Beginning

It's the first day of December. Today is supposed to be our monthsary. Aww.. I hardly remember how my November started. And I started it with him, and unfortunately I ended it without him. It's really ridiculous. Why? Coz every time that I write, it's all about him or if it's not all about him there will always be part for him on my writings. *Sigh.

But I think that I have moved on. In a way that I spend the time without texting him or even thinking about him Ha-ha! Whata achievement! Lol! But the memories are still there. It's really true that memories cannot be destroyed unless you destroyed it by your self. And in my case, I decided to forlong our memories. :)

This is why I write, to turn the longing in to solitude. Because in writings I found my own sanity at peace. When I write, I met my second persona who is far way different from what others see in me in my everyday life.

Curse

Curse the people who give other people
anguish of the mind.I got this from a GM of my beloved friend Emjae.Well, I definitely agree on this one.If only I have the greatest power to curse someone because he or she is giving the other an anguish of the mind, well maybe I can abuse that power.In the society that I am in right now, there's a lot of people who are like this.They just believe in hearsays. And when they give reactions, they will take sides.(Maybe that's the meaning of reaction to them) How lame!

But unfortunately, I don't have any super powers.The least thing that I can do is pray for them and for the strength to cope up with them."That's really what this world is like.People talks as if they now eeverything and when we dare to ask them. They really don't know nothing."-Paulo Coelho (Eleven Minutes)

Business Talk

Afternoon everyone.
Just got finished editing 2 profiles on friendster. Well, it's the 2nd day of Simplus Photo Talk(My chuva business) Well, I really thank God that there are people who are willing to support and have a request on it.

It's really a wow. Coz I know that I am not that good in editing. I just build that up tpo produce some money. Well, even the payments are through Autoload. It reduces my expenses. Coz I am not comply to have money for my load. All I have to do is find a requester. Hahah! It's so damn cool.

Anyway, I am just afraid that my "bad-ones"(I am talking about my enemies) will know about this. Well I am 100% sure that they will find something wrong in it and boost some issue. Hayyy. I know that they will never stop. They will keep on hating me for the things that they don't really know about.

Anyways, I put everything to God.
He guide me and all my ways.

Misteyk

Mistakes are not important.
What's important is,
what you'll do after it.

Friendster Talk

EVERYONE'S TALKING ABOUT FRIENDSTER!
DAAA~
It's like they are so affected when something happens in friendster.


Well that's the big reality of life.
Online chatting became a big part of our lives or even became "our lives."
Tsshhh youth now is so in to onlining.


And Im guilty for being one.
Hahhaha!

One try

Second chances means carelessness.
Why? Cause it's human nature, if someone gave them a second chance.
They will not be careful for their actions..


Paulo Coelho once said..
"If something happens once, it will surely happens twice.."

Apaw apaw

Minsan, sa sobrang pagmamahal natin sa isang tao,
mas pinipili pa natin silang mahalin,
kesa sa sarili natin..

Minsan nakakalimutan na rin natin kung ano ung tunay na kahulugan ng pagmamahal..

US President

BARACK OBAMA & JOHN MCCAIN
both want change for the United States of America.
How come?

The only constant thing in life is change..
So it's normal for a country to alter in some aspects.


Why do they not ask for IMPROVEMENT?

Bitin

It’s been almost a month since he left me in a deep stupor. It was still that clear in my mind how painful that night was. It was October 12, 2008 when he decided to separate his life from mine. It was the same night when I heard myself cry to the fullest. The pain was definitely unbearable at first. It feels like it was the first heartbreak that I’ve been through. It even feels like dying. Dying from with in.

It was the first day of our semester break when I found myself busy with uncanny things. It’s really hard to keep yourself busy and let your mind focus for the things that you don’t even want to think about. I found my greatest distractions when I spend my vacation on my auntie’s crib. It was awesome, for there, they are so many things that I can deal with. Just like playing with my baby cousins and surfing the net 24/7.

But it didn’t feel like the pain had weakened over time, rather that I’d grown strong enough to bear it. But still, I am suffering. I am still soaked with the emptiness that fills me inside and out. Nothing but nothing.


Every night, I ask God that even when that guy left me. He’ll still be that man that I loved for the rest of my life. I lived through that. I lived each day with love in my heart for him. Even that love was inseparable with pain. Worse when I try to think of him. And worst when I tried to write this story. My hands are freezing and every minute, I wanted to stop. But how can I not recall him? Those moments? That is why I write- to try to turn sadness into longing and solitude into remembrance.


And then, there was this man…