One of my friends told me that she does not believe in true love...anymore haha. Nung mga nakaraang araw daw, oo pa. Pero ngayon hindi na. Hay... Di ko alam na sasang ayon ako until recently. Tama, hindi totoo ang true love.
Ang dami ko ng pimples at ito ay dahil napupuyat ako sa kakaisip sa yo. Tapos, ngyon, paranoid naman dahil i know you are keeping secrets from me. I can feel it in my bones. I know that you are hiding something.
Madali naman akong kausap. All you needed to do is to tell me na...na...you...hay, i cant even write it down. That is how much it hurts. Just the thought of you not telling me everything, it hurts!
Another harsh reality; those that we cant live without, can live without us.
(again,kwento mo to.bawal ang name dropping)
Monday, August 30, 2010
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Sadista
I was doing perfectly fine in my own world. Tapos dadating ka. Ok lang sana kung wala kang ginawang problema, pero meron, meron, meron!
Sanay na akong ang crush lang ay ang mga artistang lumalabas sa tv. Sanay na ko na ang nagugustuhan lang e yung mga idol kong singers. Tapos ito ka..magbabalik after 10 heart years...
Isa lang naman ang sagot dito: time and space.
If absence can make the heart go fonder, it can also make the heart forget. Just like 2 years ago. Nakalimutan ko ang crush kong superior ko kasi nagkalayo kami. I know, ito din ang solusyon sa problemang ito.
I just hate this feeling. Sobrang paranoid. Feeling ko kasi e hindi ka nagsasabi ng totoo.
Nakakatawa lang, kasi alam ko na ala namang epekto sa yo ang mga pangyayari. Clueless ka kaya di mo alam na nakakasakit ka na! Anything that you say or do affects me. Lalo na pag di paborable sa kin ang mga ito.
I know, makaka move on din ako. Kailangan lang ng tamang mindset. Pasasaan bat dadating din ang panahon na tatawanan ko nalang tong kalokohan ko sa yo. Aja!
(Ito po ay istorya mo. Kung magcocomment, bawal ang mag name drop hahaha)
Sanay na akong ang crush lang ay ang mga artistang lumalabas sa tv. Sanay na ko na ang nagugustuhan lang e yung mga idol kong singers. Tapos ito ka..magbabalik after 10 heart years...
Isa lang naman ang sagot dito: time and space.
If absence can make the heart go fonder, it can also make the heart forget. Just like 2 years ago. Nakalimutan ko ang crush kong superior ko kasi nagkalayo kami. I know, ito din ang solusyon sa problemang ito.
I just hate this feeling. Sobrang paranoid. Feeling ko kasi e hindi ka nagsasabi ng totoo.
Nakakatawa lang, kasi alam ko na ala namang epekto sa yo ang mga pangyayari. Clueless ka kaya di mo alam na nakakasakit ka na! Anything that you say or do affects me. Lalo na pag di paborable sa kin ang mga ito.
I know, makaka move on din ako. Kailangan lang ng tamang mindset. Pasasaan bat dadating din ang panahon na tatawanan ko nalang tong kalokohan ko sa yo. Aja!
(Ito po ay istorya mo. Kung magcocomment, bawal ang mag name drop hahaha)
Harsh Reality
You can close your eyes if there are things you dont want to see,but you can never protect your heart from the things you dont want to feel. Ouch!
This was a text message i received from a friend. Nakakainis. Sapul na sapul lng.
Kahapon ko pa pinag iispan/pinagpaplanuhan kung pano wag maapektuhan sa mga bagay bagay. Kung pede lang na magkaron ng on and off switch ang puso,sobrang helpful nito para pag alam mo na masasaktan ka sa mga nakikita o makikita mo, just push the off button and you will free yourself of the pain. The problem is, alang ganun. So ala kang choice kundi maramdaman ang mga bagay n pilit mong iniiwasan. If only the heart wont beat for the person who is causing all that pain. If only ...
This was a text message i received from a friend. Nakakainis. Sapul na sapul lng.
Kahapon ko pa pinag iispan/pinagpaplanuhan kung pano wag maapektuhan sa mga bagay bagay. Kung pede lang na magkaron ng on and off switch ang puso,sobrang helpful nito para pag alam mo na masasaktan ka sa mga nakikita o makikita mo, just push the off button and you will free yourself of the pain. The problem is, alang ganun. So ala kang choice kundi maramdaman ang mga bagay n pilit mong iniiwasan. If only the heart wont beat for the person who is causing all that pain. If only ...
Thursday, August 26, 2010
It Is Now:The Journey of the Broken Hearted
Hmmm..i know that i promised to post some of pictures from our recent trip to Malaysia and Thailand. But at this point in time, let me address the prevailing issue/s that me and my friends need to face; and that is Landing on one's feet.
You by now do have the idea of what i am talking about. If not, please refer to the title of this entry and i do hope that you will be able to discern what it is haha!
An epidemic had been disturbing my closest friends.
The scienfific name of the virus: broken heartus masakitus!haha
You by now do have the idea of what i am talking about. If not, please refer to the title of this entry and i do hope that you will be able to discern what it is haha!
An epidemic had been disturbing my closest friends.
The scienfific name of the virus: broken heartus masakitus!haha
Saturday, February 13, 2010
It's Almost Been A Year!
It's almost been a year since I last posted an article (if you can call it that) in this little online diary of mine.
I already got a job in one of the yummiest (hehehe) company there is, I am now one of the HR Administrators in Nestle Business Services.
By the way, me, Vernz and Tanya will be visiting Bangkok, Thailand! I hope and pray that another good friend of ours, Malen (mynosebleed.com)will join us.
I will definitely post new pictures.
'Will update this page soon!
I already got a job in one of the yummiest (hehehe) company there is, I am now one of the HR Administrators in Nestle Business Services.
By the way, me, Vernz and Tanya will be visiting Bangkok, Thailand! I hope and pray that another good friend of ours, Malen (mynosebleed.com)will join us.
I will definitely post new pictures.
'Will update this page soon!
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Experiencing Malaysia! (Day 1)
Lat March 28 to April 5, we (me and my pal Verna) were able to experience how it is living in Malaysia, thanks to our good friend Tanya who invited us over.
Our flight was scheduled 11:45 am, my father told me that we need to be up at 3am and should be on our way to Megamall at 4. Yes, my tatay is an addict. I know. That was reaaall too early but I did not have any choice since no one will take me to the bus station (going to Clark field, Pampanga, where the airport is). We arrived at Megamall at around 5am.
The first trip to Clark was at 7:00am. One by one, people are coming waiting for the bus to arrive until finally, there it was! The feeling was so amazing since that was the first time me and a good pal will be traveling together! We were ready to board the bus but the driver told us that those who had the reservation should go in first. We waited until we were told that we needed to wait for the second bus since there were no seats left for us! What the…!!!
My father will sure kill me since he has been bugging me to call the bus company to have a reservation days before the trip. Oh no! This cant be! I was thinking of ways on how to go to Pampanga. Verna said that we can go to Cubao terminal since there are buses going to Dau in that place. And from Dau, we just need to ride a jeepney to go to the airport. I sounded well. That might work. I was also considering riding a taxi but I doubt it if the driver will charge us a reasonable amount. I was furious!
Jokingly, I told the driver that we (me and Vernz and a new found friend Gladys) can endure sitting at the aisle of the bus. It was a 2 hour trip which is like going home from Ortigas to Malanday during busy hours. And to my surprise, he nodded telling us to go inside the bus! Yipeeeeee!
When we got inside, we were so fortunate that there were two seats unoccupied. We slept all the way to Clark field Pampanga! How sweet!
Our flight was scheduled 11:45 am, my father told me that we need to be up at 3am and should be on our way to Megamall at 4. Yes, my tatay is an addict. I know. That was reaaall too early but I did not have any choice since no one will take me to the bus station (going to Clark field, Pampanga, where the airport is). We arrived at Megamall at around 5am.
The first trip to Clark was at 7:00am. One by one, people are coming waiting for the bus to arrive until finally, there it was! The feeling was so amazing since that was the first time me and a good pal will be traveling together! We were ready to board the bus but the driver told us that those who had the reservation should go in first. We waited until we were told that we needed to wait for the second bus since there were no seats left for us! What the…!!!
My father will sure kill me since he has been bugging me to call the bus company to have a reservation days before the trip. Oh no! This cant be! I was thinking of ways on how to go to Pampanga. Verna said that we can go to Cubao terminal since there are buses going to Dau in that place. And from Dau, we just need to ride a jeepney to go to the airport. I sounded well. That might work. I was also considering riding a taxi but I doubt it if the driver will charge us a reasonable amount. I was furious!
Jokingly, I told the driver that we (me and Vernz and a new found friend Gladys) can endure sitting at the aisle of the bus. It was a 2 hour trip which is like going home from Ortigas to Malanday during busy hours. And to my surprise, he nodded telling us to go inside the bus! Yipeeeeee!
When we got inside, we were so fortunate that there were two seats unoccupied. We slept all the way to Clark field Pampanga! How sweet!
Boarding
We arrived at 9am (not yet in Malaysia heheheh), just in Pampanga. What a journey it was!
Going inside the airport, I forgot to put my purse inside my bag. So when I passed the metal detector, it sounded enggg, enggggg! (lol) so the lady guard told me to step aside and she started searching for the bomb! Heheheh (I am the bomb!). After a minute of scrutinizing my purse, she let me thru.
We were waiting patiently until an airport official told us to pay something. It was a tourist tax! So aside from the terminal fee, we needed to pay this tourist tax! And what the heck is a tourist tax? And what’s it for? Anyone?
Of course, we paid it. (grrrrrr!)
So after checking in our baggage, we still need to go through one metal detector. This time, I already learned my lesson. I put my purse and cell phone in the bag so that I won’t be scandalized (hahahha). So I walked thru (not walls) the metal detector and it was as quiet as a sleeping dragon. I thought that was it. Again, the lady guard (I am starting to hate their kind hahahha). She asked me the most unbelievable favor I have ever heard! She asked me to step out of my shoes and put it in that detector thing-y! I know that you do that when you go from one state to another in the United States! We are no where near United States! We are in asia! Asia! Asia!
I was so furious not because it was hard to slip in and out of my shoes. I was angry because I put in tissues inside my shoes! I had a plastic one so I needed it to avoid sweat from developing into something reaalll scary! (and deadly).
But then again, I needed to give in. Feeling defeated, I put my shoes in that metal detector.
And then, another lady guard strikes again!
She searched my hand carry bag and told me that she needed to confiscate my conditioner! I did not put it in the bag that I checked in since I was afraid that it would open and ruin my clothes. She then told me that no fluids should be checked in. I understood that since I worked as a payroll specialist for an airline company before. What I did not understand was that she wanted to confiscate it and yet she ignored the bottled of iced tea inside my precious bag! Duh!
For whatever its worth, she let me passed and I was advised to not just show that bottle inside the waiting area. As if I’m gonna walk around, show everybody there that conditioner. Even if I pretend to be a model of that stuff, who would believe me, ayt?
11:45am sharp, we started boarding the aircraft. AirAsia was our official carrier to Malaysia! (beauty queens!)
Going inside the airport, I forgot to put my purse inside my bag. So when I passed the metal detector, it sounded enggg, enggggg! (lol) so the lady guard told me to step aside and she started searching for the bomb! Heheheh (I am the bomb!). After a minute of scrutinizing my purse, she let me thru.
We were waiting patiently until an airport official told us to pay something. It was a tourist tax! So aside from the terminal fee, we needed to pay this tourist tax! And what the heck is a tourist tax? And what’s it for? Anyone?
Of course, we paid it. (grrrrrr!)
So after checking in our baggage, we still need to go through one metal detector. This time, I already learned my lesson. I put my purse and cell phone in the bag so that I won’t be scandalized (hahahha). So I walked thru (not walls) the metal detector and it was as quiet as a sleeping dragon. I thought that was it. Again, the lady guard (I am starting to hate their kind hahahha). She asked me the most unbelievable favor I have ever heard! She asked me to step out of my shoes and put it in that detector thing-y! I know that you do that when you go from one state to another in the United States! We are no where near United States! We are in asia! Asia! Asia!
I was so furious not because it was hard to slip in and out of my shoes. I was angry because I put in tissues inside my shoes! I had a plastic one so I needed it to avoid sweat from developing into something reaalll scary! (and deadly).
But then again, I needed to give in. Feeling defeated, I put my shoes in that metal detector.
And then, another lady guard strikes again!
She searched my hand carry bag and told me that she needed to confiscate my conditioner! I did not put it in the bag that I checked in since I was afraid that it would open and ruin my clothes. She then told me that no fluids should be checked in. I understood that since I worked as a payroll specialist for an airline company before. What I did not understand was that she wanted to confiscate it and yet she ignored the bottled of iced tea inside my precious bag! Duh!
For whatever its worth, she let me passed and I was advised to not just show that bottle inside the waiting area. As if I’m gonna walk around, show everybody there that conditioner. Even if I pretend to be a model of that stuff, who would believe me, ayt?
11:45am sharp, we started boarding the aircraft. AirAsia was our official carrier to Malaysia! (beauty queens!)
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