a good grasp.

All should be reminded to grasp the language they are most comfortable with. Though we are encouraged to express ourselves in ways we ourselves have chosen, we should still be reminded that we should always come up with things that are understood.. and.. well, sensible..

Communication is a two way stream.. well, in one way or another.. and it is very much necessary to establish something.. So, if we do want to establish what we mean to say, we should always make it a point that our thoughts and constructions are coherent and cohesive.. and of course, sensible..

Kung mas komportable ka sa sarili mong wika, mas mainam pang ito nalang ang gamitin mo..

But if you feel like you are more comfortable with the universal language, make sure you have a good grasp of it..

Cheers!

P.S. Reading helps.

People should be aware.

The problem with [most] people nowadays is that they think that everything is about them. I'm sorry to burst your bubble but THE WORLD DOES NOT REVOLVE AROUND YOU. So please do not assume anything. ASSURE not ASSUME.

When a status or a text or an entry [or anything else for that matter] seems to speak to you, do not be hasty to think it is about you or it is for you because most often than not, it is not for you. It would usually be something generic that acted like a stone and hit you right in your gut. BUT even if you THINK that it is for YOU, it is never safe to assume that it is for you. If you want to clear things up, confront and assure and don't react back and act all guilty. You bring the negative upon yourself and by reacting to the parinig just makes you guilty of it.

Piece of advice, the next time you see something that seems as if it were for you, ASSURE and not ASSUME. Kasi ikaw lang yung nagmumukhang tanga.

Bato bato sa langit, tamaan hindi umilag. Bato bato sa langit tamaan at mag react guilty.

Today and everyday..

Starting today, I will make a conscious effort to let go.. I will let go, everyday, until I genuinely have.. I will let go of the things that are hindering me from growing.. I will let go of the baggage that's keeping me from moving on and moving forward..

Today, I will stop asking questions which I know wouldn't really have answers.. I will stop asking questions that I know already have answers but just won't accept.. Today I will just be at peace with God's answers even if His answers aren't the answers I want.. Today, the peace that was stolen away by those questions I will slowly regain through God's peace.. And today I know He will grant me not only peace of mind but peace in my heart..

I will start living today and I will leave the past behind.. The past has gone and today and tomorrow has yet to come.. I will not let my past dictate my future.. I will not let my past discourage me.. I will not let my past tell me what I can and cannot do.. I will look forward to tomorrow, everyday and forget whatever the past was.. Today I will let go of the past and hold on to tomorrow, a tomorrow filled with hope, dreams and inspirations..

Today I will help myself.. I will stop inflicting pains on myself.. I will quit with the self-pity.. I will stop complaining that life is hard.. I will stop thinking that life is unfair to me.. Today I choose to be healed.. I choose to make a conscious effort to allow myself to be healed..

Today, I will fall in love and I will stay in love with the one who loved me first.. I will find reasons to fall in love with Him everyday.. I will fall in love with the beauty of nature, with the preciousness of time, with the truth of His word and with the enigmatic future.. I will search and I will find the true meaning of love, through Him..

Today, I will live a life that is full.. I will not settle to be second best nor will I settle for second best.. I will live beyond mediocrity.. I will not be satisfied.. I will not be contented, until it is the best..

Today, I will live my life..

The desires of my heart..

or better yet, the desire of my heart..

I desire to travel the world.. Wanderlust if I may.. I would love to travel around my country.. and then the continent.. and then? Conquer the world.. I'd love to see sunsets in the different areas of the world.. I'd love to feel the sand on different islands.. I'd love to see how it's like on the other side of the planet..

I wish to take pictures, many of them.. I wish to buy souvenirs and stick them up on my wall.. I wish to buy a map and mark an x on every place I've been to.. And leave a part of me in every place..

I wish to find myself too..

Wanderlust.. to infinity..

"When a stargirl cries, she sheds not tears but light."

"Our hearts yearn backward. We long to be found, hoping our searchers have not given up and gone home. But I no longer hope to be found. Do not follow me! Let's just be fabulously where we are and who we are. You be you and I'll be me, today and today and today, and let's trust the future to tomorrow. Let the stars keep track of us. Let us ride our own orbits and trust they will meet. May our reunion be not a finding but a sweet collision of destinies! "

I guess there are just some things you grow out of...

Like the feeling of the need to belong. I guess it's human nature to want to feel like they belong.. But I think it's just a phase in life..

Am I that old? Cause I don't think so.. I'm fairly young.. But I think this way..

Anyways.. A few days ago I realized that the saying "No man is an island" isn't always necessarily applicable. Of course man cannot survive life alone, but they don't always have to be with someone 24/7. They don't always have to belong to a group, or a clique because sometimes, they themselves prefer to be alone..

Take for example.. Myself (haha). There are just those days that I prefer being alone.. My anti-social me, I guess.. And I'm over the "I wanna be part of your group" phase.. If they want me in, okay.. If they don't, still okay.. I won't take it against you.. I have accepted the fact that there are just some people that you have common interests with and some people that you don't.. And you're still friends with them.. And you still value their friendship but you don't have to be a part of their group.. You'll live..

I'll live.. :)

butter and syrup, and the lack thereof.

She was wearing her usual work clothes; a denim jumper that was already worn out and a stripped tank that showed her beautifully sculpted arms. She tied her hair in a bun today, she usually keeps it down but it was also an unusually hot day considering it was almost Christmas.

"A little more.. just a little more.." she said to herself while painting on the last few details of the portrait she had been trying to finish for weeks now. Impatient, she dropped her brush and buried her face in her palms. "Why can't I just get this over with?" she said with a grunt and again gave out another grunt for the double entendre that hid behind the statement.

***

She finally finished the masterpiece she vigorously stressed on for weeks, a little over her expected time frame. She looked around and searched for the cloth she had specifically chosen to cover the portrait but she couldn't find it anywhere. ring. The phone rang. Once, twice, a few more times, but she just ignored it until it finally stopped ringing. She looked around a few more times but her studio was just too much of a mess to actually scavenge for the white Georgette cloth which practically looked like every other tarpaulin in that studio. "I give up..." She murmured with a sigh.

***

It was rather sunny the next morning though the air was still a bit chilly. The streets were empty but the shops were still business-as-usual. She thought of dressing up as she was most often than not dressed down. The day was in need of fashionable people, she felt, so she dressed for the occasion or rather, the holiday season. She wore a beige cashmere sweater with light washed jeans and a pair of brown lace-up boots. Over it she wore a red trench coat and a faded gray beanie, and a cherry chapstick didn't hurt too. She felt good, and she looked good too. It was time to finally get out of the house and this was the look she wanted to announce to the world.

(to be continued.)

Sa Piling Niya

Ngayon na ang huling paalam
Sayo aking mahal sa ting nakaraan

Ibibigay sayo ang kailangan mo
Mula ngayon ikay malaya na..malaya na..

Hindi na maibabalik ang
Dating masayang pagsasama
Mahirap nang pilitin pa
Ngayon ikay handa ko nang palayain

Tangi kong dasal
Ang ikay lumigaya sa piling nya
Di ako hahadlang
Sa inyong pagmamahalan
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/p/paramita/sa_piling_niya.html ]
Di umimik,
Dumadaing ng palihim.
Mahal pa rin kita
Hindi mo ba nadidinig
Ang puso kong naninimdim
O giliw ko, akoy para lang sa iyo

Unti unti ko nang
Nalilimutan ang ating
Makulay na nakaraan
Ang aking tanging bilin sayo
Alalahanin mong ikaw at ako

O paalam na sa ting dal'wa,
Ang iyong huling ngiti
Ang nasa aking alaala..

tomorrow will be exactly one year since the break up.. And this will be my last blog about him.. and us.. This I promise and owe myself.. This will definitely be the last goodbye, to him.. to us..

I've said everything there is to say.. I've cried all the tears.. And tomorrow, will be a new start to everything.. :)

A rusty collection of useless trophies...

Okay.. so this isn't a blog to brag.. or maybe it is.. but because of this afternoon's experience, I felt like blogging about them.. yes, them..

I had a lot of "relationships" in the past. Of course, all of them childish except one. And after the last one, I realized that they were all "trophies".

I call them rusty and useless cause I don't see them as shiny and priceless anymore.. Only trophies on display on a shelf that may not even be noticeable to the [layman's] eye.

They were once all that.. But I realize, in the real world, it doesn't matter "what you did" or "what your name is" but who you are and what you can do..

So anyway.. here they are..

i. The Classroom Crush-ng-Bayan, the most popular guy in class, the athlete.

a.k.a. The first love.

ii. The Campus Crush. One of the most popular guys in campus.

iii. The Bully. The leader of the popular guys of his batch. The athlete. The rich kid.

iv. The MVP. One of the most popular seniors. The extracurricular achiever.

v. The number 1 tennis player of his age range (and over) of the province.

vi. The worship leader. The pastor's son. The crush ng bayan. The musician.

but in the end.. well yes.. they were just as good as their tittles were..