What I Love About My P.C.

Let me get this straight. This is not a post about my reliable and humble Personal Computer- this is about my present love, whose name I cannot disclose and for confidentiality purposes, is hidden by the initials: PC.

Here goes….

This man is comparable with the rest of the male population. He’s popular- not your average guy type and he’s boastful in so many ways. I hated him. I didn’t like his moves, I dislike his charisma. He’s very moody and snobbish most of the time. He says everything he can think of- no matter how harsh it can be. Yet one day, he saw me….

I’m unpopular, imperfect, i talk a lot. I speak my mind, I have lots of questions and a control freak. I’m vulnerable, weak and jealous but still he paid attention. During his lonely nights, he would call or text to see if im okay for a chat or something. This routine went on for a year- him coming to my place, me, finding myself driving over to his and we’re just plain talking- although not really plain talking if you catch my drift. FYI: Sex is something we haven’t done yet and for some reason it amazes me that we still haven’t done it.  Maybe he’s scared. I am too. Because every guy I’ve met in the past that shares his caliber always wanted that “something” from me. With him, I feel respected and regarded.

He does not speak sweet words or promise me anything- the set-up is quite clear. I opt to stay hidden for the very least. I am not for public’s viewing and scrutiny- I just want to love him the way he should be loved. Though in silence or in retreat. I have no face to show those cameras, though he can always be proud of me. I want to be the wind underneath his wings and the reason for his happiness, without making it seem like a big show or anything.

To those who loved; lost, lose and losing….

It is too hard to define how a break-up affects a person.. Some people are very good in handling such that they excel in their  field of choice after a bad break-up; but most people are awkwardly drifting away from what they have planned. Dreams are shattered; lives are destroyed and sanity leaves them into such a state of depression. What is it with break-up that most women like me suffered, from what we call “disorientation?” I have been from a long-term relationship and I could say that it has affected me so much that I somehow turned alcoholic. Yes, I admit, much more than most women do, that I suffered too much from such break-up. Man, it was no joke. Every song I hear, every sign I see, reminds me so much of him. We were happy then. But since things have turned the opposite of what we planned, I felt that I lost a big part of me- I lost and am still losing. We have planned for our wedding, our children to be, and so on…. But now, what were left of me are just memories of what has been. The plans fell apart, and the hurt is just what is left of me. Finding a new partner was such a difficult task. Not that I really searched for someone- it was more like an unexpected agreement. I would not want to brag so much about that person but I’m hoping he is better. I loved my ex- I loved him to the extent that I thought he was the one but it seemed that we were not really meant for each other. Take note of the term I used: SEEMED. After what has transpired between us, I learned that nothing is really permanent in this world except “change“. I should never say “never”. Broken promises are the hardest to take- especially when you whole-heartedly believed in them. Now, I’m learning that what is important is the present. Cherish what you have for the moment- without expecting anything in return. Take things easily, as they should be. Never demand anything from someone who has lived a full life even before you came along. Change should come from within and happiness should be OF your own- not based on whether you have someone beside you or none. Life is full of magical moments and you should take each of them gratefully. If not for those moments, God, I wonder what kind of life you have! I know, these things are easier said than done but trying to live life fully would not do any harm, would it? A lost life can be found, losing life can be relieved and when you lose one, it can be revived.

for sHiELs & NiX….

to those who are sick and tired of listening to my cries and fears; to those who kept on boosting up my self-esteem; for those people who went out of their way to comfort me; to those who appreciated the real me- THANK YOU!

i admit that i am a complicated person once you get to know me…. i could be the kindest girl you’ve ever known and then a minute later the worst there is ever! but when i come to think of it, it is in my darkest days that i see who really cares for me. those who are not afraid to tell me my mistakes, faults,etc. and those who could see clearly what is really going on in a particular situation that i am in.

i feel like an amateur- but they sure are a big help to me! especially shielani and nikki… 🙂 everytime i log on to my ym account, ‘m seriously hoping they’re on too! i mean, that had been our means of communication since we do not belong to the same mobile networks so the essence of unlimited texting doesn’t actually affect us. anyway, they have been my counselors and my shoulders-to-cry-on…. they both saw me in my happy-icon moments and sad-faced-icon moments since last month. 🙂 but they are my friends way, way back in HS…

this blog is for them. i love them dearly and i’m very grateful for all that they have done for me!

pArA sA ‘yO…

ang rosas ay madalas na iniaalay natin sa mga taong mahalaga sa tin. kapag tayo’y nakakatanggap nito, gandang-ganda tayo. inaamoy-amoy pa natin at inilalagay pa natin sa pinakamagandang “vase” para maipagmalaki natin o para makita rin at hangaan ng ibang tao. ang malungkot lang ay sa paglipas ng ilang araw, nawawala ang ganda nito. nauubos ang halimuyak at natutuyo sa kinalalagyan. masaklap lang malaman na para sa ibang taong nakatanggap ng mga rosas, itatapon na lang nila ang mga ito at lilimutin ang tuwang naibigay nito sa kanya kahit sa maikling panahon lang. kung nakakapagsalita lang ang mga ito, marahil ay pinasalamatan naman nila ang ibang napag-alayang itinago ang bawat talulot at dahon nito at patuloy na inaalala ang sayang dinala ng mga ito.

sana ang bawat isang taong totoong nagmamahal ay makatagpo ng isang taong magpapahalaga sa kanya ng tunay at walang halong panlilinlang. walang taong nagmahal na hinangad masaktan sa huli. kung pwede lang lahat ay “happy ending,”  pero sa totoong buhay, andyan yung mga taong tatalikuran ka, iiwan ka, at papa-asahin ka. walang masama kung patuloy mo silang mamahalin- pero matutulad ka lang sa naunang rosas na naitapon lang at nilimot sa paglipas ng panahon.

hindi ka rosas, tao ka. may isip at kakayahang humusga.

brace myself!

amazing!

in the stillness of my boring life, it’s amazing how i could find ways to thank God for every bit of happiness i get to feel everyday. Little by little, i can see the light at the end of the tunnel.

i’m learning to appreciate simple things in life. i have a new job now and it does not demand much of my time because it is not an “everyday thing.” i have more time for friends, family- and most especially for myself. i’m not bound to any complicated commitments… Yes, I’m free and happy and i don’t quite miss having someone looking after me, if you catch my drift. also, i’m doing part-time singing inmy brother’s band- yeah, it is only part-time for i only get to sing whenever the original girl-vocalist is not around. but it’s an ok-deal for me because i cannot really do it on a regular basis. but here’s the catch: i compose the songs for the band. i do this in support for my brother who’s actually into the band-thing. i hope we could reach the quota soon so we could record our demo! woohoo!!!

i  never felt this kind of freedom before. i hope i could taste some more of this liberty so i could finally move on and try to live independently. i’m serious. i’m not getting any younger, see?! i have to learn how to do things the right way, be able to decide on hard-core situations correctly and get a hold of myself!

i guess there’s no turning back now….

“Bravo!” to my first single!

Backgrounder:

As inspired by the modern-day Leonardo da Vinci of my life, “the song” finally found its melody! Written under the nightsky sometime last June, it was only after a month and some days that the melody came to me. So with my loyal guitar and my flaky voice, i tried to drop its tune and to my assessment, it was not bad at all (really!)…

I am no professional when it comes to writing songs- until the other day, i just believed that i could only sing (not bragging!) and my, i am just overwhelmed that i could actually make music.

I hope i could share it with that person who inspired me… If only he knew.

a toast…

cheers to the newlyweds!!!

to Herbert and Blanca, may you live happily ever after!!!!

bedridden

huhuhu! i am so bored. i have been sick for almost a week now- with different sorts of illness! am i being punished? 😦 i hope not. i’m trying to be a good girl now. (totoo!)

i miss the outside air… i miss my friends.. my insomiac buddies… the sneak-outs and booze… sigh! i hope i’m better tomorrow.

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im currently listening to “be yourself” by audioslave.

it’s 1:17AM. wednesday, August 2, 2006

i can feel my curls on my shoulder, while tapping my feet on the chair im sitting in.

my head’s bangin’ on the beat of the song!!!

i’m thinking— (blank)

ayun, talo!

eto na naman ako… para kasing hindi nakukumpleto araw ko pag di ako nakakapag-blog…:P

i admit, im very emotional. lalo na when it comes to matters of the heart. hehehe… lam ko namang ako lang nagbabasa ng blogs ko so i can always say what i really feel. 😛

daig ko pa nawalan ng bf ngayon. grabe, hindi ko ma-take yung level ng pain ko! asus! hehehe… anyway, this person had been very close to me. he has shared his self to me, kahit na ngayon pa lang kami ulit naging close. too bad, it had to be cut again (sa ganito pang paraan) but you see, hindi ko sya hiningi. he just came to me one fine day and the rest was history. he became my most trusted friend. and i love him with all my heart. i also regret he day he walked away.

ayun, talo!

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