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umiwas sa bisyo

last entry for 2010

i have learned a lot, got hurt a lot and loved a lot this year.  i hope the next's going to give me more luck specially career-wise.  like always, i have received a lot of blessings and in return, i tried living the life helping out as many bruised souls as i can (since mine's still fucked up).

i want to end this entry with something witty but i can't think straight right now. 

i just want light and love within me and to everyone around me.

famous last words:

"it was long ago since i had longed for anything and the effect on me was horrible."

(posted last year for someone. now i re-posted this for a different man.hahaa)

dear Santa

i've been a good girl this year. 

please grant my wish - i want a boytoy! harharhar

i want someone who can tame me this 2011. i need more discipline as you can see.  i think i'm ready to commit na. yihee 

thanks, Santa.  =)

 

 

 

(commercial)

let's be politically correct:

happy holidays! 
'tis the season to be jolly.

my christmas message is:

may all your new year's resolutions get done. and i love you all, equally but differently, and some more sexually than others. (channeling siege malvar hahaha)

"Isn't it funny that at Christmas something in you gets so lonely for - I don't know what exactly, but it's something that you don't mind so much not having at other times."  ~Kate L. Bosher

"Roses are reddish
Violets are bluish
If it weren't for Christmas
We'd all be Jewish."
~Benny Hill

recap.

The Good.

2010 is the year of independence.  of bigger responsibilities.  of taking care of broken souls.  of new friends.  of a different path.  of more parties/gigs, of drinking sprees.  year of the rocknroll lifestyle.  of new blog! and my 3-day hiatus.  this was the year of tring to be a lady and cook spaghetti. what a milestone.  and this is the year of having a fortress. i forgot to add my task number 2 (learn to ride a single bike) and the brazilian wax adventure HAHAHAHA (the pain is addictive, damn!)

The Bad.

this year, the major thing that bothered me the most is my financial status. but i can't leave just yet.  i miss the little money i had before i became a wandering gypsy hahaha. this year was the year of breaking hearts.  self-explanatory.

The Ugly.

this year, i became monogamous for nothing.  i still didn't take any risks.  i am still very much afraid of rejection.  i have had it (rejection) with mc and look where it got me.  so there.  i need a new distraction.

---o0o---

famous last words:

"What is struggle?  It's when you are running out of reasons why you had to hold on to something you just can't let go yet."

i think i need to go back to ya.

serendra, i miss you na.

virtual suicide

aah, such is life.  it'll try to break you every day.  so to toughen up again, i have to deactivate my facebook for a while.  someone keeps on stabbing me - unintentionally or not.  what matters is that i still have this blog to channel out my rage.  i really don't want to fill my posts with negativity but right now it's all that i have.  i need to move away from things that could possibly hurt me. that sonofabitch is nothing but a stereotype - and i can't just let him hurt me.  and he is not worth all of this.  i want madness, but not this kind.  you hear me? you are a very, very cruel man.  what did i do to deserve this? i was always nice to you, even if everyone else around isn't. so i have to move away even if it means closing up my facebook account.

btw, i am using my other fb account.  yay.  can't help it, i'm an addict.

--

"just because you are cautious enough not to fall in love and be vulnerable to someone, it doesn't guarantee you that you won't get hurt.  some can break down your walls.  others see the fun in inflicting pain on your soul.  and if that happens - 'don't give up on loving.  don't give up on your goodness - even if people around you sting'.

---o0o---

famous last words:

"I'm a sweet, sweet girl

But it's a cruel, cruel world.."

(The Vince Noir Project)

antikas mo, teh.

ang gaganda naman ng look-alike ko.nadadaan yan sa anggulo. haha

open letter

"Dear God, please spare me the drama.  I want rom-com."

---

"Dear friends, believe me, I'm fine.  I could still take a bullet.  Pach Von Doll always okay. =)"

---

Dear Soulmate, we still haven't found each other yet.  Next lifetime perhaps?  I'll still be waiting.  Even if in my next lifetime I get to live as a dog."

---

"Dear Wincy, I'm still crazy about you.  But I have to give it up.  I get this feeling that the universe conspires because they know you are not good for my mental health."

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"Dear Muse - I may have given up on you but I still think of you as my muse.  You are still the reason.  you may not be my topic all the time but you are the reason why I drain my brains out thinking of something good to write about."

---

"Dear readers, by now you already know that when it comes to writing, i am a crowd pleaser.  and I am a commentwhore as well - so go crazy on the comments! love to hear from you."

---o0o---

famous last words:

"'I do not need these valiums now that I have you."

here, there, everywhere

the Christmas spirit is already here.  too bad it's not coming on to my direction.  this year, i see the bad side more than the good side of this season.  is it really the season to be jolly?  the commotion of buying gifts, exchange gifts and the Christmas parties.  it all screams GASTOS! and then people around is gonna shove to your face more the difference of experiencing the season with a loved one. and how about the traffic due to the Christmas rush??  

Christmas used to be so fun before.  what happened?

--

famous last words:

"I think I need yet another getaway."

wincy baby

now I know why I controlled myself and did not go all out on you, even if I know I could.  

so that I still have my pride left if ever you reject me. 

this means I want your respect more than anything.

(yes, more than your hot, hot body. hahaaa)

holymotherf***ingBIKE!

task number 2 done.

everybody says "i'm fine".

well, we all do.  and if you care enough about someone, you'd ask that person "how are you?" and then wait for the response, give follow up questions until the person opens up.

whenever i wake up in the mornig feeling down, i cheer myself up with doing the things i love to do - listen to feel good music and sing along with it.  i think of ways to be happy and i'd do it rather than think of the memories that have played in my mind for a gazillion times already.

happiness is just a state of mind. it is not a phase.  you decide on it.

what else do i do to be happy (or at least look like it)?  i smile.  like what i've said before - a sincere smile is contagious.  sometimes your smile could brighten up someone else's day as well.

and - lastly - i work so hard.  i may not look like it but i am a workaholic.  i am dead serious at work.  it's because getting a praise for a job well done gives me a different kind of high.  i love this job so much even if we are on a constant pressure.

so, don't worry about what kind of emoshit i've been going through right now.  you don't have to dig in deep to know if i'm doing just fine.  i am fine.  i have decided on it already. :)

---

famous last words:

"Love is passion, obsession, someone you can't live without. If you don't start with that, what are you going to end up with? Fall head over heels. I say find someone you can love like crazy and who'll love you the same way back. And how do you find him? Forget your head and listen to your heart. I'm not hearing any heart. Run the risk, if you get hurt, you'll come back. Because, the truth is there is no sense living your life without this. To make the journey and not fall deeply in love - well, you haven't lived a life at all. You have to try. Because if you haven't tried, you haven't lived."

-- Meet Joe Black

i am not gay. i am not bi. i am not a dude.

"God gave me this big ears to listen to your every rant; broad shoulders so you can put your head on it anytime you want; and big hands to hold you if you're down.  how many times do i have to tell you this? of you ever feel lonely -- you know where to find me."

(i have always wished you really liked me and not just my idiosyncrasies.)

--

this always happens to me - men get so comfortable around me they unconsciously treat me like a dude as well.  i don't know what is it that i have to do so that everyone could see me as a woman.  o sometimes relate myself to that lady football coach in glee. only she is older. hahaha

it's sometimes hurtful when male friends tease me about being 'one of them', it feels like my dress-wearing was not enough to make me look like a girl.  geez.

oh well, what's done is done.

--

famous last words:

"I don't want us to be friends.  I've got tons of friends already, you gutless schmuck you."

my kind of a love letter

oooh, you set my soul on fire.

click this link for your listening pleasure

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Meet me on the Equinox  (Death Cab for Cutie)

Meet me on the Equinox
Meet me half way
When the sun is perched at it's highest peek
In the middle of the day

Let me give my love to you
Let me take your hand
As we walk in the dimming light
Oh darling understand

That everything, everything ends
That everything, everything ends

Meet me on your best behavior
Meet me at your worst
For there will be no stone unturned
Or bubble left to burst

Let me lay beside you, Darling
Let me be your man
And let our bodies intertwine
But always understand

That everything, everything ends
That everything, everything ends
That everything, everything, everything ends

A window
An opened tomb
The sun crawls
Across your bedroom
A halo
A waiting room
Your last breaths
Moving through you

As everything, everything ends
As everything, everything ends
As everything, everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything ends

Meet me on the Equinox
Meet me half way
When the sun is perched at it's highest peek
In the middle of the day

Let me give my love to you
Let me take your hand
As we walk in the dimming light
Oh darling understand

That everything, everything ends

i'm back to secretzen lurking!

this is why i love manix abrera.

** i LOVE his humor.

method to madness

(*title taken from pat evangelista)

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wasakan ba kamo?

"it just took him 6 words to crush my soul."

i did a lot of stupid things; crazy things.  but i never did anything to deserve a "second coming".  i was always a good girl.  why, then?

apparently, history really repeats itself - specially when you haven't learned anything from the first one.  but deep down i still thank God for this third strike.  it was the best wake-up call.

he can never break me for i am already broken, but still i am just a person, i still feel pain.

well, even if i am sort of hurting, i am not dragging anyone into my melancholy.  i am not going to go around and tell the world how life sucks.  because this doesn't hurt as much as the past.  this'll just sting a bit.

i have been through charles, i can get through anything.

--

too tough? too cold hearted? when you hit rockbottom, you never get to feel anything else.

--o0o---

famous last words:

*this is for ardel.  this is for staying up with me in the wee hours of the night listening to my bullshit.  i know you're already taking care of your other friends already.  thanks for everything.  you have done so much to us i don't know how can we ever repay you.  but please stick around me for now, i need someone (with a more stable mind and a more practical heart than me) that could remind me of what i have to do to be sane again.ily

this is how i roll.

only one blogpost was created from this junk =)

the constant battle of the soul, the heart and the mind

spiritual warfare

it's when you're really, really faithful to God and His words so the devil gives you bigger trials for him to break your soul.. to get you mad or question or hate God.  i have heard this from my roomie.  i believe in what she says but it got me thinking... i haven't experienced any trials in life that made me question God.  is it because my faith was not as big as hers, or is it because i don't believe in satan? hmn.

i believe devils are human beings who do bad things, harmful things.  but every one of us has this tiny, microscopic goodness in our hearts that never fades. everyone has a good side and it's all i focus on everyone i know.  yes, i may not like a person but it doesn't mean i hate 'em because we're not of the same lifestyle, or wavelength.  people see the lava, the fire that comes out in the volcano, but i focus on what's fueling the magma, what's making it rattle.

--

heartbreak warfare

"Love is a battlefield."

that's how the song goes.

people fight for love because they feel a different kind of happiness around the person.  and you don't get to feel it with everyone else.  they want to constantly experience that happiness so they do things to make it work.  it is downright selfish but true.  all of us are the same -- behind the facade, the poker face, the steel walls -- we all want the happiness that comes from being loved by someone we love as well.  it's fighting for your right to be happy.

--

power warfare

addiction is a constant surrender to a craving.  i have read that to fight addiction, you have to fight your battle on power, on taking control.

"rationale: each person struggles daily and deeply with power - it's lack or absence and its acquisition.  connected to this is the fact that beneath every crisis in life, whatever it is emotional, physical, spiritual, or physiological, is the issue of taking control, which is actually power." (Cory Quirino)

our mind is very powerful, yet we never use it well.  we let the cravings overtake us; the environment, we let it dictate us.  but we can do anything we set our mind to, and it includes getting out of an addiction.

here's to proving a point.

my heart has already felt a love so strong, i think it would last me 2 lifetimes more.  believe it or not. hahaha.  i may not know everything, but i know myself.  my early 20s was spent knowing me.  it's because i hate it when people tell me my bad side.. so that soul searching thing everyone else dreamed of? i did it for years.  so.. knowing myself, i know when it's love and i know when it's not.  i just don't know why others can't see the difference.  i had mc in this mythical emotional plateau, and everyone else? just on the ground.  and even if i didn't get to have with mc what others would validate as love, IT DOESN'T MEAN I HAVE LOVED LESS THAN THEY DO.

and this doesn't mean i can't love again - there's just no one, really.  

you just have to realize the difference between me and the other girls: i control me.  what i say, what i write, what i do -- and what i feel.   i go crazy with what i feel, but nothing could turn in to love simply because i don't let it.  all of these feelings are just for the meantime. for i wouldn't know what the future has for me =)

is that a good thing? definitely not.  but it's the only way i get by.  'to each his own'.

i just think it's better than falling for the same crap again and again.  but then again, to each his own.

that love has made me a control freak, extremely cautious of not letting myself get hurt again.  the contradiction here is that all these time my senses are also wide open at a chance of new love as well. 

--

famous last words:

"Happy endings may not happen to me but it must happen to everyone else around me."  (moi)

everything's so blurry.

ito ang smashing pumpkin =D

self-medication

(Breakfast at Tiffany's is one of my all-time favorite films because Holly Golightly, for a while, proved that it is possible to live the free spirited life without looking it.  but in the end, it was love that prevailed.  this line suits me very well.)


--


"Okay. life's a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness.  you call yourself a 'free spirit', a 'wild thing', and you're terrified somebody's gonna stuck you in a cage.  well, baby, you're already in that cage.  you built it yourself.  and it's not bounded in the west by tulip, texas, or in the east by somali-land.  it's wherever you go.  because no matter where you go, you just end up running into yourself."

older. better. wiser(?). stronger.

at this stage, believe it or not, i don't get to really "feel" anymore.  i can only "think", or respond (out of reflexes).  but but BUT -- libido is getting in the way. damn.  glad that i am a control freak. so it's not winning hahaha. fuckingfrigid.

--

dear someone,

if this won't make you realize what i think of you, then i don't know what else will. 


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tnkl5L2eVfM

--

happy birthday to me.


--o0o--

famous last words:

"My problem with you is exactly what I had with Gael."

dear soulmate.

how to feed your soul

Roam. it's either going to another city, country, or just walking around your compound.  it's about looking around and enjoying your senses to what it sees/feels/hears.  always try to learn something new just by looking around.

Listen.  and by that i mean listen using your heart.  people these days are self-centered they ask you questions but they actually don't care of your answers.  they just have to strike up a conversation so they can have the liberty of talking their lives to you.  it takes patience to listen.  it's a talent.

Prolong the sensory pleasure.  this is one example: when you listen to a good jamaican music - LET GO.  dance.  sing your heart out.  imagine yourself immersed in to the song.  feel the motherf******g vibe.  hold on to the feeling while it lasts.  music is great for the soul.

Read.  any kind will do.   it takes you to places you may never get the chance to go, so go deep into reading.  and it takes your mind off of stupid, senseless things as well.  your creativity comes out while reading a good book.

Give it a go.  do not be afraid.  whatever it is that you wanted to do - you just go ahead and do it.  achieving what your mind thinks feels really, really good.  like what i always say - you try anything once.

Speak up.  my favorite part.  always share what you know.  not only it helps people - it makes you a channel of inspiration as well.  share good words.  be an eternal optimist.

Laugh.  always try to see the lighter side of life.  even if it's hard to do so.  life is tough, it's painful.  but while we're at it, we might as well make good use of it.  watching funny movies and laughing your heart out is one good way of taking it easy.

and above all else.. LOVE.

--

...because "life is too short to live it just for you".

--

famous last words: 

"my soul is filled with lessons and wisdom from what my senses have gathered, it won't wander off anywhere else."  (moi)

the lighter side of hospitals

(this was written a year ago, while i was roaming around UST Hospital)

• here in the hospital the nurses / interns are gorgeous. bloody gorgeous.
• you get to be friends with your roomies - they keep you up with stories you have never heard before.
• when you have nothing else to do, go out! roam around.  talk to the guards - they always have fun stories to tell.  they love talking to strangers as well.
• still bored to the core? stare at the other patients.  check if they're still alive.
• hospitals have kickass facilities so use it when you have the chance. yay

8

there's this one task in my "to-do" list which says go to a park, spend all day just writing down in one sitting all i could remember about what happened to the last 8 years of my life.  ondoy destroyed the memories of my past so i had to write it all again, or what's left in my memory.  if i won't write it down again, i'd forget about it in a couple of years.

--

the problem is -- reminiscing causes chest pain.  the more important question is - do i really want to remember it all again? when that notebook task will push through, i will have the chance to reread it and just go through all the pain again.  is it worth it?

--

i just wanted something tangible.  i wanted assurance, that everything really did happen.  i want to write it down before my memory fails me and question myself if those events really did happen or if it was just my imagination.  i wanted to write it all down before i could still know the difference.

--

my subconscious is still a mess but i dont' have the time to figure it all out.  as long as i'm functional, i;m good.  

--

famous last words:

"What if" is an illusion.  a fond memory you created.  that's all you have to know.  so stop thinking about your 'what ifs' -- it was never real. (moi)

letting go of the muse

maybe this will be the last time i'd ever talk about you, gael.  you have been a generous muse for years.  but time has taught me this: you are all just a muse and nothing more.  i guess it's true when they say you can never get everything in life. 

and so, i have to let you go now.  and it's okay.  i am ready to give you up.  not because i want to, but because i can't keep shooting aimlessly at you.  

thank you for everything.  you are still my "way beyond both"**.

have a great life, kid.

--

** -> "there is want, there is like, but you are my waaay beyond both."

the quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.

'cos it's a jungle out there.

two days ago, i dreamed that my friend/officemate got pregnant and the dad's wincy, my crush.  at first i was like, alright, this is not her first time... but after a while i got paranoid with this thought: when did it happen? you guys are never even close! 

then i woke up realizing if i don't stop now i might get myself in trouble.  good thing i'm great in controlling my emotions -  it will die its natural death now that mc is coming back to haunt me.  

hmn.  the perks of  having this one great love - you never seem to fall for someone ever again.

--

famous last words:

"if you don't fall in love, ya never get hurt. and if ever you get lonely--you just go to the record store, and visit your friends."  (-Almost Famous)

case of a bad insomnia (part deux)

i know this is not love.

because i know when it's love.

it is love

when you throw away all your wisdom

conviction

religion 

and logic

for a sake of a life that blends well

with the other person.

it's when you're happy

just by seeing him happy.

it's when you spend every available

time of yours

thinking of ways to please him.

love is crazy

love is mad

i know this is not love--

i just want him so bad.

there is art in solitude.

you don’t believe me? read. =)


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“When I am, as it were, completely myself, entirely alone, and of good cheer - say, traveling in a carriage or walking after a good meal or during the night when I cannot sleep - it is on such occasions that my ideas flow best and most abundantly.”  (-Mozart)


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“The mind is sharper and keener in seclusion and uninterrupted solitude.  Originality thrives in seclusion free of outside influences beating upon us to cripple the creative mind.  Be alone - that is the secret of invention: be alone, that is when ideas are born.”  (-Nikola Tesla)


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“Without great solitude no serious work is possible.”  (-Pablo Picasso)


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“Solitude gives birth to the original in us, to beauty unfamiliar and perilous - to poetry.” (-Thomas Mann)


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“In order to be open to creativity, one must have the capacity for constructive use of solitude.  One must overcome the fear of being alone.” (-Rollo May)





*these quotes were taken from a blog as well, forgot the site.

i'm all shook up

i will start this by quoting Ms. Cathy Babao-Guballa:
“Writing is my lifeline but my women friends are my lifesavers.”


-
i may have wanted a man, liked a man, but i have always needed friends.  people who shares the same brand of humor with mine.  people who doesn’t put up with my crap - who tells my shitty side.  in return i help them out in any way i can, from cheering them up to sharing their pain.
one of the blessings i am grateful for are my friends: the old, the new, and the best.  they keep me sane. seriously.  there are some things that we go through that we needed friends around. to shake us up.
you gotta have friends with your same age, older  and younger than you.  friends your age know you most. you share the same wavelength.  younger friends keep you childlike.  older friends give you more wisdom.




-
famous last words:
“be grateful for whoever comes, because each has been sent as a guide from beyond.”  (-Rumi)

case of a bad insomnia

“and the day came
when the risk it took
to remain tightly closed in the bud
was more painful than the risk
it took to bloom.
this is the element of freedom.”
(-alicia keys)


—


(i still have written several paragraphs/poems about someone but people might think i am in love so i decided it’s not for public consumption.
he keeps me up all night, every night. baaaaad.  i seriously need my meds!)


–


famous last words:
“yeah, we do fit like popcorn and a good movie.”

this is why i was a weirdo, a loner and different.

(from the book of Isaiah)
“the eagle flies above the other birds and it soars.  sometimes, the eagle flies alone.  on the other hand, the chickens are content to walk along the ground and scratch with the other chickens.”


–
and i am also moving towards something different from the others–
it doesn’t mean what i am doing is wrong.
the renegades usually go against the flow.
these are all i need to get by: faith, humility, forgiveness, tolerance and love.


–
i hope people around me understands that my image and my lifestyle are ENTIRELY 2 DIFFERENT THINGS.
–


*i know this entry sounded so pa-righteous. you know i don’t intend to, i am just sharing what’s on my mind.
good vibes / one love
–




famous last words:
“you no longer need to be involved in anything to be content with yourself.  you know there is nothing wrong with you.  you are a free spirit.”
(-Mike George)

she and her wandering soul

Off to a path
Where no one ever dared to
Unless you are brave enough
to tame her
& her wandering soul
She is willing to give it her all
She is willing to go back
to the world
and to you.




–
(oui, c’est pour vous.)

werd.

these sleepless eyes see only you.  this loud mouth only talk about you.  this head just don’t stop thinking about you.  this worn out heart only beats for you.  these legs want to run to you.  these arms only want to embrace you.  this lips want to kiss you–in every moment possible.

–

but how will you ever know —

when  those deep-setted eyes of yours keep on looking on to something else.  when that head of yours is focused on a different direction.  when that heart of yours is not yet ready to open up and let go.  when those feet of yours keep on running away from me.  when those arms of yours keep reaching out..but not to me.  when that tight-lips are not saying anything. =(

(-Body Language)

for you...

Masyado mong dinibdib
Ang pagkakawalay sa dagat
Lumobo ang buo mong katawan.
Ayan tuloy, hindi ka maibenta.
Hindi makain: may lason
ka raw kasing naghahanap ng karamay.
Naaapakan, gumugulong-gulong
ka ngayon sa dalampasigan
Naliligo sa bagang buhangin.
(Khavn dela Cruz, from his book “Lines on the SOle”)
—o0o—


...there's nothing I wouldn't do.

the ugly truth

here’s a compilation of lines i have heard and read that relate to the title.  i haven’t seen the movie yet, i just like the title

• “Ladies, you need to understand something about men.  Men are strongly attracted or turned on sexually by what we see with our eyes.  Every man is like this - it is simply the way we are ‘wired’.” (Kevin Sanders)
• [if you ever love again], you will never again feel exactly what you feel fro him so stop trying.  Here’s why: it sounds like you got emotionally involved with him when you were still very young - probably too young.  And when we are young and immature, we are specially vulnerable to letting over emotions get the best of us.  The only way to feel all of this again would be to get in a time machine and go back to grade school.” (you have a point, kuya.)
• “The heart is deceitful above all things and beyond cure.  Who can understand it?” (Jeremiah 17:9)
• But, despite the truth that I know / I find it hard to let you go and give up on you / Sees I love the things you do / Like the meaner you treat me the more eager I am / To persist with this heartbreak and running around..” (Adele)
• “If you love somebody, let him go.  If he comes back, he is yours.  If not, he never was.”
• “Bubbles contain nothing but air.” (*translation? wag na, baka mabuking ako hahaha)
• “Rule #23: Perish all thought that someday, you’ll be number 1.” (Etiquette for Mistresses, Julie Yap-Daza)
• “As a rule, men are liars.  They were born to be…and oh, how we love them for it.  We believe them and deceive ourselves, and call it love.” (Julie Yap-Daza)

this photo spoke a thousand words (or pushed a lot of buttons hahahaha)

when dr. love is lovesick

a rough week. love problems — others and mine — occupied my entire week. i was so busy attending to others’ heart problems i didn’t get to sort out mine. so i tried to go out and let sh*t out for a day. didn’t work. now, i just did this weird/new idea: seek out the guidance of a pastor.
IT WORKED.
things are clear to me now. but it doesn’t mean i’m fine.
i will repost some of his insights from his website (related or not related to me, it doesn’t matter. i think this applies to everyone.)




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INFTUATION causes us to have unrealistic beliefs regarding relationships. i remember believing my life would be perfect only if she was in love with me. infatuation causes us to think this way.

LOVE, on the other hand, is based on truth and reality. we love someone based on a ganuine understanding of who he/she really is. we see the good and the bad, and we love anyway. our affection grows as the friendship grows.




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famous last words:
“can two people walk together
without agreeing on the direction?”
(Amos 3:3)

i'm still running from the fire.

ganon yon.
kapag naranasan mo nang masunog, hindi mo na hahayaan ang sarili mo na mapaso.


(ithankyoubow.)




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famous last words:
“hoy pach wala ka bang balak magparami ng lahi? isa ka nang dying specie.”

the "relief goods" look

ito ang pinakahihintay ko, ang makakita ng hardcore authentic 80s clothing galing sa nagsipag maglinis ng kanilang mga closet!! laughtrip
shoulder pads kung shoulder pads!
syempre pati hairstyle dapat 80s. tiger look! rawr!

ganitong ganito ang sinusuot ng kapitbahay naming bading pag pupunta sila sa faces o equinox

 terno kung terno! ganito damit ng nanay natin pag papasok sila ng work.






san ka pa? i-primary na to! hahahahaha