•June 3, 2010 • Leave a Comment
I know it’s too late but I’m sorry nonetheless. I apologize for a lot of things but most of all, I apologize for not having loved you as I should have. For drawing back, for keeping a big part of myself to myself.
I’m sorry I was scared. You see – love makes you vulnerable. Love means being responsible for someone else and vice versa. I knew I could make you unbelievably happy. The thing is – I didn’t, can’t, trust you to do the same for me. And I know it wasn’t really fair because you gave it your all while I only gave what I can.
I’m sorry for pushing you away, I realize that now. The tantrums, the mood swings, the cravings, the cold shoulders, the flirting – all those were made to test you. I’m sorry. I was pushing you away because in my heart I know, I didn’t deserve it. How could I when I love you less? And every time you handled the tantrums, ignored the mood swings, dealt with my cravings, endured through the cold shoulders and the flirting — every single time — I realize the pitiable extent of my feelings compared to yours. What was it again — the brighter the light is, the darker the shadows that lurk?
I’m sorry, I really am.
•August 5, 2009 • Leave a Comment
I’m picking up my pen again.
Because it’s the least that I can do.
Because you remind me that whatever little I have to say, I have the right to say it and be heard.
Because you inspire me to offer a part of myself again and not fear rejection.
So I’m picking up my pen again (and will strive to write something worthy) for the woman in yellow.
•February 27, 2009 • 1 Comment
I really didn’t like blogging.
I mean, i tried it and as you can see, I failed.. given that my last post was more than a year ago.
I just didn’t like the way some people blogged. It’s like self-advertising. It’s like asking for attention.
and i don’t really like asking for attention.. I’m used to getting it without even asking. hahahhahaha
Seriously though, I didn’t like blogging. I mean, if i have nothing important to write for people to read, then maybe it’s better to just write it in a diary. I still don’t understand why people blog about little things, little unimportant things.
Whatever. I’m just rambling… just saying that I’m back.
Here’s to second chances.. i think.
•August 23, 2007 • 1 Comment
I hate electronic messages that tell you about Christ and then ask you to pass the message on – electronically. I believe that you do not exercise faith just by answering to a call in an electronic letter or through a text message. I hate having to feel guilty because I don’t want to pass the message on – Am I not doing my Christian role when I refuse to clog other people’s email with this? Am I evil if I refuse to encourage religious commercialism?
Yes. I know that in this modern world it becomes more difficult to have a closer relationship with your God but I honestly don’t believe that a simple, pass-on letter would help. Will I be included in the list of those who go to heaven if I am one of those people who forwarded the message?
I believe in communicating with your own God personally, not through any medium. If you’re a Christian, then Christ is the only way for you to communicate with God – not a cellphone, not a PC.
Who the hell started this? I think it’s Globe or Smart.
Warning: Don’t send me messages and letters that ask me to pass it on, particularly if it’s a religious one. It really pisses me off.
•August 11, 2007 • 1 Comment
We are having a big issue about garbage.
We’ve had problems about garbage before. You see nobody wants to take responsibility for the garbage meaning nobody wants to take it out even though it’s brimming full. Our garbage then cultivates a whole community of maggots making it less likely for someone to take the garbage out. This has happened a lot of times that the fact that we haven’t fought about it is amazing.
It was then that I devised a solution to our garbage issue. At that time, Ryan and I are the usual people who take the garbage out. Ate Mic is usually home by four or five and by then, the garbage people are nowhere to be found. So I just said that Ryan, Aaron and I would alternately take the garbage out and Ate Mic would be the one to buy the garbage bag. It all seemed fair and it was working.
August 4, Saturday: I took out the garbage. Time for a new garbage bag.
August 7, Tuesday: Although not yet full, I closed the bag because a few more days and maggots would start to camp. I told Aaron that it was his turn to throw it out.
August 8, Wednesday: Aaron arrived before 12 and said that he can’t take the garbage out because he can’t find the garbage people anymore. He promised he’d arrive home early Wednesday to take it out. Although I think he can still throw the garbage out and he just has to look for the garbage people, I didn’t say anything because he promised he’d throw it out by the next day.
August 9, Thursday: Aaron arrived late again. The garbage just stayed there.
August 10, Friday: Hello Maggots!
August 11, Saturday: Hello Even Bigger, Nastier Maggots!
Continue reading ‘Rubbish Rumble’
•August 10, 2007 • Leave a Comment
I want to travel. I love to travel.
It seems like I still have a lot of places to go before I can call myself well-travelled… and to think that’s just the Philippines.
Bakit kasi walang magic carpet, or Floo powder.
My Lakbayan grade is C!
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Created by Eugene Villar.
•August 10, 2007 • Leave a Comment
My blog silence was just supposed to last a few days but well, it lasted for three months.
Can a lot of things happen in three months? Not really if you’re stuck at home for the last two months. haha
But a lot has happened around me. I see myself right now as the only immobile person in a very crowded street. Others are just passing me by without even a glance, some stop to say hi, some just well.. some don’t pass my street anymore. They’ve changed route, I guess.
I want to talk about a lot of things – about the election and how I found two envelopes containing 600 pesos each. I was furious. I was disappointed. About Chiz Escudero – how I so wanted him to win yet in the end, it seems like he’s with the administration. About the lack of rain for the past few months and how it’s been raining nonstop. I’m babbling. I don’t make sense.
Well, not making sense seems like the most sensible thing a person does after waking up from a very long and deep dream.