there are things people just have to say...
it's done.
from now on, i know i can truly be happy--happiness that will last forever.
with my love
with my family
with my friends
i am moving on
it's a bit early for this..
but goodbye 2009. hello 2010!
as part of the tradition...
let me thank the 18 people that contributed a lot in my 19th year of living!
1. Stephanie D.
2. Francine Q.
3. Clariza M.
4. Germain A.
5. Denise N.
6. AJ P.
7. Krista B.
8. Dominic A.
9. Francis G.
10. Armand D.
11. Ellen A.
12. Eugene G.
13. Kurt Y.
14. Ceferino M.
15. Jerlyn M.
and the three biggest parts of this year
16. Anne J.
17. Celynn M.
and
18. Kliff Y.
it is time to forgive, let go and move on.
30 December 2009
29 December 2009
i miss my mom
i bet my life wouldn't have this drastic change if my mom hadn't died.
i wish i could still hug her just like how all the children i saw hugged their parents when they got their christmas gifts. i wish i could still talk to her just like how problematic people run to their moms. i wish i could still see her, touch her and feel her.
wishes like these will never come true...
mom, if you are beside me or simply up there looking at me... can you visit me everyday in my dreams? i wanna talk to you again and just see you. after you died, there's just no one like you.. not even close to being you.
i saw some people cared... but they don't love me like you do...
i know that some of my friends envy me because i had you... but i envy them because they still have their moms and their dads..
everyday i feel like an orphan struggling to see my worth.
i love our family, but it broke up the moment you went away and right now i just feel alone... every single day.
i miss you mom.. you're just the best person i've known...
and i hate that i have to accept the fact that you're gone.. and i'm just talking to my memories of you
**In memory of Evelyn A. Magsumbol
The one who brought me to existence
i bet my life wouldn't have this drastic change if my mom hadn't died.
i wish i could still hug her just like how all the children i saw hugged their parents when they got their christmas gifts. i wish i could still talk to her just like how problematic people run to their moms. i wish i could still see her, touch her and feel her.
wishes like these will never come true...
mom, if you are beside me or simply up there looking at me... can you visit me everyday in my dreams? i wanna talk to you again and just see you. after you died, there's just no one like you.. not even close to being you.
i saw some people cared... but they don't love me like you do...
i know that some of my friends envy me because i had you... but i envy them because they still have their moms and their dads..
everyday i feel like an orphan struggling to see my worth.
i love our family, but it broke up the moment you went away and right now i just feel alone... every single day.
i miss you mom.. you're just the best person i've known...
and i hate that i have to accept the fact that you're gone.. and i'm just talking to my memories of you
**In memory of Evelyn A. Magsumbol
The one who brought me to existence
16 December 2009
22 November 2009
19 November 2009
29 October 2009
05 October 2009
A Message for Those who wish to Run for the 2010 Philippine Election
(especially to the "PRESIDENTIABLES")
The Filipinos have been known to have successfully ousted two presidents because of unity. Recently, we've just portrayed a good example of, again, helping each other especially the victims of typhoons Ondoy and Pepeng. In the future, I really am hoping to see that it's not only in these events that we are known for; I want every Filipinos to be proud of this nation; I want the world setting our country as the example.
The Filipinos are worth dying for, a National Hero once said that, but in today's time... Filipinos are working on their visas to emigrate to first world countries. It's sad to see that Filipinos are studying to get a job in other countries. It's sad to see that Filipinos are seeing what's in other powerful countries not what's good in our own country.
This morning, I rode a bus on the way to school, and I felt bad when I saw a Filipino mom bathing his 2 year old kid along the sidewalks of the highway. With a soap and a jug of water, the mom bathes her 2 year old kid who seems malnourished-- he looks like a pregnant baby (I hope you can picture it). Along that same road, i saw an old Filipino woman (in her 60s or 70s) with her husband beside him-- the woman standing up, but the man in a crouching position looking at the back vommittings. It seems to me that the lolo and lola feel so helpless especially the man who feels sick. Again along that same road, i saw the walls of building with all the spraypaint vandalism written on it. I just sat inside the bus thinking to myself that when i was a kid, i never saw these signs of poverty.
I am an ordinary Filipino girl living with literally nothing extravagant. But I went and am going to the best schools though I live in an ordinary bungalow. I've ridden in almost all kinds of transportation available from kalesa to airplanes, from a kalabaw to F150s. I think I've experienced, saw and heard enough stories to comment on my country.
I've always wanted to have the power of the President, but it will take years, money and effort before I live in Malacanang. So to all presidentiables, please do listen coz you'll have the power, and all I'll have for now is a voice. Please use the position not to gain more money, but use it to do the best things for this country.
When I was a kid, I've been passing by rough rocky roads on my way to school and after more than ten years, those roads didn't become smooth, they became rockier (more baku-bako) and i feel bad that it the community i live in hasn't changed in a good way. Some of the youths in my street, rumor has it, have already stopped schooling.
The President has 6 years in a term, so i suggest you at least address 6 issues
1. Poverty
When I was in high school, I volunteered in an Immersion trip with the Aetas. For 4days and 3 nights, I ate food never served to me in table. I lived for four days without electricity and water. I lived in the mountains without a lavatory to clean myself. I realized that not only there are poor people in manila. There are still a lot in the mountains with no land and jobs and yet, no attention was given to them.
When I drive on the way to school, i pass by bridges and see the people living under those bridges. I don't know how they survive, but sleeping under the bridge seems impossible with all the cars speeding on their way to school and work.
When I am a passenger, i see kids begging and even moms with their babies begging. I am most of the time tempted to give them some coins, but knowing that their just working for illegal syndicate makes me hold back. Sometimes i give them some coins just so they wouldn't be battered or hurt when those syndicates collect their collections.
Poverty is not just in Manila, but all over the country and sometimes hidden in the mountains or under the bridges. i feel bad, and sometimes even cry, when i see poor people in tv. After the documentaries watched, i think to myself... what does the government do after watching those stories. Do they just turn of the tv? or do they really act on it.
I wonder what happened to the three kids who were used in PGMAs first SONA (the one who wrote letters in paper boats). Are they living a good life? If yes, what about their neighbors who didn't write in paper boats? What about the others who can't go to the Pasig River to send paper boats to the president?
2. Health
Health is wealth, but with only around P10 or maybe less allotted for every Filipino for their health... how can health be wealth? I feel bad seeing sick people. I don't go to hospitals hearing coughs, sneezes and cries. I hate it when i see old people in wheelchairs. I feel bad that not a big portion of the government budget is allotted for health. I feel worse knowing that barangay clinics don't have enough medicines for their barangay.
3. Rules
I've always wanted to bring back the time when Filipinos are scared to break rules. I feel that during those times there isn't really peace, but there is discipline.
I hate driving along commonwealth suddenly being stopped by a swerving shuttle bus or jeep. I hate driving along that big road having to stop because of pedestrians crossing just below the over pass. I don't get it. People are so lazy climbing up the stairs but so careless risking their lives. I HATE IT THAT PEOPLE DON'T CARE. POLICEMENT DON'T CARE. I HATE IT THAT VIOLATORS DON'T GET CAUGHT and what i hate most is that when YOU HIT THEM, YOU GET BLAMED.
Why can't rules just be strictly implemented. Jail all the jaywalkers to teach them a lesson. Jail all the rulebreakers whether traffic violators or criminals to teach them a lesson. Jail even the rich people if need be. What are rules for if no one follows it?
I also feel bad that anyone can just buy a stick of cigarette anywhere. IDs seem not to be working.Again.. rules should be implemented not ignored.
4. Trash
There's trash everywhere resulting to pollution resulting to flood, illnesses, then death. No one seems to care. People in their cars just open their window then throw a plastic full of McDo meals. Markets were never clean. There are cigarette butts everywhere. Only in schools where segregation is implemented, but again, only in some there is a strict implementation.
I remember when i was in high school, our school implemented a policy wherein if people do not follow proper segregation of trash, all trash cans will be pulled out. People will have to bring home their leftovers, their trash. it's actually helpful, but do consequences have to exist before people act on certain issues?
5. Education
I believe that if there is proper education, all the other four won't have to be an issue. I feel sad that public schools are still crowded. Why can all public schools be like those in makati where the classrooms are okay and the environment and ambience is good.
Having taught students during outreach activities make me feel worse about the country. Restrooms stink and the smell reaches three classrooms. Students share in one chair and with one book. Students seemingly thinking about nothing but playtime for the reason that, they just can't hear the discussions going on-- the lectures being taught.
6. The government
If the president isn't corrupt, it has a chain effect. Again you have the position and the power to change the country. Do whatever you want with the government! Change its structure! Change its rules! But i hope you do what you can for the country! Even better if you can make impossibilities happen. You have the power I've always wanted to have while I am here shouting but unheard.
People in states watch CSI, Gossip Girl, Dexter... shows that need not be romantic.
People in the Philippines watch romantic comedies, romantic telenovelas, romantic horror films for the reason that majority of the people still wants a feel-good show; something that makes them forget reality.
I learned in my Philo class that all people are part of one reality but has a different view on it. But why can't we work on having a reality equal as them...why can't we experience the beauty and wealth that the Philippines has.
The Philippines is one of the most bountiful country-- the most biodiverse, most abundant in gold deposits, most beautiful sceneries. But why can't Filipinos have the most bountiful life.
Way back 13th century, Filipinos were simple but ornamented with gold.
But as I see now, if we don't work on it, most of the Filipinos will be covered in grease or mud.
I am but a small voice... but i know I am somebody who has plans to change the country
(especially to the "PRESIDENTIABLES")
The Filipinos have been known to have successfully ousted two presidents because of unity. Recently, we've just portrayed a good example of, again, helping each other especially the victims of typhoons Ondoy and Pepeng. In the future, I really am hoping to see that it's not only in these events that we are known for; I want every Filipinos to be proud of this nation; I want the world setting our country as the example.
The Filipinos are worth dying for, a National Hero once said that, but in today's time... Filipinos are working on their visas to emigrate to first world countries. It's sad to see that Filipinos are studying to get a job in other countries. It's sad to see that Filipinos are seeing what's in other powerful countries not what's good in our own country.
This morning, I rode a bus on the way to school, and I felt bad when I saw a Filipino mom bathing his 2 year old kid along the sidewalks of the highway. With a soap and a jug of water, the mom bathes her 2 year old kid who seems malnourished-- he looks like a pregnant baby (I hope you can picture it). Along that same road, i saw an old Filipino woman (in her 60s or 70s) with her husband beside him-- the woman standing up, but the man in a crouching position looking at the back vommittings. It seems to me that the lolo and lola feel so helpless especially the man who feels sick. Again along that same road, i saw the walls of building with all the spraypaint vandalism written on it. I just sat inside the bus thinking to myself that when i was a kid, i never saw these signs of poverty.
I am an ordinary Filipino girl living with literally nothing extravagant. But I went and am going to the best schools though I live in an ordinary bungalow. I've ridden in almost all kinds of transportation available from kalesa to airplanes, from a kalabaw to F150s. I think I've experienced, saw and heard enough stories to comment on my country.
I've always wanted to have the power of the President, but it will take years, money and effort before I live in Malacanang. So to all presidentiables, please do listen coz you'll have the power, and all I'll have for now is a voice. Please use the position not to gain more money, but use it to do the best things for this country.
When I was a kid, I've been passing by rough rocky roads on my way to school and after more than ten years, those roads didn't become smooth, they became rockier (more baku-bako) and i feel bad that it the community i live in hasn't changed in a good way. Some of the youths in my street, rumor has it, have already stopped schooling.
The President has 6 years in a term, so i suggest you at least address 6 issues
1. Poverty
When I was in high school, I volunteered in an Immersion trip with the Aetas. For 4days and 3 nights, I ate food never served to me in table. I lived for four days without electricity and water. I lived in the mountains without a lavatory to clean myself. I realized that not only there are poor people in manila. There are still a lot in the mountains with no land and jobs and yet, no attention was given to them.
When I drive on the way to school, i pass by bridges and see the people living under those bridges. I don't know how they survive, but sleeping under the bridge seems impossible with all the cars speeding on their way to school and work.
When I am a passenger, i see kids begging and even moms with their babies begging. I am most of the time tempted to give them some coins, but knowing that their just working for illegal syndicate makes me hold back. Sometimes i give them some coins just so they wouldn't be battered or hurt when those syndicates collect their collections.
Poverty is not just in Manila, but all over the country and sometimes hidden in the mountains or under the bridges. i feel bad, and sometimes even cry, when i see poor people in tv. After the documentaries watched, i think to myself... what does the government do after watching those stories. Do they just turn of the tv? or do they really act on it.
I wonder what happened to the three kids who were used in PGMAs first SONA (the one who wrote letters in paper boats). Are they living a good life? If yes, what about their neighbors who didn't write in paper boats? What about the others who can't go to the Pasig River to send paper boats to the president?
2. Health
Health is wealth, but with only around P10 or maybe less allotted for every Filipino for their health... how can health be wealth? I feel bad seeing sick people. I don't go to hospitals hearing coughs, sneezes and cries. I hate it when i see old people in wheelchairs. I feel bad that not a big portion of the government budget is allotted for health. I feel worse knowing that barangay clinics don't have enough medicines for their barangay.
3. Rules
I've always wanted to bring back the time when Filipinos are scared to break rules. I feel that during those times there isn't really peace, but there is discipline.
I hate driving along commonwealth suddenly being stopped by a swerving shuttle bus or jeep. I hate driving along that big road having to stop because of pedestrians crossing just below the over pass. I don't get it. People are so lazy climbing up the stairs but so careless risking their lives. I HATE IT THAT PEOPLE DON'T CARE. POLICEMENT DON'T CARE. I HATE IT THAT VIOLATORS DON'T GET CAUGHT and what i hate most is that when YOU HIT THEM, YOU GET BLAMED.
Why can't rules just be strictly implemented. Jail all the jaywalkers to teach them a lesson. Jail all the rulebreakers whether traffic violators or criminals to teach them a lesson. Jail even the rich people if need be. What are rules for if no one follows it?
I also feel bad that anyone can just buy a stick of cigarette anywhere. IDs seem not to be working.Again.. rules should be implemented not ignored.
4. Trash
There's trash everywhere resulting to pollution resulting to flood, illnesses, then death. No one seems to care. People in their cars just open their window then throw a plastic full of McDo meals. Markets were never clean. There are cigarette butts everywhere. Only in schools where segregation is implemented, but again, only in some there is a strict implementation.
I remember when i was in high school, our school implemented a policy wherein if people do not follow proper segregation of trash, all trash cans will be pulled out. People will have to bring home their leftovers, their trash. it's actually helpful, but do consequences have to exist before people act on certain issues?
5. Education
I believe that if there is proper education, all the other four won't have to be an issue. I feel sad that public schools are still crowded. Why can all public schools be like those in makati where the classrooms are okay and the environment and ambience is good.
Having taught students during outreach activities make me feel worse about the country. Restrooms stink and the smell reaches three classrooms. Students share in one chair and with one book. Students seemingly thinking about nothing but playtime for the reason that, they just can't hear the discussions going on-- the lectures being taught.
6. The government
If the president isn't corrupt, it has a chain effect. Again you have the position and the power to change the country. Do whatever you want with the government! Change its structure! Change its rules! But i hope you do what you can for the country! Even better if you can make impossibilities happen. You have the power I've always wanted to have while I am here shouting but unheard.
People in states watch CSI, Gossip Girl, Dexter... shows that need not be romantic.
People in the Philippines watch romantic comedies, romantic telenovelas, romantic horror films for the reason that majority of the people still wants a feel-good show; something that makes them forget reality.
I learned in my Philo class that all people are part of one reality but has a different view on it. But why can't we work on having a reality equal as them...why can't we experience the beauty and wealth that the Philippines has.
The Philippines is one of the most bountiful country-- the most biodiverse, most abundant in gold deposits, most beautiful sceneries. But why can't Filipinos have the most bountiful life.
Way back 13th century, Filipinos were simple but ornamented with gold.
But as I see now, if we don't work on it, most of the Filipinos will be covered in grease or mud.
I am but a small voice... but i know I am somebody who has plans to change the country
04 October 2009
ondoy. pepeng. these are the two storms that gave students a lot of time to rest; these are the two storms that destroyed lives and houses; these are the two storms, that gave way for procrastination.
i've been at home for 2 days. unusual but true.
it's tiring. no maid meant that i have to clean the house.. and i've been cleaning this house for 2 days straight. plus the papers due tomorrow.
i miss the days when i can just sleep anytime i want.
i miss the days when i adore my body. (i am so freaking thin right now, just so you know)
21" waist line, 85lbs. weight. my body's scaring me. i've been thin ever since birth but now, i am UNUSUALLY THIN and i feel ugly.
i miss kliff. i haven't seen him since friday
i miss my mom i haven't seen him since 2004
i miss my sisters. we haven't spent time together since forever.
I MISS THE FAMILY I USE TO HAVE DINNER WITH.
this is sad.
this entry is boring.
i've been at home for 2 days. unusual but true.
it's tiring. no maid meant that i have to clean the house.. and i've been cleaning this house for 2 days straight. plus the papers due tomorrow.
i miss the days when i can just sleep anytime i want.
i miss the days when i adore my body. (i am so freaking thin right now, just so you know)
21" waist line, 85lbs. weight. my body's scaring me. i've been thin ever since birth but now, i am UNUSUALLY THIN and i feel ugly.
i miss kliff. i haven't seen him since friday
i miss my mom i haven't seen him since 2004
i miss my sisters. we haven't spent time together since forever.
I MISS THE FAMILY I USE TO HAVE DINNER WITH.
this is sad.
this entry is boring.
14 September 2009
alone in school, feeling sleepy.
it currently 12:35 on my watch and yet i feel the urge of just going to bed and sleep. contrary to what most people say, 3rd year for me is not that stressful, there are just stuff needed to be done for each subject and all are due day after the other.
i have the best schedule and i guess, i got the best professors... but seriously, it's different when you're seating in a class wherein everyone has their own close friends... too bad for me, in my classes, my close friends aren't there.
i was staring blankly at the blackboard a while ago, thinking what other people are doing. i feel bad that there's just no one to talk to-- my best friend's in the states while my boyfriend's still at home sleeping; my friends are in their own schools and my sisters are on their own.
it's just me waiting too see someone i'm close with.
i miss the old times when i attend classes and everyone i sit beside with are my friends. i miss the times when lunch breaks are time for childish games. i miss the times when after eating, my friends and i go to our classroom to savor the cool temperature brought by the aircon and just sing endlessly on top of our lungs... and when the lunch break ends... we're exhausted, but silently laughing at the foolishness we've done. i miss those days. i miss high school
it's different now that everyone has a different schedule and in a different school.
it's different now that the person i miss is in a different place (i wish i could hug him tightly)
it's different now that when i talk to people, the things they tell me are dead boring. it's different now that everyone's going on their own way.
i wish i could talk to someone.
i really wish i could. at this time, in this place....
at this very moment.
it currently 12:35 on my watch and yet i feel the urge of just going to bed and sleep. contrary to what most people say, 3rd year for me is not that stressful, there are just stuff needed to be done for each subject and all are due day after the other.
i have the best schedule and i guess, i got the best professors... but seriously, it's different when you're seating in a class wherein everyone has their own close friends... too bad for me, in my classes, my close friends aren't there.
i was staring blankly at the blackboard a while ago, thinking what other people are doing. i feel bad that there's just no one to talk to-- my best friend's in the states while my boyfriend's still at home sleeping; my friends are in their own schools and my sisters are on their own.
it's just me waiting too see someone i'm close with.
i miss the old times when i attend classes and everyone i sit beside with are my friends. i miss the times when lunch breaks are time for childish games. i miss the times when after eating, my friends and i go to our classroom to savor the cool temperature brought by the aircon and just sing endlessly on top of our lungs... and when the lunch break ends... we're exhausted, but silently laughing at the foolishness we've done. i miss those days. i miss high school
it's different now that everyone has a different schedule and in a different school.
it's different now that the person i miss is in a different place (i wish i could hug him tightly)
it's different now that when i talk to people, the things they tell me are dead boring. it's different now that everyone's going on their own way.
i wish i could talk to someone.
i really wish i could. at this time, in this place....
at this very moment.
08 September 2009
070909
22:24
No classes today. The President declared last Friday that it’s a special holiday today to give tribute to the late Iglesia ni Kristo founder.
I heard the announcement last Friday while I was studying for my test on the next day. I was sooo happy to hear that it was declared that there will be no classes for today, and to spread the happiness to people who I know that doesn’t watch the news, I told the good news to Kliff. He began asking me to sleepover at their place or go to Tagaytay with his family, but then I suddenly remembered that Daddy Doc invited my family to go to the province since Lara, his granddaughter will be christened on Sunday. I, then thought that maybe it’s a good time to spend the weekend in the province. And so I did with Celynn and of course, with Kliff.
It has been a long time since I last went to the province. I didn’t get a chance to visit Quezon last summer because I have classes and I went to Dumaguete during the 2-week break and going there will double the spending that I will incur. I missed the Quezon so bad that living in Manila is already boring me.
In Quezon.
For some reasons I was so scared to bring Kliff to the province. One is I didn’t get a chance to tell my aunts about it. Second, I know that my dad’s scared that people might be saying things about his daughter again, me. Third, I don’t know how people will be reacting, and lastly, it’s because there’s a big chance that Kliff will be seeing the person who he hates a lot. And that… I don’t wanna write about.
It was fun. I really had fun. Knowing that my relatives, especially my cousins know who Kliff is meant so special to me. Seeing them talk to him even just for a little conversation made me happy. Me being with my cousins was something that I missed, and what makes it more special is that I am with. Not to forget, seeing Kliff play with them was something I’ve always wanted to happen. And of course, I get to introduce Kliff to the most special person in my life, my mom. Now, every special person in my life knows him. All of my family knows him, and I’m really really glad that my dad, my sisters and my cousins is approved of him. I love this fact.
Being in Dolores was again, something that I missed. The air, the rain, the smell… At last, I get again to feel the feeling of being home. Now that school’s really stressing me up and making me feel depressed, I know I needed that little break. And that one-day break really made me extra happy; it feels like being recharged again.
Before sleeping, I stayed with Kliff in the yellow room (well, one thing I expected to happen: Kliff and I not sleeping in one bed). That was the most special moment: something that I know will always make me smile and cry at the same time. I don’t know how I’m going to write about it and what about it that I have to write.. That moment is something I can’t put into words right now because seriously, it’s something I’m going to treasure but to give you a gist of it, Kliff told me that he tried to talk to my mom and that he feels that my mom gave signs of her approval of him. He wept and so did I and that makes the moment magical and special because our tears weren’t caused by depression, mourning or sadness. It just feels like, and I know coz I can see through his eyes that he truly deeply loves me. And I do also. I love him. I really really really do. No lies. No anxieties. No hesitations.
I feel like I’m the luckiest girl in the world and although I often think that it might be wrong coz to good to be true…. It’s true.
And you know what.. It really is magic especially if that someone who stares at your face smiling, with his eyes sparkling, with his heartfelt words, with his fingers intertwined with yours. It’s just magic especially that I know, I feel and I see that…
it’s true.
22:24
No classes today. The President declared last Friday that it’s a special holiday today to give tribute to the late Iglesia ni Kristo founder.
I heard the announcement last Friday while I was studying for my test on the next day. I was sooo happy to hear that it was declared that there will be no classes for today, and to spread the happiness to people who I know that doesn’t watch the news, I told the good news to Kliff. He began asking me to sleepover at their place or go to Tagaytay with his family, but then I suddenly remembered that Daddy Doc invited my family to go to the province since Lara, his granddaughter will be christened on Sunday. I, then thought that maybe it’s a good time to spend the weekend in the province. And so I did with Celynn and of course, with Kliff.
It has been a long time since I last went to the province. I didn’t get a chance to visit Quezon last summer because I have classes and I went to Dumaguete during the 2-week break and going there will double the spending that I will incur. I missed the Quezon so bad that living in Manila is already boring me.
In Quezon.
For some reasons I was so scared to bring Kliff to the province. One is I didn’t get a chance to tell my aunts about it. Second, I know that my dad’s scared that people might be saying things about his daughter again, me. Third, I don’t know how people will be reacting, and lastly, it’s because there’s a big chance that Kliff will be seeing the person who he hates a lot. And that… I don’t wanna write about.
It was fun. I really had fun. Knowing that my relatives, especially my cousins know who Kliff is meant so special to me. Seeing them talk to him even just for a little conversation made me happy. Me being with my cousins was something that I missed, and what makes it more special is that I am with. Not to forget, seeing Kliff play with them was something I’ve always wanted to happen. And of course, I get to introduce Kliff to the most special person in my life, my mom. Now, every special person in my life knows him. All of my family knows him, and I’m really really glad that my dad, my sisters and my cousins is approved of him. I love this fact.
Being in Dolores was again, something that I missed. The air, the rain, the smell… At last, I get again to feel the feeling of being home. Now that school’s really stressing me up and making me feel depressed, I know I needed that little break. And that one-day break really made me extra happy; it feels like being recharged again.
Before sleeping, I stayed with Kliff in the yellow room (well, one thing I expected to happen: Kliff and I not sleeping in one bed). That was the most special moment: something that I know will always make me smile and cry at the same time. I don’t know how I’m going to write about it and what about it that I have to write.. That moment is something I can’t put into words right now because seriously, it’s something I’m going to treasure but to give you a gist of it, Kliff told me that he tried to talk to my mom and that he feels that my mom gave signs of her approval of him. He wept and so did I and that makes the moment magical and special because our tears weren’t caused by depression, mourning or sadness. It just feels like, and I know coz I can see through his eyes that he truly deeply loves me. And I do also. I love him. I really really really do. No lies. No anxieties. No hesitations.
I feel like I’m the luckiest girl in the world and although I often think that it might be wrong coz to good to be true…. It’s true.
And you know what.. It really is magic especially if that someone who stares at your face smiling, with his eyes sparkling, with his heartfelt words, with his fingers intertwined with yours. It’s just magic especially that I know, I feel and I see that…
it’s true.
06 August 2009
21 July 2009
The blog previously posted was me with kliff beside me... "butting in" while i type.. well it was fun blogging with him... someone reacts beside me while i type. So if ever you get confused while reading my previous blog, then it's because someone else is typing.
Moving on,i realized that i haven't told so much about him--how we met, how he became my boyfriend, and how we are right now. Right now, at this moment, i'm happy. i'm happy to have him. just a side note, He was texting me all day with i love yous at the end of his message and you know what... i love him same way he does or maybe greater or maybe less, but i love him.. that i am really certain of.
Well, i am supposed to have met Kliff Young in Ateneo de Manila University on my first day as a college student, but i didn't. I am supposed to have met him on the first semester of my freshmen days, but i didn't. I met him in a common friend's party during the semestral break (october 26 2007) and i didn't remember him until the next day. Why am i supposed to have met him, you may ask. Just so you know, he's my blockmate and in Ateneo your blockmates are your classmates in most subjects in the first two years.
I got drunk and he was the one who dropped me off my house.I didn't remember anything until my sister told me that kliff texted. so that's the first time we met. I, drunk and wasted. He, sober and the complete opposite of who I am.
The rest of the story continues as my life with him goes on, but for now, i have to go.
Moving on,i realized that i haven't told so much about him--how we met, how he became my boyfriend, and how we are right now. Right now, at this moment, i'm happy. i'm happy to have him. just a side note, He was texting me all day with i love yous at the end of his message and you know what... i love him same way he does or maybe greater or maybe less, but i love him.. that i am really certain of.
Well, i am supposed to have met Kliff Young in Ateneo de Manila University on my first day as a college student, but i didn't. I am supposed to have met him on the first semester of my freshmen days, but i didn't. I met him in a common friend's party during the semestral break (october 26 2007) and i didn't remember him until the next day. Why am i supposed to have met him, you may ask. Just so you know, he's my blockmate and in Ateneo your blockmates are your classmates in most subjects in the first two years.
I got drunk and he was the one who dropped me off my house.I didn't remember anything until my sister told me that kliff texted. so that's the first time we met. I, drunk and wasted. He, sober and the complete opposite of who I am.
The rest of the story continues as my life with him goes on, but for now, i have to go.
This is how we met.- by Roma Magsumbol
i met him on the worst day of my life
and as time passes by i realize
that this guy, has changed me
and turned my dark days, my nights
into a life, i call LIFE.
20 July 2009
here i am. at home. with kliff young beside me. hmmm. i wonder if he'll still be the guy beside me ten or twenty years from now. nothing is certain.. but he sounds so certain about things. and it's scaring me. no, don't be scared. because if we are both certain of today, then tomorrow's uncertainties are no more.
anyway, it's been almost a year since i last updated. things have changed, and i got myself a boyfriend. and me, a girlfriend. again, he's the guy beside me, kliff young. hello there!
wouldn't it be funny to read this entry a year from now. life's been terribly boring in school. just hang in there, i'm coming back to you.. be patient.. at home, my elder sisters have gone.and it's just me and celynn.
may already has a baby. sid just turned 3. and i, the great goddess of insanity,am in a lovey-dovey life and enjoying every moment. of it... :D
now its my turn. you may not know me yet, or maybe you do. Hi there! i think i might be one of the assholes that she has been talking about and i regret everything i've done then. i do. you may laugh, but it really has made me feel terribly about myself. while she's texting, i wanna tell you that i love her. i super duper do. our scret ha! hehehe :D that was hmmm. sweet and touching.. and let me tell this to all readers!!! i love him too.. and though in life there will be too many uncertanties... those three words, i am certain of. love will prevail... sobrang cheesy!kadiri ka!
anyway, it's been almost a year since i last updated. things have changed, and i got myself a boyfriend. and me, a girlfriend. again, he's the guy beside me, kliff young. hello there!
wouldn't it be funny to read this entry a year from now. life's been terribly boring in school. just hang in there, i'm coming back to you.. be patient.. at home, my elder sisters have gone.and it's just me and celynn.
may already has a baby. sid just turned 3. and i, the great goddess of insanity,am in a lovey-dovey life and enjoying every moment. of it... :D
now its my turn. you may not know me yet, or maybe you do. Hi there! i think i might be one of the assholes that she has been talking about and i regret everything i've done then. i do. you may laugh, but it really has made me feel terribly about myself. while she's texting, i wanna tell you that i love her. i super duper do. our scret ha! hehehe :D that was hmmm. sweet and touching.. and let me tell this to all readers!!! i love him too.. and though in life there will be too many uncertanties... those three words, i am certain of. love will prevail... sobrang cheesy!kadiri ka!
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