A Love Song For Someone's Someone

I never thought writing a love song for someone whom I do not even love will feel this heart-breaking. I had to extract all emotions not fit for the current position that I am in. So you know, I had to reminisce and it doesn't help at all. This felt like a project I had to accomplish before tomorrow.

You know girl, if you're not special to me, I won't do this. But you betta exercise putting your thoughts down into words ASAP 'coz I don't think I am gonna do this again. =/ I would have to tell you that the whole process made butterflies grow inside my chest and stomache at the same time, and they don't even leave yet right (right right right) now.

On a lighter note, this is a CONGRATULATIONS-TO-ME Day! I did something really important and something really special to me. Yay! :D It feels great to be happy!

You Turn My World Upside Down

There are things that aren't meant to be divulged for the mere act of blurting them out sometimes results in making them turn the other way around. And when they do, we wouldn't always like it.

This is so weird.

You know the feeling when you just can't contain something and you're really meaning to say it but you just have to hold it? Arrgh. It's just too hard to do.

I'm near hyperventilating. I need air and a hug at the same time.

Happy Birthday, Dear Friends!

*Thanks to Chally for the pictures. :)

Carl and Stella on their 3rd year of being in love. :) Talk about real Tsinoy love. Sweeet!

It was a fun night and I must say, it's time well spent! I was actually thinking of going online and blog when I got home from the party but I was just way too tired and sleepy.

Happy birthday to Carl and Stella, more years to come for you, and you both. :)

Thanks for the giant pizza, it sure did fill our empty stomachs. :) teehee!

Picture muna while waiting...

Off we went to Cantina. This is it, Yet! Haha!

Wild and Tamed version of me while holding San Mig

I kind of seemed too hungry for it. In reality, I wasn't. I enjoyed the Weng weng better. :)

Grabe! Nag-wild yung mga tao sa "I've Never"! Put that little finger down!!! HAHAHA! :D

Chally, Miggz and Cheska with Sir Guerra, our cool Finance prof! :) Thanks Sir for partying with us! Hehehe!

We were the few that's sober. Sorry, we rarely get drunk. :) Or maybe we don't at all. Hehehe!

My Girls, My Boys

Today is Friends day. For some reason, I was able to talk to my best girl friends in this whole wide world. I miss them badly you know. Yes, we don't talk as much as we did when we were in high school but I am genuinely happy for knowing the simple fact that no matter what we do, no matter how long we don't see each other or we don't hear from each other, the bond still remains.

I miss my boys too, but this is not the time of the year yet. Maybe this coming sembreak, I'll see all of them. I got news about one of them though, and I am happy for him. Haha. His parents got him a brand new BMW topdown (for the sole reason that he's been studying daw! But aren't we really supposed to study, huh? huh?!) If I could remember right, his "supposedly old" car is relatively new at that! Haaay!

Bottomline, I am dying to see them again. Times like these. Big sigh. Smooches and hugs for you guys muna now. I'll see you soooon.

Time Is Nothing

Of course I know about time travelling, but I never realized how real it could be until I finished this book. I have been meaning to read this since summer but I only had my grip on it just a few weeks ago. Dear God, Audrey Niffenegger is awesome. What more can I say?

This is not just your ordinary love story, it is so genuine you wouldn't even think it's within reach. One moment you are tensed, wary that Henry might just disappear and the next, you're drenched with tears. Admittedly, I was carried away by it, I felt like I was Clare and Henry at the same time. I felt as if I was part of the story. I hoped for their joy. I hoped for love.

"Had we but world enough and time. ... I want you, here and now. Here and now."

The summary of Henry's love for Clare was summarized in a letter which was supposed to be read by Clare after his death.

"Clare, I want to tell you, again, I love you. Our love has been the thread through the labyrinth, the net under the high-wire walker, the only real thing in this strange life of mine that I could ever trust. Tonight I feel that my love for you has more density in this world than I do, myself: as though it could linger on after me and surround you, keep you, hold you. ... "

"... When I was young, I didn't understand, but now I know, how absence can be present, like a damaged nerve, like a dark bird."

"... I love you always. Time is nothing."

Time is nothing. Clare is strong, for always waiting for him. They say all people have a cross to bear, but in this book, you'll see Henry's is matchless. And when you place your heart into the story, when you truly immerse yourself in it, you'll be amazed and inspired by how love manages to make everything seem to be a lot more easier.

It's time well spent. I'll definitely wait for the movie.

Cheers, to love and life.

Euro Films Class Is Love

Senior Year's First Sem classes seem to be not so interesting for me. Thank God for the free elective, I at least got to choose a class I really want to be in.

Euro Films it is.

Every week, I am looking forward to Friday, not only because of the fact that that's the last day of schoolweek but because that is the day where I get to enjoy a subject. True enough, you've gotta save the best for last. My cool-school-Friday starts at 1030am with Philo. ( I was expecting this class to be fun actually, but no. I didn't get Sir Roy to be my prof because of my high, (not to mention, very very very high) random number. Lucky first batchers! Anyway, it ends with a 3-hour class that starts at 130pm with Euro Films.

For one, I find it amazing to be in my old parish priest's (Father Nick Cruz) class. I was about 5 when he still preaches in our village. It's quite cool to see him teach. He's cute and funny. :)

Yesterday, we watched a French Film entitled The Choir and admittedly, I cried again. Hehehe! It was my second time to cry in Euro Films class. I actualy tried my best to eliminate the weeping sound because I don't want my classmates to know how much of an emo I am when to think that the movie isn't even a tearjerker. Haha!

Oh well, that's how I am, baka masakit lang mata ko nun. :p