Tuesday, January 25, 2011

scariest

The scariest part of the year is about to unfold...

Oh no! It's not yet November but it's.... Febscary. I mean February.

I am quite sure most classrooms are adorned with a man and a woman, the man holding a bow and the woman, as I remembered, holding the heart and yes, it's in red. And the ceiling would be in overrated twirls and chains of red and colorful sorts. It's really predictable, yes the Valentines month.

So why scary? One word: None. As in nada. zilch. zero. diet. no sugar. no date. no whatever. Although it's never new to me. My imaginative side just wants some exploration. Something that my mind could really dwell and makes my heart swell. Dinners. Flowers. Chocs. Letters. Hmnn, I wish... I wish...

Forgive me but I seem to incline myself in a much more fairy old tale stories. my friend told me that my fairytale has not yet started and all I have to do is wait for it. Although the idea is so comforting, a part of me seems to disagree. Life is never a fairytale. But who am I to judge fate and destiny right?

I once read in one of the tweets, Destiny is a lame excuse for unanswered and answered wishes. Whatever that means, I think it's self explanatory. Although I forced myself to inject some sense in it as I come to think of my love life... I seem to always go down the drain of confusion. And then came my bitchy self, who told you to think about it? Alright. Forget what I thought.

Crappy as I am today I just feel a little curious. And yes, quite conscious... when will my waiting end? when will the prince of neverland come to my rescue? See?

I'm getting scared with all my thoughts. February has in it the idea of scaring the whole lot of me. Ah... the more I think about it, the more I go hope...less.

Stop na. Hush hush...;P

Sunday, January 16, 2011

waiting

If Toni G. waited for twenty three years before she said "yes" to a boy then I can wait for twenty three years and more! haha

It's just that I'm inspired how special girls can wait for their princes for the longest time and I see no reason for me to rush things up. Or alright.

Admitting, I came to a point where I got so curious and told myself to just go and don't look back. I waited for months, the first guy who would at least tell me things I ought to hear and would at least jive in my moods would be welcome but halfway through getting there, I called off the deal. I realized I deserve much more.

A good friend told me I'm asking too much. I was putting myself in a pedestal as if I am the hottest human being created. I laughed so hard when I heard it and asked her if it was a sin. I was not being prude or presumptive of anything, why would I settle for someone who I find no interest in? Que may itsura or wala, que sensible or hindi, it won't matter because what matters to me is the feeling I feel every time he's there.

This is not about charity where you just give away what you like to give. This is not about feeling so high, you're in an unreachable state. This is not about getting into the game of love just because you're turning a year older every new year. This is more than that.

Idealistic or not, I just can't discount my principles and what I believed is true. I don't think I'd be satisfied in entering a relationship just to have one so I can bear no tease for being loveless. I don't think I'd be happy when I radically change my status to a double just to show the world, I feel what most of them feels.

I am not bitter or anything. I am just sticking in to my beliefs. As much as possible, I want to just move forward with or without someone. I just can't hurry love. Damn Love. I just can't shout how in love I am just to avoid what other people boasts against me.

I'm holding on. I am holding on as long as I can. When the right guy comes (clueless or not if he's the one or not), I know I'd be ready. So for now, I will just wait and see.

Enjoying the state of an Old maid in the making! lol


Saturday, January 15, 2011

infairness

While by heart I know that life is never fair...

I just can't discount the fact that every single detail is visible to me.

Working in an industry where money is everything but ordinary proves that. Someone who'd claim to have millions would probably be serviced deluxe. Check in her account and consider it done, She's officially on the valued list.

The sad reality is that, wealth can be a major factor in almost every endeavor. The sad reality of human existence is injustice. Of being favored and being neglected. Of being treated specially or being treated suspiciously.

I wish I was born of wealthy parents, but my struggle wouldn't be the same as my struggle today. Every rich person cannot guarantee security, but if truth be told, poor people can least likely guarantee even slightest of it.

What goes to show is the power one possesses through her possession. I am leaning towards the idea that there are more and more chances of chasing one's dream when you already got the wealth. Practicality can be set aside if only to chase deep passions. Greetings to the likes of Paris, Solenn, Georgina and every little rich girls who live their dreams.

Compare them to ordinary girls who came from majority of the Filipino class. Who chose to listen to grumbles of hungry stomachs than loud applause. See the difference? While some girls are just too damn lucky to have almost everything, some girls just fall short.

But I bear in my mind that what I see in the outside might be a sudden outburst of opinion. I do not know the details. I write based on what I see, what if I saw wrong? Either way... it is always a choice. Money is never a basis. Well, not unless you're in finance or banking.

I might be wrong but I am so right to say that this world is full of complexities. And beyond what's real and imaginary, there's got to be a determining factor of the basic respect everyone deserves and that would be DIGNITY.

teenagers

Saying goodbye, is never an easy thing...

Yeah right, old lines, old songs.

Funny how a goodbye can have so much versions. So far, I;m dealing everything real smooth. I appreciate the maturity I am quite (slight) developing from this experience.

We sent off J in a rather super positive way, feeling like teenage boppers, gathering down with PJs on. haha Well, we may have become twenty tooters but we're young at heart, super young, we felt we're just starting to feel puppy love.

There have been quite a number of send offs. In fact, J has the most send-off parties I've ever known. From lunch dates to overnight parties, I bet her sched was super tight because of it. And I enjoyed every single moment of it.

I realized, some people just means a lot to you and you want to give them the best of what they deserved. Perhaps, they've been good, close or simply charming to resist. It was the longest number of goodbye parties ever. I have been busy preparing for surprises myself.

But the fun never stops there, to the highest level, the pajama party was super memorable. Epic fail was the D session 'cause Sir Antonov was a major combination. My Goose! It tasted like a twin acetone and alcohol. I've sipped quite a drop and No, I just can't take it.



We had night swimming. Hurrying up to jacuzzi only to jump off as quickly. The night breeze and the water was a lethal combination to a super super cold night swim. Tuminding ang balahibo kahit nasa tubig na. I had to puppy swim as I was afraid my hair gets wet and would dry super slow.

Meanwhile, the funniest part was the TRUTH OR DATE! I mean to say, DARE!

I was surprised to know that...

(Me shaking down J's Ipad for the person to be asked, read out loud: J! then asked her...)

Me: TRUTH OR DARE?
J: TRUTH
Me: (shake shake shake) And the question is: Among the players (Me, L and A) who do you least likely want have a fight with?
J: You!
Me: (surprised) Why Me?
J: 'Cause you hold grudges
Me: (wide- eyed) No I don't! I forgive easily but I find it hard to forget!

Imagine a Truth or Dare where kailangan mong mag follow up kasi na curious ka sa sagot. haha

The funniest part...

(Me shaking again and read out loud: L!)

L: Truth!
Me: (shake shake shake) Question is: How many times have you been Kissed?
(All ears and eyes to L!)
L: Ang daya! bakit naman ganyan mga tanong sa akin?
Me: Wala kang magagawa sabi ng Ipad
L: pwede pass?
Me: Hindi! ano? Sagot! 10?
L: More than...

And all we have to do is laugh. Aba! nakarami na pala ang isang to! hahaha And we deliberately stopped the bet, the first to sleep will have a face paint the next morning, because we needed sleep. We slept at 3am and woke up at 10am.

J and I shared the bed. I died laughing as I discovered her hidden talent: SLEEP TALKING! I thought I just saw her with an open- close lips then I looked intently, SHE WAS MUMBLING WORDS! Too bad I couldn't understand her. I tried to reach for my videocam but the cold room got me glued to the bed. haha

Anyway, we had some smooth talk regarding the majorest decision ever. Although we have failed undeniably sa aming computation part. The most important thing is, we have hit our purpose and that is...

to have fun!



I love Pj Parties, more than ever! :)



Friday, January 7, 2011

what's in?

boom boom boom even brighter than the moon moon moon...

So Katy Perry-ish! But really her songs got me in the groove for 2011 especially the Firework. Heard it a hundred times but still I just can't resist doing my moves!

Welcoming twenty eleven was out of the ordinary. The idea sinks in, Gosh! we're like three people at home, jumping with joy and inner hope, wishing 2011 would be a prosperous new year for us. But I still do believe that three is a crowd.



My sister has her own version of her new year with her new family. It's not as if she's someplace else other than Davao City, but finally, after almost 28 years she's got herself a brand new home to celebrate new year with.

No, I don't consider telling this as a sad note. In fact, it's the beginning of this new chapter. You know, when we were younger, we'd always imagine how we'd grow up to be, to have a family of our own and finally stepping out of the parental house. And this is what happens pala.



But really, We're just enjoying everything. Same routine, same rituals, same everything except our number. But no matter how "plenty" we are at home... it's got the same feeling. Love Love Love Love!



...makes the year a lot better this year! =)

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

masquerade hangover

Remember my masko post?

The mask I've been telling you about? The one I revised three consecutive times? Twice I revised because I was not satisfied by the outcome. The third time, I had to revise because some forces of nature got in the way. Why, the lucky dog bit it almost in a ragged manner, with torn edge and peeling paint.

I got enraged by Dobbie (the dog) but again, everything happens for a reason. Plus, "HE'S JUST A DOG" statement by the dog owner herself, mother dearest. (mimicking a high-pitched kunsintidora mother, "he's just a kid!" Oh come on, crap!)

Anyway, Here's my most prized possession...




at syempre pa...



And, wish granted! Got home with a huge prize... family affair diba? e di pampamilyang premyo! I had to cancel my planned night out that evening. I just can't compromise my brand new WASHING MACHINE! hahaha









special

Dinner eh?

It's not as if I am starved to death, I just love eating out.

You know the feeling you get every time your crush comes by, looks at you and fades? hmnn.. lumang istayl na yan! I am 100% sure, he's crushing you also. haha. I read that somewhere and I just think it's true. Anyway, same goes with eating out. The feeling overwhelms you, a buffet delights you in a way you never thought would be possible.

Thanks to Liemy who made this dinner super enjoyable. Hmmnn.. luring us to think we're dining somewhere else. I can't believe you got me in the bag when you said you were withdrawing at the nearest ATM then riding a pedi straight to Lyndon's!

Atch J and I sure made a memorable bet on that, too bad, nothing was at stake, or I might hit it off pretty bad. And speaking of bet, somehow, the deal we had regarding the boyfriend thing finally came into existence. You see, I truthfully believe that everything happens for a reason :p

Thanks L for making this possible and super passable...





And meanwhile, with some telepathy or telekinesis or nang dahil sa isang makapangyarihang salawal...





and finally....


Cheers to a bigger, brighter future ahead of us! :)


voluntary exit

this is it!

No matter how teary-eyed my eyes get, or Topsy turvy my emotions are...

Life goes on.

Here's a tribute to my good good friend...






Thanks Jemini for everything!

The highs and the lows we experience together are sure worth the memories.
The littlest things we do in the bank mean a lot to me.
Thank you for standing by me and for being the friend that you were.
This bank job sure is not the same without you.

Thank you for being my friend on and off the camera.

I'll miss you Mrs. Mondragon!


Destiny is how we choose our paths, lead the road and get by.

Dreams last as long as we chase it! Cheers! :)