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
(:

absence makes the heart grows fonder

[to someone else]

:))
lololol

it's BIGGER than COFFEE :D

...brewing soon!

trinoma level 1
yay!

narinig mo na ba ang latest?

i dunno if it's:

a. TOO EARLY
b. TOO LATE

...for me to realize that i don't belong to the CORPORATE WORLD.

excuses.excuses.excuses

there are plenty of excuses for not doing so, and yet there are also plenty of ways to make it happen.

gossip.

a rumor is a rumor, until you put a name to a face.

fed UP.

how do you negotiate once you've offered everything, eh?

mukha.

my face is a transparent transmitter of every thought.

petite monde

associate with eagles and you'll be inspired to soar. mingle with turkeys and you may one day wind up as someone's dinner.

vertebrae

you gotta stop wearing your wishbone where your backbone oughtta be

i want to...

fall in love

as if i've never been.

hahahaha!
:)))

:]

let me go crazy over you. i know you hate that i always follow you but let me assure you that once im done, im not coming back and you'll miss me.

bio

*all time LOLer
*bigtime COULROPHOBIC
*sometimes INSANE
*fulltime LUNATIC
*partime INTROVERT
*most of the time EXTROVERT
*oftentimes MOODY
*lifetime BIPOLAR
*long time CAMERAWHORE
*onetime STUPID

buzzing bee :)

you might consider me flighty for changing careers so often. but, i contend that the key to professional happiness is asking yourself two simple questions every single day:

1. are you passionate about what you do?
2. and if not, what are you going to do instead?

^_^