That Once A Year Thing

everything began out of it. our every beginning was caused by either a
mistake, or some magnetic invisible force that bound two people. we
might not want generalizing things after the argument of its existence,
whether if its really there waiting for us to find or those
philosophers just made it up so we could start naming behaviors then
help us out of oblivion. like trying to have a definitive answer since
no one could prove us wrong about it.

its so weird that love is
just like a matter of opinion. and yet, we tend to use it then try to
choose one out of its 9 meanings. sometimes, it fills the void in us
but for some, it makes them emptier, the warm attachment gives them the
cold shivers. but knowingly, love shouldnt be just a phase. it was
meant to be established, be familiarized with, be sincerely felt and be
well-decided. because after stage 1 of trying to convince yourself,
next would be both sides' thoughts. plans. then there goes the
you-wanted-your-own-space phase and the compromising. next thing youll
hear, sparks die. not the author. what i meant was the magic. THE magic.

its
just so bad when things dont go out the way you thought it would turn
out. you try to build your world around it, then it crashes down. along
with your "everything". i mean, cmon.

is it because of the
everyday drama we watch on television the reason why we try to be more
definite with what we feel? or what we do perhaps. like the "looking",
the "waiting", and the "dreaming" for mr or miss right.

love
shouldnt be celebrated like couples prancing in a mall, holding hands
like kindergartens, wearing things with a shade of red (at the same
time), and mocking people out of them being single in ONE DAY. try it
everyday if you want to. hope you get contented woth YOUR LIVES!
*pants*... O_o wow. thats one hell of a rant. now back to being normal.
it just proves that im not a fan. lets just say if INC doesnt have
christmas coz of the fact that giving should be an everyday thing,
maybe for me... loving is like that. christmas = valentines. i just
dont like the mush and the sap and the cheese. its just... too sweet.

now
the word love is overrated. we dont even know what it really means
anymore. and we tend to hurt each other for the wrong connotation for
one might know how to really love and the other might've had it
superficially. then we look, we wait and we dream. then its the same
thing happening again. so we get tired of looking, waiting and dreaming
until we dont know that its the real thing, within grasp, in front of
our eyes. then we stop believing that it does exist.

love might hurt. might be really painful. but living with thorns would be all worth it rather than living without the roses.

say i love you. then mean it.

that once a year thing.

everything began out of it. our every beginning was caused by either a mistake, or some magnetic invisible force that bound two people. we might not want generalizing things after the argument of its existence, whether if its really there waiting for us to find or those philosophers just made it up so we could start naming behaviors then help us out of oblivion. like trying to have a definitive answer since no one could prove us wrong about it.

its so weird that love is just like a matter of opinion. and yet, we tend to use it then try to choose one out of its 9 meanings. sometimes, it fills the void in us but for some, it makes them emptier, the warm attachment gives them the cold shivers. but knowingly, love shouldnt be just a phase. it was meant to be established, be familiarized with, be sincerely felt and be well-decided. because after stage 1 of trying to convince yourself, next would be both sides' thoughts. plans. then there goes the you-wanted-your-own-space phase and the compromising. next thing youll hear, sparks die. not the author. what i meant was the magic. THE magic.

its just so bad when things dont go out the way you thought it would turn out. you try to build your world around it, then it crashes down. along with your "everything". i mean, cmon.

is it because of the everyday drama we watch on television the reason why we try to be more definite with what we feel? or what we do perhaps. like the "looking", the "waiting", and the "dreaming" for mr or miss right.

love shouldnt be celebrated like couples prancing in a mall, holding hands like kindergartens, wearing things with a shade of red (at the same time), and mocking people out of them being single in ONE DAY. try it everyday if you want to. hope you get contented woth YOUR LIVES! *pants*... O_o wow. thats one hell of a rant. now back to being normal. it just proves that im not a fan. lets just say if INC doesnt have christmas coz of the fact that giving should be an everyday thing, maybe for me... loving is like that. christmas = valentines. i just dont like the mush and the sap and the cheese. its just... too sweet.

now the word love is overrated. we dont even know what it really means anymore. and we tend to hurt each other for the wrong connotation for one might know how to really love and the other might've had it superficially. then we look, we wait and we dream. then its the same thing happening again. so we get tired of looking, waiting and dreaming until we dont know that its the real thing, within grasp, in front of our eyes. then we stop believing that it does exist.

love might hurt. might be really painful. but living with thorns would be all worth it rather than living without the roses.

say i love you. then mean it.

February might not be enough...

...but my life is full of beautiful people born on it.
(8TH: Burns Puzon, Cecilia Enriquez and Arthur Lui-Pio 9th: Walter Sy)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GUYS!!!

I am wishing you all the luck and success in this world. i swear you gave me so much happy moments in my life. :) i love you i love you i love you!!!

about a b*tch.

have you ever felt that feeling when youve thought that all your life, you have been trying to be nice and in that one moment of complain, you snap, coz no matter what you do and how you do it... youre still the bitch that everybody talks about?

isnt it so tiring when all those dramas and shits that youre living with just happen as often as an edsa rally? i mean... there's surely nothing wrong with some downs and lows in your life but... when youre the antagonist of somebody's telenovela... where do u choose to stand? succumb to somebody's issue or have the word bitch written all over youre forehead.

this comes with a plus if you have been the biggest bitch to your friends. and when you try to talk about it, they say its nothing serious. but when its ALREADY serious, youve left with no choice and a handful of words youve been dying to say.

i get the fact that everybody has issues, but crap, if youve been so inhibited and yet pretend that everything's cool and life is a laughing matter, then your house of cards came crashing down, dont blame it on the bitch. because seriously... the bitch has been compromising a lot just to preserve whats left real and sincere. the bitch has been there to preserve the thing that you call companionship, which you label friendship or that shit youve been dying to use on a hallmark card. and yet again.

people get tired smiling, nodding, and letting you do things when you boss around. and those people dont deserve to be called a bitch. coz seriously... those people are DYING to say that YOU are the bitch but again, i honestly think that being a bitch is a lot better than being DENSE. at least the bitches get to know that they're hated. unlike you.

caught up.

am a friggin big sack of potato. i havent slept since yesterday catching up with smallville, greys anatomy, and one tree hill.

and i strongly suggest that if u dont wanna watch a heart-attack inducing episode, stay away from one tree hill season 4 episode 9.

if u wanted to still be annoyed with lana's weird way of speaking like shes talking to flies, begin with season 1. coz until this season... im betting my life she's still the same i-wanted-to-know-the-truth sl*t with the vocal cords of a bumblebee.

i actually get it that lois lane is clark kent's destiny. but wow. the writers really ruined lana lane's image. id rather want her dead than be a skank. you know what i mean?

there's a new eyecandy in smallville. wonder who might that be. *wink wink*

and grey's... not having a single complain. still loving all of them. except for the isaiah washington (dr burke) issue telling t.r. knight (george o'malley) that hes a fag (he actually said the word according to katherine heigl). a lot of people has been complaining and requesting for the producers to fire isaiah and they all think its just one petty quarrel. so what if... mcdreamy says hes a niggah. would they try to punish patrick dempsey for being a racist or its just another itsy issue for them? im just curious.

another bad news... tweener of prison break was arrested from having a gross vehicular accident and killing a 17-yr-old boy. he was later proven positive with alcohol twice the legal limit and was high with coke. sad but now he should try and look for another scofield so he could really break prison. for real.

now i have to sleep or people might confuse narcolepsy and wimpiness if i fall down all of a sudden.

hear ye hear ye!!!

i have never denied that im a big fan of this group. and now that they're coming back... i hope they will still sound as good as before. ^_^

*bop*

"At the end of the day, when it comes down to it, all we really want is to be close to somebody. So this thing where we all keep our distance and pretend not to care about each other... its just a load of bull. So we pick and choose who we want to remain close to. And once weve chosen those people, we tend to stick close by, no matter how much we hurt them. The people who are still with you at the end of the day, those are the ones worth keeping. And sure, close can be too close but sometimes, the invasion of personal space, it can be exactly what you need."

-Meredith Grey
Grey's Anatomy