Papá

My cousin posted this and I was impelled to post this with a few more words to add. My dad worked really hard (with my mom) to give us the BEST that they can. Papa had a hard life growing up as his mom died early and was unable to finish school. He experienced a lot of things that makes me really sad everytime I remember his stories. Yet that didn’t stop him from working hard and making sure we are well tended and taken care of. I love him with every bit of cell in my body though people may sometimes think otherwise. Here is why.

Me and my dad have a very special relationship. I am a daddy’s girl that’s because I’m the ONLY girl! Haha! I am so much like my mom, moody and serious while papa is cool and calm. He has his way of being funny and being the serious me, instead of laughing, I either smirk or nag. Sometimes I think I’m being more of the parent than he is. I am more strict, I ask more questions and I definitely scold him a lot. He understands me though. He sees that deep within I meant well. He knows that I love him for everything he has done and is doing for me. And that he will always be my first love and the BEST DAD for me!

Bestfriends

I don’t have words to express how happy I am that God has given me the gift of having a bestfriend. I don’t have a sister so she’s pretty much my sister, critic, partner-in-crime and bestfriend rolled into one.

We were inseparable then and suddenly, life happened. Lost each other for almost 8 years and now, we are back together! Bickering about the silliest things, talking about anything and everything and seeing each other everytime we can! After all, we work in the same company and just few blocks away from each other!

Just keep wishing

My ideal guy just got married. I still feel the pain of knowing that, that one last person (maybe) who has the values, ideals and ‘quirks’ s that I like most in a guy is already taken. Don’t get me wrong, I am not in-love. I just wish I could’ve cloned him first before he settled down…

Somehow, beneath my sadness I came to realize that they’re perfect for each other.

Theirs was a real fairytale love story. I heard it so many times. I was jealous of their fate. I was crazy looking for that same fairytale. I was hoping for that same miracle to come. Then after everything else, I am happy. He is happy. And everyone tried their best to make everything perfect. The sound system and visual presentations were great, the guests were prompt, the family were very supportive and the weather was cooperative. It was indeed their perfect day. Then again, their perfect day left a stain in me. It stung me, left me speechless and made me immobile for an hour or two. I just don’t know what to feel to this day.

I know I already mentioned sad and happy in the same paragraph yet I still feel there’s something else. There’s something missing. I just can’t get my finger on it. I CAN think straight but I just don’t know what else is there. The heart can do wonders. It can feel a lot of great and terrible emotions, and surprisingly survive it. And I am currently having mixed emotions. I still have no idea why I am writing this as I am unable to put in to words what I felt and still feeling. I just wish that I can be as fortunate as this lucky girl who got this one great guy. And I guess all I can do now is just keep wishing…

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it’s another day, Friday’s long gone… no need to worry about the things that didn’t happen and no point of worrying about the things that could’ve been…

 

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Longing…

I loved words,

I loved music,

I loved youth,

I loved art,

I loved science,

I loved religion…

 

Yet I drown,

yet I fall,

yet the ground where I stand crumble

To date or Not to date

I have been single for a few months now. Going back to those times, I felt then that it was the end and thought of giving up. I shouldn’t be thinking about anything but to move on. Move forward with life. So, I tried. I was a bit defensive right after the break-up and didn’t want anything to do with a lot of things.

I am a hopeless romantic but I can’t get my hopes up at the thought of getting hurt again by believing in love.

To distract myself, I went out. I traveled and met friends who comforted me. I quit my job to find something more interesting and to have time for myself. And I had a blast living my life the way I wanted for a few months. Then this movie I just watched kinda kicked me in the head and woke me up. I somehow understood what happened and how to avoid it from happening again (i think i’ll try).

You see, there is what they say, it’s either you’re the Rule or the Exception.  Rule is equivalent to ‘He’s not THAT into you’. Exception on the other hand is when you found someone interesting and that someone finds you MORE interesting. So far, what I came up with is that I am the ‘RULE’. Maybe I’ve been someone’s exception way back but I just didn’t quite grasp that thought then. But as of this writing, I am the rule.

I haven’t fully entertained the idea of dating yet again but I guess I’ll be taking my chances soon. I have to consider and believe that someone is out there for me. Someone who sees me as the ‘Exception to all the Rules’. Borrowing the line of Seeley Booth to Temperance Brennan – “There’s someone you’re meant to spend the rest of your life with…”

I know that I may be in for a surprise or shock even, but I believe that I can live and deal with it. I have to be strong and courageous to face life’s and love’s challenges. I afterall, am a hopeless romantic.

(To date or not to date? I guess, it still depends on the kind of guy I meet.) 🙂

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I want someone who comes into my life by accident and stays on purpose…

Unbroken

How do you heal an unbroken heart?

How do you tame it’s cries so shallow?

How do you ignore it whimpering behind every smile and laugh?

How?

Heartbeat

I felt my heart beat again.  It’s been a couple of weeks now when it started.  I just don’t know why…  I guess, I just missed you…

There was no special occasion.  No significant event.  But somehow something within me awakened.  I guess it’s been a while.  And you were just simply — there, and I — here.

There were no words.  There were no meetings.  There was nothing.  Absolutely nothing…

Somehow —

It kept me smiling.  Every time I feel it.  Every thump, every breath, every raindrop.  It made me smile.

I felt my heart beat again.  It’s been a couple of weeks now when it started.  I just don’t know why…  I guess I just missed you… and I guess someday it’ll tire of missing you.

If it’s Love – Train

I fell in love with this the first moment I saw it.