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…of love and of friendship…
February 25, 2008, 1:24 am
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FRIENDSHIP…what it is really all about? Is it simple as knowing someone and helping him every now and then? Or does it go deeper than that? Is it a plain as an every thing? Or as complicated mystery as love?

It seem as if friendship has become second fiddle to love. Millions of songs have been written about love but only a handful has been written about friendship. Is friendship inferior in comparison to love?

I have thought about it for some time. In many instances; it does seems that way, isn’t it? However, i do not think it should be. Love and friendship should be together, in the same way that oxygen and hydrogen are needed to form water. Love and friendship are both needed in any relationships.

Love exists in friendship. How many times have you felt defensive when someone said something against your best friend? Don’t you ever felt even a little jealous whenever your best friend prefers to hang around with someone else? Haven’t you notice the way you give in, the way you somehow become more understanding whenever your best was concern? Or when you fight, and you think that you hate him, have you ever realized that the feeling of hate comes from the fact that you cared enough about him to be hurt about what happened.

All these things, do they differ all that much from love?

Love is also friendship, but with spark of magic. In any relationship, it is more important that you are also friends. In fact, in marriage, your partner should be your best friend.

Think. You are going to spend and share the rest of your life with him. He/She’s  going to be the one who would listen to your nightmares in the middle of the night. The one who’s going to ask you how you spend your day, the one whose going to worry when you seem to have a problem. If you’re not friends, how can you manage all that? If you choose to reveal your secrets to someone else besides him, do you think your marriage will stay long?

A friendship should be build on trust. Love alone is not enough. The magical haze sometimes prevents you from focusing clearly and provides insecurities. You think about him, and you worry that he might be thinking of someone else. You always want him to be in your sight because you want to make a track of what he/she is doing. He/she says he/she loves you but you just can’t feel contented unless he/she continually show it.

Friendship provides this trust. It’s being together and feeling close to each other without having the need to say anything. It’s thinking about him because you want to and not because you expect to be thought in return. It’s allowing him to have his own friends…allowing him to grow as an individual and not just a part of partnership – and not expecting to have his full attention all the time. It knows that, in some ways you grow separately without growing apart.

Where there is love in friendship, then it is true friendship; where there is friendship in love, then it is true love…

Some things makes you wonder…isn’t it????

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…feeLing bLue…
February 25, 2008, 12:48 am
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There are times in our lives when we are swept over by raging emotions. Times when we are overwhelmed by sadness and over come by misery. Times when we feel that we’re only love for the worth of others could get from us and not for who we really are. It is natural to fell this way. Sometimes, we all need to be alone, to feel blue, to feel lonely, to listen to a song and cry.

Then we ask ourselves, “Why this song have to end?”, “why do we have to cry when love is taken away from us?”, “why does it hurt when we let go of someone we love?. In a relationship we treasure, “the hardest thing to do is saying goodbye and getting someone free”. In every last embrace, a part of us dies. Every teardrop that falls washes away our hopes. Then we are nothing left but with pain and bitterness, because we have lost love but never know how and will probably never know why.

We try to let get away but every move that we make somehow has its own way of reminding us of the past all over again. Every turn of our head and every blink of an eye remind us of love lost in eternity. It makes us wonder how one person can makes us feel so empty, so alone and so desolate.

Every song no matter how beautiful it is will have to end on its last note. Like everyday has a night, and all that started will all have to end on its last time..It is inevitability that we cannot restrain, something that we cannot control, and just a fact we have to accept and live up with.

Let us remember that our live doesn’t have to end when our heartaches begins. Somewhere, somehow, someone will come along and sing us his songs of love. Someday, somewhere, someone will fill our lives with joy and happiness. Somehow will find love again. It will wipe away our tears and bring us the promise of a new life, a new hope and a beautiful beginning..

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…the tragedy of LOVE…
February 25, 2008, 12:30 am
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They say that only time can heal the wounds of a broken heart. Time makes it easier to accept the loss of people we love. It is a chain that all of us go through–falling in love and getting hurt. Getting hurt and vowing not to love again. Promising not to love again and becoming miserable all our lives.

It isn’t easy getting up on our feet after a cripping fall, but there’s just no other way but to stand up and move on. Nobody wants to become unhappy all his life. All of us know how love can bring magic into our lives. Have you ever realized how good it felt waking up in the morning knowing that somewhere out there, there’s a person who’s also thinking of you and feels exactly the way you do? Doesn’t feel good looking forward being with that person and spending memorable moments with him? Love brings joy beyond compare and that warm and sparkling glow in each of us. Love brings us to the top of the world where we can conquer just any obstacle that may come along our way. It is a great feeling love is. There is probably nothing else in this world that can compare to this.

There may be many of us feel that love has passed us by and finding we can share out lives with seems to be a remote possibility. We watch our trains go by as time swiftly drifts away from us. We may be in control of our lives but we feel somewhat helpless in relationships. There is no guarantee that comes with loving. It is always a risk of getting involved with someone. But it is a risk that we have to take if we want to find real happiness. For there is no pain without gain, there is no permanence without commitment and there is no lasting love without constant sacrifice.

The tragedy of love is in getting hurt. The tragedy of getting hurt is not wanting to love again. And the tragedy of not wanting to love again is in being all our lives. If it is what we want to be, then we could just stay in our shell and be miserably forgotten. But if it is love we choose, then there is a promise of a new life, the joy in being able to share that life with someone and the hope of finding something beautiful and keeping it forever…

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..i just wish i knew me…
February 22, 2008, 6:56 am
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I drowned myself to the spirit of liquors last week. I used to be like that lately..i am happy with that and i don’t know why. I just want to temporary forget all that is bothering me as I danced with Bacchus running away from what so called REALITY. This is not me, I told myself as I smiled with the people around me. I asked myself, why I am here? Do they even know me? I have fucked myself all over again from these places, and I love it……..just for now.I am living in the world where you need to put those game faces every time you need to peek into daily living. Masks worn out, but still they offered the best lies a girl like me could offer. I’m like a peacock, designed with those flamboyant colors, but then the peacock and a chicken seems don’t have a difference when you stripped down those feathers. Damn yeah, I’m the greatest player for this life…..i’m the greatest fool…and the greatest PRETENDER!!!

I don’t know myself. I just don’t know who I am and who I need to be. Can you hear me?

I’ve got two sides. But none of them will work for me.

I smiled again to the people surrounding me. The prettiest smile a girl could ever give. But behind those smiles were my evil grin consuming me. This is not me. I told myself. This is not me..

Sometimes I need to hate the world. Its unfair. Its evil. Its full of angst, all bestowed on me. I need to find myself. I need to find comfort, not from the other people but to the self I’m longing for. Where can I find me?

The show ended leaving myself solitary in these empty cold borders. I lie on my bed, thinking that by the sun comes up this morning, I will see a million mask buzzing around me. And I’m one of them.

Sleep embraced me. Taking me to the place where I can be myself. Fully. Unbound.Free. But just for the moment.

Tonight, Ill ask myself again………….this is not me…and where do i can find me???

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…wHy iT hUrTs tO mIsS sOmEoNe???…
February 22, 2008, 6:56 am
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Have you ever missed someone and felt terrible because you think that he/she doesn’t miss u?

Missing someone is a terrible but at the same time, sweet feeling. You will be sitting around wondering if you meant anything to him/her. Thinking if he/she ever cares about u. Rushing to the phone once it rings hoping that it’s him/her. Looking out of the window hoping that he/she will surprise you by appearing downstairs. Sitting in front of the television but thinking of him, missing the final episode of your favorite show.

Laying on your bed, thinking of the last time you were out together.Thinking of how nice it will be to sit under the stars again, talking about everything, your dreams, plans, future. Logging on to the internet hoping to see him/her online, or he/ she drop by a message on your email. When you realize that he/she isn’t online and did not return your page, u will start worrying if he/she is okay. Missing someone is a way of growing up i guess. It exposes you to loneliness. It teaches you how to cope with being lonely and let u know that there is actually a feeling known as emptiness.

Sometimes it feels good to miss someone. You know that you really care and you indulge in the feeling of loving/caring for him/her. But missing someone and not knowing if he/she is feeling the same is terrible. You feel as if you are being left alone.

I don’t know why i feel this way, i told myself that i should not feel this feeling because it will just hurt me, but my heart told me to do so. Honestly , i just missed a friend. I don’t know how long we’ve been not seeing each other and the thought of that kills me and give me sleepless nights. How i wished she knew that i terribly missed her. It hurts me every time that i think that she is with someone else. It hurts me every time she’s telling stories to others without even knowing me. I don’t know if it is jealousy or I am just being selfish. i told myself that i know where should i stand. i just missed the old times, the long talks until the break of dawn, the bottle of beers we used to drink that used to be our bonding buddy, the laughters and the tears we used to shared. (haysz…)

“I try to talk to you, but I don’t know what to say. I am afraid you don’t want me to say anything. So I don’t. But inside of me there are words waiting to come out. And tell you how I feel-like how I miss you. And how I love you despite my broken heart. And how much I want you to be with me. But those words may forever stay in my heart-locked inside. Sometimes I wonder if there are words locked inside you too… but I’ll never know.”

“As I look back on all that’s happened..growing up, growing together, changing you, changing me — there were times when we dreamed together, when we laughed and cried together. As I look back on those days, I realize how much I truly miss you and how much I truly cared for you. The past may be gone forever..and whatever the future holds, our todays make the memories of tomorrow. So,to my friend, it is hoping that you’ll always carry my smile with you, for all we have meant to each other and for whatever the future may hold.”

This is a feeling very weird…when you’ve been with someone for a time, when you are away, you are bound to miss him/her, aren’t you?? we just didn’t know we were supposed to control our emotions, when it comes to our own feelings …that would be kept in mind and in heart.

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…Project Lafftrip Laffapallooza…
February 22, 2008, 6:49 am
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blogs…ano ba yun???nakakain ba un???kung ano man yun..hindi ko alam..nung una hindi ko alam ibig sabihin ng salitang ito..hindi naman ako kasi computer adik…DATI..pero hindi na ngayon..parang kulang ang buhay ko kapag hindi ako nakakakita ng keyboard, mouse at monitor…haysz..sobrng adiktus na yata ako kasi pati sa panaginip ko..feeling ko nagtatayp pa rin ako…(naku!! mukhang masamang senyales na yun ah…)

isang boring na araw ng magsaliksik ako at kumalikot ang mumunti kong mga kamay at kung ano-anong site ang napasukan ko..until i finally found…

…Project Lafftrip Laffapallooza… at kwentong barbero.com….

…HUWAT?????anu to???? i was really get amazed as i read every sentences and paragraph na nakapost don i realized that i was stacked by reading…haysz..reading is my peyborit past time..dami kasi akong natututunan kapag nagbabasa…as i go on the page…i found out that they were having a contest on BEST HUMOR BLOGS…wow!!! meron pla nun??? i found myself really amazed na para bang bata na ngayon lng nakakita ng eroplano or rainbow sa langit..it really, really amazed me..

..so as i get stacked by reading..naging masaya naman ako..marami akong nagustuhan..at yung iba nmn eh parang sinayang lang ang oras ko sa pagbabasa…(hahahaha)..so here’s my TOP 3 favorite…(grabe ang haba ng intro)…

1. BLOG NI INDAY - Lahat naman yata gusto ang blogs ni inday..mejo napakalalalim nga ng mga inggles ni inday, pero very informative…honestly..kung minsan dito aq kumukuha ng mga qoutes na pwedeng ilagay sa status sa ym or sa shoutout sa friendster…hayzz..una mejo irritating se hindi ko tlga maintindihan ang mga langguage na ginagamit ni inday..simpleng salita lng kasi ginagawang komplikated…pero gaya nga ng sabi ko…informative sha at sobrng ok lalo na kung nagpapalipas ka lng ng oras…tatawa ka lng ng tatawa na para kang sira ulo kasi hindi mo alam kung natatawa ka sa binabasa mo o natatawa ka kasi hindi mo maintindihan kung ano na ang ibig sabihin ng binabasa mo..

2. CHILIDOBO - hindi ko alam kung anu nagustuhan ko sa blog nia..pero gusto ko tlga lahat ng gawa nia,..yung tipong parang ikaw yung bida sa lahat ng mga kwento o blogs na gnawa nia..gusto ko kasi un..gusto ko ung makakarelate ako sa kwento..yung me feelings..yung about sa mga experiences..malikot ang isip nia sa kung ano-ano at yun ang nagpapaganda ng isang obra..(wow!!)…hahaha..pero honestly..like ko tlaga blogs ni chilidobo..adobo kasi ang favorite kong ula..este…maganda kasi ang literary works nia…some kind na nakarelate ako lalo na ung about sa “BORN IN STA. MESA”..ksi malapit kami dun..his works tells, reality..sobrng nakakatuwa..kng wlang bagong blogs si inday…si chilidobo ang pinupuntahan ko…(haysz…)..ang hirap nmn mangbola…(hahahaha).

..and last but not the last…

3. MALDITO - anu bang meron dito at nagustuhan ko sha??actually wla naman yata..or wla na tlga akong maisulat kaya nilagay ko nalang..(hahaha..joke)..honestly..like ko rin works ni maldito..maganda, full of sense…pati non-sense..(hehehe..joke uli..)..gusto ko ung mga blogs nia about sa mga feelings nia..sa mga nararamdaman nia sa mga bagay-bagay..sa pagiging generous nia..pagiging practical…nakakarealate ako agad pag ang concern ay para sa ibng tao. bihira nalang kasi ang mga ganung klaseng tao eh…actually, endangered specie na sila..kaya nung nabasa ko ung blog ni maldito about sa mga bata..wow..napa-impress nia ako…as in…salute ako sa kabaitan nia…

…so, as i finish this stuff…natuwa at nasiyahan nmn ako..hindi ko namalayan na lumipas na pla ang ilang oras sa kakabasa ko ng mga blogs..pero i never regret any single seconds se i’ve learned alot…not only for myself but also for other…marami din akong narealized na noon ko pa sana alam pero naging bulag-bulagan ako se nakatingin lang ako sa iisang direksyon…

haysz…so kaung mag nagde-dream na maging future blooggers ng bansang pinaghihirap..este ng bansang PILIPINAS…sali na rin kau…malay nio..dito nio marealized na may mga hidden talents kayong naitatago..hindi nmn masama ang mag-try..ok yun..ang masama..alam mong me talent ka pero hindi mo ni-try..sayang ang talino mo..gumising na at bumangon..at imulat ang mata..pagkatapos ay magmumog…ay anu ba yan..basta ….SUMALI NA KAYO….SALI NA!!! TARA NA!!!

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…gReAt tHiNgs sTaRt fRoM sMaLL bEgInNiNg…
February 22, 2008, 2:50 am
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This is my first experience and my first time in writing a blog. So far so good. I never realize that writing stuff is a good pastime. I was never a good reader nor a good writer, but i want to extend my knowledge in writing and i want this to be the good start. Writing is like sharing your experience, thoughts, knowledge and even your memories. Its like dreaming your own dream and creating your own world.

Writing makes me see the real me. From writing, i feel like i was living in a beautiful place where every one can see who the real me is. Where i can open my mind to the vision that only people like me can see. I just m nobody. I’m just a simple girl with simple dreams that like writing simple sentence makes a paragraph worth reading.

I never thought the my first blog in this site is like this. Actually, i have no any idea that there is such a site like this until a friend told me. WOW!!!…it’s like i was freed in a jail..i was so excited to write even though i never know how. i was stacked by the idea that all i want to do this time is to post and write a blog despite that any moment by boss will get mad at me because i was doing stuff out of my work. but i never felt any guiltiness. For me, works sucks!!(LOLS)…for me, there are great stuff to do other than working…

I was really happy that my first post will be like this. That my first entry will be as simple as i think..I’m running out of words but my mind can’t stop on thinking and my fingers can’t control on typing..

I am just a NOBODY..and I’M proud to be like that…

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