2011

i'll be:


somebody else.
with someone else.
somewhere else.

my wish list 2010

1. DSLR :)
2. new laptop
3. iPhone (para isa nalang ang phone at iPod lololol)
4. rubber shoes (yung pwedeng pang-marathon)
5. badminton racket
6. watch (swear, i never had one in my entire life)
7. a tattoo on my ankle: 'la bella vita'
8. ...iisipin ko pa hehe





pero: pwede ring kahit LOVE LIFE nalang :)

it hurts like a brand new shoes

Dearest ***,

Let me start by saying what you’ve stopped me from feeling ever since you broke up with me-- Love.

At times, I’ve grown to hate you. You’re selfish and you’re weak.

You broke up with me because it was easier for you. It was the obvious choice and it will strip off all forms of guilt should you decide to be with someone else. Life is better that way.

And it is.

But how can you break up with me when you promised me that you’d always love me? And how the hell are you supposed to do that when you’re halfway across the world dating someone just so he can take the pain away?

You were supposed to make the more difficult choice. That’s what people in love do.

But you couldn’t, selfish as you were, you let me go because you thought that breaking up with me was the best thing to do.

Now you’re just unfair and sugar coating it with you being honest by telling me you met someone else. You implicitly told me to stop telling you that ‘I love you’ when that’s about the only real thing nowadays. You tell me we’re friends and then tell me that you met someone, as if that isn’t supposed to affect me.

Well, buddy, you tore and smashed my heart out with your little piece of news.

But hey, you always do that.

Meanwhile, what am I supposed to say or do?

Am I supposed to say that I’m happy for you?

I’m happy that you’ve forgotten me and moved on?

Yet, I still love you. Can someone tell me why?

I wake up and cry in the middle of the night whenever I’m awaken by my dreams of you. I think of you all the time when God knows I should be studying. My friends both here and back home tell me I’m being pathetic and that I should move on but I simply couldn’t.

It it’s true—and it probably is—it’s because I love you.

Fair’s fair. You’ve met someone. I’ve met someone too.

There’s this guy at work, ***, who’s absolutely cute and nice. He absolutely adores me and even confessed that he likes me. Then there’s this other guy from work named *** who kept on being there for me when I needed the most. He has become my superhero who has saved me numerous times from being either raped or bullied. And then there’s ***, a guy who did the musical with me—the musical I emailed you about but you never really paid attention too. Did I tell you we kissed? It sent shivers to my spine.

But ***, as nice and cute as he is, and I can’t be anything more than friends because that’s all I feel for him while ***, I have a suspicion that he’s straight and he just saves me because he feels sorry for me. As for ***, all the magic (even the kiss) was all acting.

But buddy, more importantly, I can’t be with anyone right now because I’d be lying if I told him that we could be anything more than what we are now.

Simply, because you’re still the one I love.

And I hate you for it.

--***



excerpts from:
whenboymeetsboy.blogspot.com

akin ka nalang, please? akin ka nalang :'(

this year i met someone special who i'll neverever forget. you've just been sooo kind from day one. baby, i love you & happy birthday! :]

bored? :P

let's hold hands and die together

...BANG!

mutual, not!

the saddest thing that can happen is when one falls in love while the other wants nothing more than friendship.

isa lang please? :(

PUTANG INA!

thank you
(: