That's what she said
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
What do you mean?
Monday, October 17, 2005
Dahil sabi ni Kate gusto niya ring matawa...
YOUR PORN STAR NAME: (Name of first pet + street where you live)
Jack Ponte-- so... manly.
YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (Favorite snack + first name of grandfather)
Pillows Inocencio-- ewan ko lang ha.
YOUR FASHION DESIGNER NAME: (First word you see on your left + Favorite restaurant)
Bishop Saisaki-- uso ang Japanese designers!
EXOTIC FOREIGNER ALIAS: (Favorite Spice + Last Vacation Spot Visited)
Basil Laguna-- ang cheap ko.
SOCIALITE ALIAS: (Silliest Childhood Nickname + Town Where You First Partied)
Patita San Juan-- wala akong masabi
"FLY GIRL" ALIAS (a la J. Lo): (First Initial + First Two or Three Letters of your Last Name)
ICON ALIAS: (Something Sweet Within Sight + Any Liquid in Kitchen)
Buko Patis -- yuck! yuck talaga!
DETECTIVE ALIAS: (Favorite Baby Animal + Where You Went to High School)
Puppy Miriam! -- ano bang tawag sa baby penguin?
BARFLY ALIAS: (Last Snack Food You Ate + Your Favorite Alcoholic Drink)
Ice cream Vodka -- siguradong sakit ng tiyan ang abot mo niyan
SOAP OPERA ALIAS: (Middle Name + First Word you see on your Right)
Montero Dell-- eh?
ROCK STAR ALIAS: (Favorite Candy/Dessert + Last Name Of Favorite Musician)
Twix Van Halen-- pwede, pwedeng pwede. :D
hindi ata funny yung akin. check out niyo yung kay kate. sobrang taobgulong!
Friday, October 14, 2005
i've never been more scared.
i came to the realization just recently that heartbreaks are mostly about egos being hurt. it's mostly about "why did he choose her over me?" or simply "why didn't he like me that much?" no matter how convoluted your argument is, things just really boil down to the self being hurt.
breaking up with you know who
was all about giving myself another chance. everyone kept saying that it would be us forever, only i wasn't that sure. so i broke free to see if someone else was "meant for me". i wanted to see if i could, forgive me for the mush, love someone else apart from him
and now that i've proven that, yes, i am still capable of loving someone else. i am sooooo scared. there's nothing heroic about realizing for the first time that you love someone. i am just scared taht he won't like me, that he won't like me the way i am, that he's going to like someone else. i'm afraid of the highly probable likelihood that he's not the one
and that id have to go through this exercise, again.
falling in love is so tiring. when you get there, when he loves you as much as you love him, now that's the fun part. but getting there is. just. a. mess.
i'm tired. i'm drained. still waiting though.
Monday, October 10, 2005
saturday was the opening of the inquirer badminton tournament, and guess what, i sang the national anthem. :) wala lang, just wanted to share. i also played, and my partner and i won our game against the cyan team 2 sets to nil.
wednesday was the day akelle picked me up from work. are we getting back together? no,
but somehow he's finding it hard to exist without me. that's what he says. a certain part of me finds it clingy. cause it is. but i also understand that its really hard for him to let go. he loved me so much.
i'm not saying that i've moved on because i loved him little. i just had a headstart. ako nga ang nakipaghiwalay diba, which means i was thinking about separation beforehand.
before this becomes another akelle post ...
please pray for a very close friend of mine. his name is James and he's about to take the mechanical engineering licensure exams. to those of you who do pray, please pray that he passes his exams, with flying colors (cause he's not expecting it).
sana, sana talaga pumasa siya. please Lord, give this to him. :D
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
"Be who you are and say what you want.
For those who mind don't matter,
and those who matter don't mind."
How beautiful. Couldn't have put it more eloquently. (edit- got this from amy's blog)
Yesterday, dad drove me to the boarding house. As is usual for the two of us, no words were spoken. He tuned in to an AM gospel station. A parenting talk show was on, how ironic. At one point, the host said: "parents hould learn how to say sorry to their kids."
Then my dad took my arm, and said sorry.
Now that im typing, i am moved to tears. But yesterday when it was actually happening, i just laughed and said: "ang bilis matuto a." I just shrugged it off, a defense mechanism perhaps, something to fend off the tears waiting to trickle out.