplace. Still, we talked and we laughed like we used to. But the underlying message in that dream is that you don't want me to leave.
Well, it wasn't a message. I actually heard you say it and I saw it in your eyes.
Now I'm not sure if I was dreaming of you, or if you were the one dreaming of me. One thing's for sure, we both didn't want to go. I guess that's one dream we both share and one moment we hope will come true.. someday.
This time, I hope that dream does comes true.
Well, it wasn't a message. I actually heard you say it and I saw it in your eyes.
Now I'm not sure if I was dreaming of you, or if you were the one dreaming of me. One thing's for sure, we both didn't want to go. I guess that's one dream we both share and one moment we hope will come true.. someday.
This time, I hope that dream does comes true.
August 30, 2009
To Market! To Market!
Come see the sights and smell the rawness of what you eat!
My mom takes me to the market with her when she can and it's been a while since I've been to the wet market. I observe things around me and I noticed some funny scenes that I want to share now as anecdotes.
One morning in the market, my mom thought of buying fish for lunch. While she was picking from a fresh catch, I saw a tank with a live fish in it. It's a huge one and it was just standing (for lack of a better word) there. Then I noticed he was looking at something. His eyes were different, well it looks like it was in shock (or maybe because they just have bulging eyes that seems to be always in shock). Anyway, I followed it's eye and saw that it was staring at this guy chopping off a fish... the exact same fish in the tank! Okay it is kind of morbid for the fish but it is funny. They should have just moved the tank somewhere else or not put the fish in there. I can't imagine what that fish is thinking at that moment. Poor thing..
Here's another one: we were just about to wrap up our market trip when my mom paused to check some pork. On the other side, there was the fish section and I saw men chopping off and cleaning off fish. What caught my attention was this short guy scratching his armpit inside his shirt. I continued watching him and it's been a quite a long scratch there. But what he did next was what made me want to slap his hand. After scratching his armpit, he cleaned his hand in a basin of water beside him and continued to chop the fish. What's even worse is that the other guy beside him dipped the knife he was using in that same basin! Yech! It's been a while I have seen something like that. Thankfully we didn't buy our fish from those guys. I sure hope they clean the fish very well...
Here's one from my brother. He went with my mom to the market to buy fish. Then my mom told him to wait for the fish they just bought. My brother watched the fish bonked in the head (to kill it. it was still alive when they saw it) and cleaned off its inside. When the lady gave the bag to my brother, he got a jolt when something in the bag jumped. My brother took the bag and found that the fish was still alive while the lady was skinning and cleaned it. My brother couldn't hold the bag well and he was already feeling sorry for the fish. My mom thought it was funny though.
Those are some stories I have from the market. It's kinda funny and you'll kinda feel sorry too for a while. Well it's a fact of life. Fish gotta swim and people gotta eat.
My mom takes me to the market with her when she can and it's been a while since I've been to the wet market. I observe things around me and I noticed some funny scenes that I want to share now as anecdotes.
One morning in the market, my mom thought of buying fish for lunch. While she was picking from a fresh catch, I saw a tank with a live fish in it. It's a huge one and it was just standing (for lack of a better word) there. Then I noticed he was looking at something. His eyes were different, well it looks like it was in shock (or maybe because they just have bulging eyes that seems to be always in shock). Anyway, I followed it's eye and saw that it was staring at this guy chopping off a fish... the exact same fish in the tank! Okay it is kind of morbid for the fish but it is funny. They should have just moved the tank somewhere else or not put the fish in there. I can't imagine what that fish is thinking at that moment. Poor thing..
Here's another one: we were just about to wrap up our market trip when my mom paused to check some pork. On the other side, there was the fish section and I saw men chopping off and cleaning off fish. What caught my attention was this short guy scratching his armpit inside his shirt. I continued watching him and it's been a quite a long scratch there. But what he did next was what made me want to slap his hand. After scratching his armpit, he cleaned his hand in a basin of water beside him and continued to chop the fish. What's even worse is that the other guy beside him dipped the knife he was using in that same basin! Yech! It's been a while I have seen something like that. Thankfully we didn't buy our fish from those guys. I sure hope they clean the fish very well...
Here's one from my brother. He went with my mom to the market to buy fish. Then my mom told him to wait for the fish they just bought. My brother watched the fish bonked in the head (to kill it. it was still alive when they saw it) and cleaned off its inside. When the lady gave the bag to my brother, he got a jolt when something in the bag jumped. My brother took the bag and found that the fish was still alive while the lady was skinning and cleaned it. My brother couldn't hold the bag well and he was already feeling sorry for the fish. My mom thought it was funny though.
Those are some stories I have from the market. It's kinda funny and you'll kinda feel sorry too for a while. Well it's a fact of life. Fish gotta swim and people gotta eat.
August 26, 2009
Pieces of ME
Last night was probably the quickest trip I had going home. Yes it still took me an hour to get home but I barely noticed it. I was too engrossed with thinking about the things that was discussed today that I had to piece everything in my mind together and assign them on what they will do:
- one part will be thinking about the events that I need to manage.
- one part will be going to the stores and make rounds.
- one ME is assigned to research on the internet on what is happening in the market.
- one part of ME will be worrying on what's happening with the business.
- one part of ME will decide what I should do with my life.
- one part of ME will be thinking and missing Mr. S (she'd be busy daydreaming)
- one part will be having a long meeting with the bosses.
- one part will be working on the chores in the office.
- one part will be crafting ideas on promos and events.
- one part of ME will be learning the tricks and trade of the industry.
- one part of ME will be reading about marketing and sales.
- one part will be surfing Facebook (she will update herself with what's happening with her friends)
- one part of ME is assigned to go out with High school friends.
- one part of ME will be reconnecting with college batch mates.
- one part of ME is going to be busy typing (I don't know what... maybe whatever the other ME's give her.)
- one part will be thinking of poems to write (she should be focused on this)
- one part is going to read the books that I bought recently (I've started reading only the first few pages... haven't gone past that..)
- one part of ME is going to lie down in bed and sleep as long as she can (I like her.)
- one part is going to update herself with the things happening around the world.
- one ME is going to wonder under the moon.
- one part of ME is going to keep on thinking (that's one heck of a long thought..)
- one part is going to handle the present relationship.
- one part is going to help the others make money.
- one part will be learning how to drive.
- one part will be writing blogs (like this one... haha)
- one part will answer emails related to work
- one part will answer emails related to everything else other than work (she has a bigger scope but less job)
- one part is going to worry about the health of everyone.
- one part of ME will be answering calls and text messages in general except work related (nothing specific as there are not much calls and texts made on other aspects)
- one part will be looking for a job (if she's not busy, she can help the others.)
- one part of me will be worrying about the Future.
- one part of me will think and plan the Future (so that the other ME won't be worrying so much.)
- one part of ME is the one praying (this is an important role).
- one part of ME will be saving money (she needs to do her job better... she'll be working closely with those who are working on the JOB)
- one part will check out fashion magazines and imagine which one will look good on us.
- one part is going to Travel (oooh! this is the part of me that I also like)
- one part will be fixing the photo album I have planned for so long to finish
- one part will keep track of the expenses (she's going to work closely too with the one who is saving the money... they should both be aligned at the same direction)
- one part will be taking care of the corporate sales in the business
- one part will be the one to carry things (I don't know yet what specifically.. I just need someone assigned to that job)
- one part will try to open herself up (she's getting a little shy)
- one part of ME is assigned to cry for the important reasons (She won't always be needed... but atleast she has something to do)
- one part will be doing exercises to keep everyone in shape.
- one part of ME will just do the planning of something.
- one part will be bonding with her childhood friend.
- one part will be keeping in touch with industry friends.
- one part is going to make new friends.
- one part will eat for everyone (of course... the rest has to eat too you know but they'd be too busy so I'm giving this one a special job.)
- one part of ME is going diving!
- one part of ME is going to manage the parts who are assigned on JOB related functions and will make sure they do their part.
- one part of ME is of course going to make sure she's still keeping in touch with our family.
Okay there are still alot of parts of ME that has been given a specific assignment.. I'm still thinking about it but for now, these are what's been in my head and must be executed by each and everyone. And you ask what is my primary function? Well to make sure these all be done of course!
- one part will be thinking about the events that I need to manage.
- one part will be going to the stores and make rounds.
- one ME is assigned to research on the internet on what is happening in the market.
- one part of ME will be worrying on what's happening with the business.
- one part of ME will decide what I should do with my life.
- one part of ME will be thinking and missing Mr. S (she'd be busy daydreaming)
- one part will be having a long meeting with the bosses.
- one part will be working on the chores in the office.
- one part will be crafting ideas on promos and events.
- one part of ME will be learning the tricks and trade of the industry.
- one part of ME will be reading about marketing and sales.
- one part will be surfing Facebook (she will update herself with what's happening with her friends)
- one part of ME is assigned to go out with High school friends.
- one part of ME will be reconnecting with college batch mates.
- one part of ME is going to be busy typing (I don't know what... maybe whatever the other ME's give her.)
- one part will be thinking of poems to write (she should be focused on this)
- one part is going to read the books that I bought recently (I've started reading only the first few pages... haven't gone past that..)
- one part of ME is going to lie down in bed and sleep as long as she can (I like her.)
- one part is going to update herself with the things happening around the world.
- one ME is going to wonder under the moon.
- one part of ME is going to keep on thinking (that's one heck of a long thought..)
- one part is going to handle the present relationship.
- one part is going to help the others make money.
- one part will be learning how to drive.
- one part will be writing blogs (like this one... haha)
- one part will answer emails related to work
- one part will answer emails related to everything else other than work (she has a bigger scope but less job)
- one part is going to worry about the health of everyone.
- one part of ME will be answering calls and text messages in general except work related (nothing specific as there are not much calls and texts made on other aspects)
- one part will be looking for a job (if she's not busy, she can help the others.)
- one part of me will be worrying about the Future.
- one part of me will think and plan the Future (so that the other ME won't be worrying so much.)
- one part of ME is the one praying (this is an important role).
- one part of ME will be saving money (she needs to do her job better... she'll be working closely with those who are working on the JOB)
- one part will check out fashion magazines and imagine which one will look good on us.
- one part is going to Travel (oooh! this is the part of me that I also like)
- one part will be fixing the photo album I have planned for so long to finish
- one part will keep track of the expenses (she's going to work closely too with the one who is saving the money... they should both be aligned at the same direction)
- one part will be taking care of the corporate sales in the business
- one part will be the one to carry things (I don't know yet what specifically.. I just need someone assigned to that job)
- one part will try to open herself up (she's getting a little shy)
- one part of ME is assigned to cry for the important reasons (She won't always be needed... but atleast she has something to do)
- one part will be doing exercises to keep everyone in shape.
- one part of ME will just do the planning of something.
- one part will be bonding with her childhood friend.
- one part will be keeping in touch with industry friends.
- one part is going to make new friends.
- one part will eat for everyone (of course... the rest has to eat too you know but they'd be too busy so I'm giving this one a special job.)
- one part of ME is going diving!
- one part of ME is going to manage the parts who are assigned on JOB related functions and will make sure they do their part.
- one part of ME is of course going to make sure she's still keeping in touch with our family.
Okay there are still alot of parts of ME that has been given a specific assignment.. I'm still thinking about it but for now, these are what's been in my head and must be executed by each and everyone. And you ask what is my primary function? Well to make sure these all be done of course!
August 21, 2009
Already Gone (Kelly Clarkson)
Remember all the things we wanted
Now all our memories, they're haunted
We were always meant to say goodbye
Even with our fists held high
It never would have worked out right, yeah
We were never meant for do or die...
I didn't want us to burn out
I didn't come here to hurt you now I can't stop...
I want you to know
It doesn't matter where we take this road
Someone's gotta go
And I want you to know
You couldn't have loved me better
But I want you to move on
So I'm already gone
Looking at you makes it harder
But I know that you'll find another
That doesn't always make you wanna cry
It started with the perfect kiss then
We could feel the poison set in
"Perfect" couldn't keep this love alive
You know that I love you so
I love you enough to let you go
I want you to know
It doesn't matter where we take this road
Someone's gotta go
And I want you to know
You couldn't have loved me better
But I want you to move on
So I'm already gone
I'm already gone, already gone
You can't make it feel right
When you know that it's wrong
I'm already gone, already gone
There's no moving on
So I'm already gone
Ahhhh already gone, already gone, already gone
Ahhhh already gone, already gone, already gone
Remember all the things we wanted
Now all our memories, they're haunted
We were always meant to say goodbye...
I want you to know
It doesn't matter where we take this road
Someone's gotta go
And I want you to know
You couldn't have loved me better
But I want you to move on
So I'm already gone
I'm already gone, already gone
You can't make it feel right
When you know that it's wrong
I'm already gone, already gone
There's no moving on,
So I'm already gone
August 17, 2009
Pause at that Moment
I just realized that I am so good and so blessed with everything: family, career, money, friendship... except for matters of the HEART.
I guess you really can't be good at everything. God gave me alot except He missed out on helping me on that part. Looking back, there have been alot of complications when it comes to me and my relationships, which makes me question myself: did I really make that right decision?
Maybe this is one lesson I have to learn the hard way. I read old emails, scrolled back to old text messages (which still exists in my phone and some ended up on paper... I don't really want to forget), flipped through diaries and old notes (there are people who made a great impact in my life that I quote them and put them in a notebook. You're lucky you're one of them), and sifted through keepsakes and mementos.
Okay.. I think I've looked way, way back into my history of relationships.
Like everyone, I went through all of those levels: crushes, puppy loves, mutual understandings (or like what Zap used to say, malabong usapan), and more importantly, the actual love. I laughed, I cried, I giggled, I shared sentimental moments with the person, I've waited for hours, I whispered secrets, I looked up the sky with him, I held his hand, I kissed and hugged, I let my heart be thrown out of the window, I crashed and sank into a heartbreak, I stood up, brushed my weary ego and walked away. I enjoyed all of it, but of course there are alot of downsides. I guess I am more affected with the downsides of the stories.
I cannot say that I regret some of the things that have happened. In my defense, I made the best decision I could think of. But I just really find myself looking back and wondering what if I made a different decision? Funny isn't it? There are alot of "what if's" and B sides to a story... but you can't make two decisions at the same time just to check which one is best.
Relationships can be a challenge, and most of the time you really want to give up. But you still couldn't and wouldn't let go of that person unless you've squeezed out all the possibilities to fix that relationship with them. For this part of my life, I have to work twice as hard, think less and feel more... and I am still learning the steps. Wish me luck.
I guess you really can't be good at everything. God gave me alot except He missed out on helping me on that part. Looking back, there have been alot of complications when it comes to me and my relationships, which makes me question myself: did I really make that right decision?
Maybe this is one lesson I have to learn the hard way. I read old emails, scrolled back to old text messages (which still exists in my phone and some ended up on paper... I don't really want to forget), flipped through diaries and old notes (there are people who made a great impact in my life that I quote them and put them in a notebook. You're lucky you're one of them), and sifted through keepsakes and mementos.
Okay.. I think I've looked way, way back into my history of relationships.
Like everyone, I went through all of those levels: crushes, puppy loves, mutual understandings (or like what Zap used to say, malabong usapan), and more importantly, the actual love. I laughed, I cried, I giggled, I shared sentimental moments with the person, I've waited for hours, I whispered secrets, I looked up the sky with him, I held his hand, I kissed and hugged, I let my heart be thrown out of the window, I crashed and sank into a heartbreak, I stood up, brushed my weary ego and walked away. I enjoyed all of it, but of course there are alot of downsides. I guess I am more affected with the downsides of the stories.
I cannot say that I regret some of the things that have happened. In my defense, I made the best decision I could think of. But I just really find myself looking back and wondering what if I made a different decision? Funny isn't it? There are alot of "what if's" and B sides to a story... but you can't make two decisions at the same time just to check which one is best.
Relationships can be a challenge, and most of the time you really want to give up. But you still couldn't and wouldn't let go of that person unless you've squeezed out all the possibilities to fix that relationship with them. For this part of my life, I have to work twice as hard, think less and feel more... and I am still learning the steps. Wish me luck.
August 13, 2009
Pusong Papel
Hindi siguro ito ang huling beses na magsusulat ako tungkol sa'yo. Marami pang pagkakataon na maiisip ko ang masasayang alaala nating dalawa. Hindi siguro kagabi ang huling beses na iiyakan kita. Hindi ko siguro dapat sinabi sa'yo na sana makita mo yung taong magmamahal sa'yo ng lubos kasi alam ko na walang ibang makakagawa ng pagmamahal na ninais kong ipakita at aminin sa'yo kung hindi ako. Wala sigurong umaga na magigising ako at ikaw ang unang iisipin ko, tulad na rin na walang gabi na hindi kita papanaginipan. Maraming "siguro" at mga bakasakali pero ito ay tapos na lahat. Nagawa na ang hinaharap na pareho nating kinatatakutan na darating.
Tuluy-tuloy pa rin ang pag tupi ko sa papel na pera upang gawing puso. Yang ibinigay ko sa'yo, sigurado akong itatago mo dahil katulad kita, at alam kong hindi mo sisirain ang pangakong iyon na itatago mo yan at hindi gagamitin. Ikaw na lang siguro ang huling taong bibigyan ko nyan, ayoko nang masayang ang pera at oras ng pag gawa ng mga espesyal na bagay na tulad nyan. Pasensya, tiwala at pagmamahal ang nilalaan ko sa bawat tupi ng papel. At lagi kong pinagiisipan kung ibibigay ko ba yun sa taong gusto kong alayan ng puso ko. Oo, tama nga ang inisip mo na nasayo ang puso ko. Siguro di mo na talaga yan maibabalik sa akin, kahit ngayon na nag iba na ang landas natin pareho.
Pero sigurado pa rin ako na magkikita pa tayo. Sigurado pa rin ako na makikita ko ang ngiti mo. Sigurado pa rin ako na pagdating ng araw na yun, maaalala natin ang lahat ng ating pinagdaanan at mabibigyan na rin nang pagkakataon ang pag-ibig na inilaan sa isa't isa. At sigurado pa rin ako, pagdating ng araw na yun, hawak mo pa rin ang isang espesyal na alaalang iniwan ko sa'yo.
Hindi ko mamadaliin ang mga araw. Hahayaan ko lang muna na lumipas ang kaunting panahon. Hindi ko ipagdadasal na dumating na yun agad kungdi ipagdadasal ko na sana pagdating ng araw na iyon, handa na tayo pareho. Ayaw ko munang hanapin ka, ayaw ko na munang isipin na sobrang masakit ang pag lisan mo. Hahayaan ko munang dumaan ang panahon.
Tuluy-tuloy pa rin ang pag tupi ko sa papel na pera upang gawing puso. Yang ibinigay ko sa'yo, sigurado akong itatago mo dahil katulad kita, at alam kong hindi mo sisirain ang pangakong iyon na itatago mo yan at hindi gagamitin. Ikaw na lang siguro ang huling taong bibigyan ko nyan, ayoko nang masayang ang pera at oras ng pag gawa ng mga espesyal na bagay na tulad nyan. Pasensya, tiwala at pagmamahal ang nilalaan ko sa bawat tupi ng papel. At lagi kong pinagiisipan kung ibibigay ko ba yun sa taong gusto kong alayan ng puso ko. Oo, tama nga ang inisip mo na nasayo ang puso ko. Siguro di mo na talaga yan maibabalik sa akin, kahit ngayon na nag iba na ang landas natin pareho.
Pero sigurado pa rin ako na magkikita pa tayo. Sigurado pa rin ako na makikita ko ang ngiti mo. Sigurado pa rin ako na pagdating ng araw na yun, maaalala natin ang lahat ng ating pinagdaanan at mabibigyan na rin nang pagkakataon ang pag-ibig na inilaan sa isa't isa. At sigurado pa rin ako, pagdating ng araw na yun, hawak mo pa rin ang isang espesyal na alaalang iniwan ko sa'yo.
Hindi ko mamadaliin ang mga araw. Hahayaan ko lang muna na lumipas ang kaunting panahon. Hindi ko ipagdadasal na dumating na yun agad kungdi ipagdadasal ko na sana pagdating ng araw na iyon, handa na tayo pareho. Ayaw ko munang hanapin ka, ayaw ko na munang isipin na sobrang masakit ang pag lisan mo. Hahayaan ko munang dumaan ang panahon.
August 11, 2009
Pretend That I Don't Love You (Cooky Chua)
used to be you'd make me laugh and our laughter filled the world
through the years they seem like echoes from some other boy and some other girl
used to be you'd bring me flowers if i gave the time of day
through the years your love has wilted
it makes me want to say,
pretend that i don't love you
try not to play the part
of the educated-in-my-ways
domesticated heart
pretend you're out to win me over
let a smile provide the spark
pretend that i don't love you
and we'll make a brand new spark
used to be you'd stir my soul
like the musicals we'd see
through the years our life feels more
like the reruns on tv
used to be you'd bring me flowers
if i gave the time of day
through the years your love has wilted
it makes me want to say,
tear down the walls that keep us together
they're what keep us apart
burn down the boredom brought down by the familiar
freshen the love that runs through our hearts
through the years they seem like echoes from some other boy and some other girl
used to be you'd bring me flowers if i gave the time of day
through the years your love has wilted
it makes me want to say,
pretend that i don't love you
try not to play the part
of the educated-in-my-ways
domesticated heart
pretend you're out to win me over
let a smile provide the spark
pretend that i don't love you
and we'll make a brand new spark
used to be you'd stir my soul
like the musicals we'd see
through the years our life feels more
like the reruns on tv
used to be you'd bring me flowers
if i gave the time of day
through the years your love has wilted
it makes me want to say,
tear down the walls that keep us together
they're what keep us apart
burn down the boredom brought down by the familiar
freshen the love that runs through our hearts
Isang Tanong
Sabi nila gawan ko daw ng paraan ito. Sabi nila pagbigyan ko naman ang puso. Itigil ang pag iisip, pakinggan ang damdamin... kaya heto nakikinig na ako. Malay mo, ako na nga pala yung hinihintay mo. Malay ko, baka ikaw rin naman pala ang magpapabago sa isip ko. Malay natin kung san mapupunta tong daang tinahak natin.
Ang tanong ngayon, ano na nga ba tayo?
Ang tanong ngayon, ano na nga ba tayo?
August 8, 2009
Slip of the Tongue
La la la la la la la la la... I started with that line Biff, and I finished the line from a song from the Swing Out Sisters. But then you noticed the slip but I couldn't finish nor could I answer your question after that. I guess because a chatroom is not the medium I wish to convey my true feelings (well this blog is an exception) but I want you to hear it from me, straight out from my lips, shyly looking at you and nervous in my manner of telling you that I love you.
Yes. You read it right. I love you.
I hope next time I would finally have the courage to tell you truthfully everything, and not just settle in my day dreams. I hope I'd get to see you again and I want you to see me smiling at you just the way you like it. I hope next time I won't hesistate anymore if you ask me that question again.
And I hope you will still have enough patience to wait...
Yes. You read it right. I love you.
I hope next time I would finally have the courage to tell you truthfully everything, and not just settle in my day dreams. I hope I'd get to see you again and I want you to see me smiling at you just the way you like it. I hope next time I won't hesistate anymore if you ask me that question again.
And I hope you will still have enough patience to wait...
August 5, 2009
Preserving Freedom and Democracy
I quote here a few lines taken from former President Cory Aquino's speech at the US Congress.
"Still we fought for honor and if only for honor, we shall pay. And yet, should we have to ring the payments from the sweat of our men’s faces and sink all the wealth piled by the bondsman’s two-hundred fifty years of unrequitted toil. Yet, to all Americans, as the leader to a proud and free people, I address this question, “Has there been a greater test of national commitment to the ideals you hold dear than that my people have gone through? You have spent many lives and much treasure to bring freedom to many lands that were reluctant to receive it. And here, you have a people who want it by themselves and need only the help to preserve it.”
"Still we fought for honor and if only for honor, we shall pay. And yet, should we have to ring the payments from the sweat of our men’s faces and sink all the wealth piled by the bondsman’s two-hundred fifty years of unrequitted toil. Yet, to all Americans, as the leader to a proud and free people, I address this question, “Has there been a greater test of national commitment to the ideals you hold dear than that my people have gone through? You have spent many lives and much treasure to bring freedom to many lands that were reluctant to receive it. And here, you have a people who want it by themselves and need only the help to preserve it.”
Lucky
You've been an amazing person, a devout Catholic, a loving mother and a caring leader.
You're lucky with the color yellow and you carry it with you always.
You are lucky to have a husband who fought for freedom for the people.
You are lucky to have a nation support you when you overthrew a dictator.
You've made an impression not just to a small nation but to the whole world.
You are lucky to be loved by the Filipino people.
You are lucky that God gave you hardships He knows you can take.
You are lucky that people and history will still remember your legacy after you have gone.
You are lucky that you are finally able to rest after a long battle with cancer.
You are lucky right now that the man you love will finally be with you to meet you in Heaven's pearly gates.
How lucky we are to have someone like you to watch over us.
*for former president Cory Aquino. you will be missed. (Pres. Cory Aquino, 1933-2009)
You're lucky with the color yellow and you carry it with you always.
You are lucky to have a husband who fought for freedom for the people.
You are lucky to have a nation support you when you overthrew a dictator.
You've made an impression not just to a small nation but to the whole world.
You are lucky to be loved by the Filipino people.
You are lucky that God gave you hardships He knows you can take.
You are lucky that people and history will still remember your legacy after you have gone.
You are lucky that you are finally able to rest after a long battle with cancer.
You are lucky right now that the man you love will finally be with you to meet you in Heaven's pearly gates.
How lucky we are to have someone like you to watch over us.
*for former president Cory Aquino. you will be missed. (Pres. Cory Aquino, 1933-2009)
August 3, 2009
Torture
Looking at the full moon and seeing your face on it... that is torture.
Sitting at the coffee place where we used to meet... that is torture.
Trying to find your face amongst a crowd of familiar faces.. that is torture.
Hoping to see you at an event and finds out that you wont be there.. that is torture.
Seeing a person we both admire and I remember you through his actions... that is torture.
Reading old messages and listening to a recorded voice.. that is torture.
Talking to the stars and asking them if they saw you... that is torture.
Reading the book that I lent you just because I remembered you... that is torture.
Hearing your friends say that you wont be coming back... that is torture.
Passing by your office and thinking where you are in there... that is torture.
Telling you goodbye when I really dont want to... that is torture.
Being with someone else and still thinking about you... that is torture.
Keeping my real feelings and emotions to my self.. that is torture.
Wanting to text you but a part of me stopped me to do so... that is torture.
Reading your blogs and feeling that warm feeling again inside because I know you meant everything... that is torture.
Writing a blog and an open letter to you knowing you won't read it at all... that is torture.
And finally, letting Fate hold everything the ties that bind us together and thinking that someday, we might still see each other and be together... is the worst torture I ever put myself in.
Sitting at the coffee place where we used to meet... that is torture.
Trying to find your face amongst a crowd of familiar faces.. that is torture.
Hoping to see you at an event and finds out that you wont be there.. that is torture.
Seeing a person we both admire and I remember you through his actions... that is torture.
Reading old messages and listening to a recorded voice.. that is torture.
Talking to the stars and asking them if they saw you... that is torture.
Reading the book that I lent you just because I remembered you... that is torture.
Hearing your friends say that you wont be coming back... that is torture.
Passing by your office and thinking where you are in there... that is torture.
Telling you goodbye when I really dont want to... that is torture.
Being with someone else and still thinking about you... that is torture.
Keeping my real feelings and emotions to my self.. that is torture.
Wanting to text you but a part of me stopped me to do so... that is torture.
Reading your blogs and feeling that warm feeling again inside because I know you meant everything... that is torture.
Writing a blog and an open letter to you knowing you won't read it at all... that is torture.
And finally, letting Fate hold everything the ties that bind us together and thinking that someday, we might still see each other and be together... is the worst torture I ever put myself in.
July 27, 2009
I tried to tell you I love you but you went away
Maybe next time... *the little moon sits again by the curb and whispers her thoughts to the Big Moon above*
*sigh*
*sigh*
July 23, 2009
There Are No "Farewells", Just "See You Around"
I wish to stay but now I have to go.
Curtain calls in a few minutes and lights are low.
The act is over, the stage all gone.
But there is still work to be done.
I wave my goodbye, take a bow, and then smile.
It has been a great act, truly worthwhile.
This is not the end of my play.
There are still alot of stories to say.
I'm sure this is really not the end.
I hope to see you again, sitting in the crowd, my friend.
Curtain calls in a few minutes and lights are low.
The act is over, the stage all gone.
But there is still work to be done.
I wave my goodbye, take a bow, and then smile.
It has been a great act, truly worthwhile.
This is not the end of my play.
There are still alot of stories to say.
I'm sure this is really not the end.
I hope to see you again, sitting in the crowd, my friend.
July 20, 2009
In A Nutshell (Grey's Anatomy)
"At the end of the day, when it comes down to it, all we really want is to be close to somebody. So this thing, where we all keep our distance and pretend not to care about each other, is usually a load of bull. So we pick and choose who we want to remain close to, and once we've chosen those people, we tend to stick close by. No matter how much we hurt them, the people that are still with you at the end of the day - those are the ones worth keeping. And sure, sometimes close can be too close. But sometimes, that invasion of personal space, it can be exactly what you need."
The Other Woman (Part 2)
She loved you more than you'll ever know. The other woman waited for you to get home when you said you would. She is the girl you come home to for a comforting hug and a loving kiss. This lady whom you held tight, and loved it when you whisper in her ear sweet words she wishes to hear from you. She’s the girl who spends time with you when she knows you're tired and down, and does her best to comfort you when you needed it. You had the best time with her, her crazy stories, the enchanting songs, coffee Sundays, and the walk in the park.
She is the girl who still smiled when you said you never really did love her. She took that blow with what you said, realizing everything you did and said was just a lie. Amidst the numbing pain, she shed only one tear and still managed to smile to show you that she'll be okay. In fact, she'll be better off without you.
The other woman said she wanted to forget you but she couldn't.
... Until she just deleted you from her life.
(reposting old blog: june 2008)
She is the girl who still smiled when you said you never really did love her. She took that blow with what you said, realizing everything you did and said was just a lie. Amidst the numbing pain, she shed only one tear and still managed to smile to show you that she'll be okay. In fact, she'll be better off without you.
The other woman said she wanted to forget you but she couldn't.
... Until she just deleted you from her life.
(reposting old blog: june 2008)
The Other Woman
She was satisfied with her life until she met you.
The other woman is the mysterious girl you talked to. A stranger that came out of the blue. She's the one who keeps on smiling even when she's down. She's the one you shared a cup of coffee with until 12 in the morning. When she smiles, it's like she's been practicing it infront of the mirror the whole day. Her eyes are like the emoticons on your computer. The other woman is the girl who isn't satisfied but happy. When it's stormy and cloudy outside, she hopes she has someone like you to hold and cuddle with to keep her warm. She sings songs that can break your heart, make you "kilig" all over, or just enchant your ears. She's the one who dreams the strangest dreams and eats like there's no tomorrow. She's the one who couldn't express herself well when she talks to you. The other woman has imaginary friends who follows her around and talks to her when she's alone, and talks to her more especially when she's with you. Her eyes has a lot to say that her mind and heart would like to express but her mouth could not speak of. She becomes speechless when you ask her a question, and she's a bad liar while trying to convince you that she's okay. Her thoughts form into her mouth but they come out only as a deep sigh.
She has a lot of songs to sing but not one of them could truly say what she feels.
The other woman wants to forget you but she couldn't.
(reposting old blog: august 2007)
The other woman is the mysterious girl you talked to. A stranger that came out of the blue. She's the one who keeps on smiling even when she's down. She's the one you shared a cup of coffee with until 12 in the morning. When she smiles, it's like she's been practicing it infront of the mirror the whole day. Her eyes are like the emoticons on your computer. The other woman is the girl who isn't satisfied but happy. When it's stormy and cloudy outside, she hopes she has someone like you to hold and cuddle with to keep her warm. She sings songs that can break your heart, make you "kilig" all over, or just enchant your ears. She's the one who dreams the strangest dreams and eats like there's no tomorrow. She's the one who couldn't express herself well when she talks to you. The other woman has imaginary friends who follows her around and talks to her when she's alone, and talks to her more especially when she's with you. Her eyes has a lot to say that her mind and heart would like to express but her mouth could not speak of. She becomes speechless when you ask her a question, and she's a bad liar while trying to convince you that she's okay. Her thoughts form into her mouth but they come out only as a deep sigh.
She has a lot of songs to sing but not one of them could truly say what she feels.
The other woman wants to forget you but she couldn't.
(reposting old blog: august 2007)
July 15, 2009
Picture This
This is how I imagined the way I will tell you how I feel about you:
The sky is dark and the moon is surrounded with stars. A soft halo of clouds forms around the moon making it even more majestic. I stand in front of you with my green dress on, and you're leaning against your car. We are standing outside the house, talking and teasing each other like we always do. I would be tickling you again, trying to annoy you and making you laugh so hard which will make me smile. You lean back againt the car, and you look up at the sky above. I'd stand beside you and do the same. We'd stare at the moon for a couple of minutes and then I'll say that I have to tell you something. You'd look at me with that feigned innocence but I look back at you with sadness in my eyes.
The wind blows at my direction as I look up again at the moon, whispering a silent prayer.
You ask again what is it that I want to tell you and I start my story by saying that I met someone. He's special and I've known him for some time now. You don't know him that well but I do. I understand what he's been through and I went through the same. He makes me laugh and I know that he cares for me so much. You'll be stunned but you stay quiet. You'll look up and start asking me question like "why, how, who" is that person. And then I'll say I have to let someone go because the other guy is the one I choose to be with. By that moment, you'll look sad but you'll try to hide it. We won't talk for a while and you'll break the silence by saying how lucky that other guy is.
I'll hold your hand but you let go of mine. You'd walk about and still be quiet. I'll just watch you for a while and wonder what you're thinking then. You'd stand beside me and try to tell me something but you know already it's a little too late for that. You'd say that you have to go and that it's getting late.
Somehow you didn't notice the smirk on my face. You didn't see that while I was watching you, I was actually smiling. By this time, I couldn't keep it anymore. I'd walk over to you and hug you tight and whisper to you what you should really be hearing:
"oh xxxx, where do you think you're going huh? hush now.. you know I LOVE YOU."
And after that, I dont know what you'll do next.
:)
The sky is dark and the moon is surrounded with stars. A soft halo of clouds forms around the moon making it even more majestic. I stand in front of you with my green dress on, and you're leaning against your car. We are standing outside the house, talking and teasing each other like we always do. I would be tickling you again, trying to annoy you and making you laugh so hard which will make me smile. You lean back againt the car, and you look up at the sky above. I'd stand beside you and do the same. We'd stare at the moon for a couple of minutes and then I'll say that I have to tell you something. You'd look at me with that feigned innocence but I look back at you with sadness in my eyes.
The wind blows at my direction as I look up again at the moon, whispering a silent prayer.
You ask again what is it that I want to tell you and I start my story by saying that I met someone. He's special and I've known him for some time now. You don't know him that well but I do. I understand what he's been through and I went through the same. He makes me laugh and I know that he cares for me so much. You'll be stunned but you stay quiet. You'll look up and start asking me question like "why, how, who" is that person. And then I'll say I have to let someone go because the other guy is the one I choose to be with. By that moment, you'll look sad but you'll try to hide it. We won't talk for a while and you'll break the silence by saying how lucky that other guy is.
I'll hold your hand but you let go of mine. You'd walk about and still be quiet. I'll just watch you for a while and wonder what you're thinking then. You'd stand beside me and try to tell me something but you know already it's a little too late for that. You'd say that you have to go and that it's getting late.
Somehow you didn't notice the smirk on my face. You didn't see that while I was watching you, I was actually smiling. By this time, I couldn't keep it anymore. I'd walk over to you and hug you tight and whisper to you what you should really be hearing:
"oh xxxx, where do you think you're going huh? hush now.. you know I LOVE YOU."
And after that, I dont know what you'll do next.
:)
July 14, 2009
Numb
It cries
But I never listened.
It prays to be loved
But I never gave it
comfort.
I am as hard as stone
As cold as ice
Thus I sealed this heart within
Somebody, somewhere
Inside me is hurting
But I remain
unaffected.
But I never listened.
It prays to be loved
But I never gave it
comfort.
I am as hard as stone
As cold as ice
Thus I sealed this heart within
Somebody, somewhere
Inside me is hurting
But I remain
unaffected.
July 13, 2009
Psalm 23
One of the Psalms I like. A psalm of David.
1 The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.
2 He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
3 He restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness
for his name's sake.
4 Even though I walk
through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil, for you are with me;
your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
5 You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.
6 Surely goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.
1 The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.
2 He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
3 He restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness
for his name's sake.
4 Even though I walk
through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil, for you are with me;
your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
5 You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.
6 Surely goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.
July 12, 2009
This Takes Courage
Who knows who reads this post right here. I'm not sure if you do but thinking and hoping that maybe you'd check this blog right here, maybe this is the only medium I know where I can tell you how I feel.
But yeah... as they say it's much too late. I've said my word but somehow, there's this nagging feeling inside that tells me I shouldn't have let you go.
I look up to the stars and tell them my secret each time I close the door behind me. I whisper the words before each breath of the start of each kiss I give you. But this takes courage, right here, to put it all on paper and say it once and for all.
I love you.
But yeah... as they say it's much too late. I've said my word but somehow, there's this nagging feeling inside that tells me I shouldn't have let you go.
I look up to the stars and tell them my secret each time I close the door behind me. I whisper the words before each breath of the start of each kiss I give you. But this takes courage, right here, to put it all on paper and say it once and for all.
I love you.
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