Saturday, October 22, 2011

--Straight From The Heart




... Friendship comes before Love. True. But wait, this is not about between a guy and a girl and what it seems you want it to be about. What I mean is Friendship.. Friendship? You get the idea. As to which we refer as to those crazy people you hang out with like every second and every minute of your everyday life, yet admit it or not, you had so much fun and they made your damned day one of the greatest. Most people don't realize how they really affect your life. Some just take it for granted. Some would take friendship as a "PERSONAL NEED" (you know what I mean) and some would even just throw it away in a snap. Anyway, to cut this drama short, I just want to show how much I treasure each and one of those adorable friends and that they are those pieces of the puzzle that made made me complete my picture of LiFE."

http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=116007445159094 <---  This like 3 months ago. (Hindi ko lang in-expose) 


http://www.facebook.com/media/albums/?id=100002495160621 <--- How they have like so much faces in those albums:) iLOVE those memories:') 



FOR DOUCHEBAGS WITH GIRLFRIENDS !






-while ur ignoring her,
Another guy is giving her attention.

-while ur giving her problems,
Another guy is listening.

-while ur too busy for her,
Another guy is making time for her.

-while ur making her cry,
Another guy is trying to make her smile again.

-when ur not sure if u still want her,
Another guy has already figured it out.


Thursday, October 20, 2011

~Blind Heart

Boy: I broke up with her.

His Best Friend: What happened?

Boy: She’s just too much for me.

His Best Friend: What makes you say that? What did she do wrong?

Boy: Well, for one.. She only cared about her appearance. Always had to look good, always took forever to get dressed! So insecure..

His Best Friend: So, you broke her heart because she wanted to keep your eyes locked on her? She wanted you to see that you have the prettiest girl under your sleeve and not think otherwise? I see..

Boy: Oh.. Well.. She’d often call me or text me asking where I am, who I’m with, telling me not to smoke, not to drink. She’s so clingy!

His Best Friend: So, you broke her heart because she cares about your well being? Because she cares about you a lot? And her greatest fear is losing you. I see..

Boy: But.. Uhh.. Well, she’d always cry when I say something slightly mean. She can’t handle anything. She’s a crybaby!

His Best Friend: So, you broke her heart because she has feelings? And because she just wanted to hear you say you love her? I see..

Boy: I.. Well! You know, she’d get jealous easily. I could barely talk to other girls! She’s so annoying! I had to hide it from her so she wouldn’t bitch about it.

His Best Friend: So, you broke her heart because she just wanted you to commit to her? She thought you were faithful, but you lied so she could find out later and hurt even more? She just wanted the guy she loves the most to love only her. I see..

Boy: Well, she..

His Best Friend: You broke up with her because she’s good for you? She just wanted the best for you? She’s broken now because you were selfish. Are you proud?

Boy: I broke her heart.. Because I couldn’t see what was happening.. What happened to me?

His Best Friend: You lost the girl that loved you like no one else could. You see? You didn’t want her when all she ever wanted was you. THAT’S what happened.


Saturday, October 15, 2011

Infatuation, Inlove, Immaturity.



• Infatuation. Parang other term for crush, puppy love or panandaliang attraction. Minsan, lahat tayo akala natin love na, pero Infatuation lang pala. Gusto mo lang ang isang tao kasi may isang bagay lang na interesting sa kanya. Madalas to sa mga taong first time mo nakilala o nakita. Pero minsan, eto ang isa sa mga pagkakamali ng mga couple na kaka-start lang. Kasi, you keep on thinking yung bagay na interesting sa kanya, that's why you like him/her. Lahat naman tayo may limits. Masama ang sobra-sobra. Nakakaumay ang araw-araw. In short, parang nauumay kana sa isang bagay na lagi mong kasama araw-araw. Parang nag-ulam ka ng hotdog sa isang linggo, maaumay at mauumay kana at syempre mag-hahanap kana ng iba. Yun ang infatuation. Parang posporo na nauubos rin ang pulbura.

• Inlove. Masaya ma-inlove sabi nila. Pero masakit rin sa huli. Well, masasabi mo lang na inlove ka kung masaya ka lagi kasama siya kahit araw-araw pa. Inshort, hindi nakakaumay na siomai. Haha. Pero minsan, masasabi mo lang na INLOVE ka pag wala na siya. Yung sure ka na may feelings pa kahit tapos na. Yung naaalala mo pa rin siya kahit may sumunod nang iba sa kanya. Naka-move on ka, pero kumakabog ang dibdib mo pag nakikita mo siyang may kasama nang iba. Pero ang love minsan, may halong sakripisyo para sumaya kayong pareho. Pwedeng hold on pa, pwede rin na magpalaya na. Sabi nga nila, kung mahal mo siya, palayain mo na. Well, andaming pwedeng explanations para sa mga inlove/love. Mararamdaman mo lang yung fireworks sa dibdib mo pag LOVE na.

• Immaturity. Eto yung madalas sa nasosobrahan sa expectations. Minsan, nagmama-ala fairy tales, koreanovela, etc .. ang isip. Eto yung mga taong OA na kung mag-isip. Minsan, anak kaagad, asawa kaagad. Pero pwede rin hindi pa. Haha. Eto kasi yung tipo na i-lilike mo yung lahat sa kanya. Parang sa facebook, lahat ng ipopost nya sa fb nya, ililike mo rin. Tapos, mag-popost sa wall nya ng mga cheesy lines, or pictures na may love. Eto rin minsan yung halos araw-araw mo siya gusto itext. Yung oras-oras mo siya gusto makita, segu-segundo na phone calls. Minsan, nagagalit sa mababaw na bagay, minsan iniiyakan pa kahit super babaw lang. Yung minsan, OA na. Pag iniisip mo na umiiyak ka, gusto mo i-comfort ka nya. Pag sinabi mong na-mimiss mo siya, gusto mo may reply kaagad na miss you too. In short, di mo binibigyan ng time yung partner mo para ma-miss ka. Di naman kasi lahat ng I LOVE YOU mo, kailangan may I LOVE YOU TOO kaagad. Di porket, hindi siya nagreply, iisipin mo kaagad na hindi kana nya mahal. Inshort ulit, madali kang MAG-ALANGAN sa mga bagay na mababaw. Antaas kasi ng expectations mo.





Sunday, September 11, 2011

비 (Rain)

We'll always be like this
How long will we pretend
Is it just me or my dreams
That you and me I never intend
To be in a together forever land

Don't you care about me anymore?
Ask me, and we both know I'd lie
As the rain pour
Feels like I just want to give a sigh
For confusion and complication arise

It's not the feeling of not getting over
But the feeling of hope and chance
That you and I can still be each other's lover
And still have each others' glance
For it's you, that completes the incomplete ME

I'm not fooling myself
It's the thought of you
That I know it's he that is being fooled
The guilt is unbearable too
Sorry is just not enough

I maybe wrong; which I am
Is it love? Pity? Guilt?
Whatever it is someday I'll come
I wish I could rewind what I built
And may it be you and me


Sunday, September 4, 2011

~Someone Like YOU*


Remember this?:|
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http://youtu.be/Rqgjaw7ZiG4

Shock ".



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Today had been kinda tough
Though I felt a little lighter
As time went by and had a laugh
Way to go, fighter!
And so I thought as Earth revolves

Going home is all I've waited
Who could've thought
As we seated
A never forgotten note
One seat away, It's you I saw

I can't help it
I tried, but you glanced
Made my heart skip a beat
Wanted to cry but I should hold it fast
That's one truth I can't deny

Never deny, PLEASE
I saw how you behaved
Do you feel it too at least?
How it crashed like a wave?
And how we're trying so hard,cold-hearted

I can't tell what destiny wants
But luck do cooperate
However, it's been months
How could I feel it's not yet too late
Don't do this to me,baby

I beg of you, tell me
Let's not play games
You know what you and I see
Unforgotten names
Still echo in my ears

You know how much you've meant in my life
I know how true you were 
Why not continue the fight
Or you had chosen which is safer?
I understand yet You're still the one :(

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