KEEPSMILING, KEEPDREAMING, NEVERSTOPBELIEVING.
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29.12.10, 1:13 AM
Selfish Rants, Neverending "I WONDERS".
26.12.10, 4:57 AM
One Smile Will Turn Your Day Around
I'm one of the lucky people who spent Christmas surrounded by the ones who mean the world to them, I spent mine with my family. Gifts were given, scrumptious meals were served. Laughter was shared. Although, this Christmas, I wasn't just feeling happy. A part of me is slowly being torn and I cannot explain how it feels. You see, my Dad had someone and she gave birth to Miguel Kye yesterday. Somehow, a part of me still isn't ready to accept the fact that I have a new brother, considering the fact that his mom is someone who caused me, my mom and my brother misery. At the same time, I'm feeling happy about it, but not ecstatic. I'm mostly feeling sympathetic. Kye, is still in the intensive care unit, he's breathing through a tube. I really pray that he'd make it because like what I said earlier, a part of me is happy about him being brought into our world. When I first found out that my dad was going to have another son, I can't help but just snare. I hated the idea. I hated HER. I hated her for brining another soul into the mess she has created. A few days ago, my dad delivered the dreadful news that he was born with complications. The first thing that popped into my mind was "KARMA". That was how I felt till my dad showed me Kye's baby picture and said that he looked like me. I somehow did see the resemblance. He was cheeky. I'm actually excited to see him. Although I know, visiting him would put me in a very awkward position, seeing HER and all. I mean, she has all the right to ban me from seeing Kye. I have no issues about my dad's new son. But his mom is a different story. Kye shouldn't be the one who'd be struggling for his life. He didn't do anything wrong. It's not his fault that he was born into this world, born to a mom who had mistakes to pay for. Dear God, I believe in you. I believe that you wouldn't let anything happen without it's reasons. But, please spear him from his struggles, he hasn't done anything wrong, yet. He has the right to live freely and happily, just like any other kid who is born in our world. 9.12.10, 1:36 AM
Keep Me Company
I always wondered how those scenarios in films happen. Like those movies where friends who have no feelings for each other what-so-ever end up to be lovers by the end of the film. I've been listening to songs by "Parokya Ni Edgar" and other OPM artists earlier and I wonder if those lyrics ever happen in real life. Do guys really feel as if they have to conquer the world first for a particular girl who they never thought they'd fall in love with before they really go for her? If they translate it into song, how will she ever find out that she's the one IN the song? Should we wait for a friend to fall or will we just be friends? WE WILL NEVER KNOW UNTIL IT HAPPENS. Damn. It's irritating when you have no idea whether or not you guys are on the same page. Not knowing if he or she hates when you stick around. When those times when he or she touches your face means something. If those parinigs are really something that should be taken seriously or is it just something you guys really do as friends. I wonder how those friends in cheesy films work their ways from being just friends to being couples. It's so amusing but then again, it makes me wonder whether or not it happens in real life. Or is it just all fiction or something that people wish happens in reality. Funny stuff. 7.12.10, 9:19 PM
Chances.
I've been preventing myself from getting irritated with simple things, but as you can see, I'm only human. I'm not perfect and I'll never be. Things will always be difficult with me. I will always be hard headed, irritable, and sometimes annoying. I tend to whine at times when something doesn't go my way. I get pissed off when people doubt me whenever I'm sure I'm telling the truth. I lie about little things like time. I tend to rub it in everytime I get to prove I'm right. I'm moody at times and I do stupid things. I have friends who you don't like and I still hang out with them, they're my friends. I'm lazy. I eat a lot and I keep on complaining about how skinny I am. I tend to repeat things that I say uncontrollably. I judge people. I tend to talk shit about people who talked shit about me. I'm clumsy. I embarrass you. I'm a walking disaster. But I know I'm not all that. I'm capable of feeling. I'm capable of being hurt. I'm capable of giving you all the love you could ever imagine and more. I can make you laugh. I can make you smile whenever I do a silly dance or sound. I'm not afraid to make a fool of myself just so that you'd feel happy. I'm not afraid of what other people with think of me just so that I'd be able to defend you everytime they say things about you. No matter how many times you break my heart, I'm capable of saying "I still love you despite all of that" and really mean it. I'm your best friend. I know you in and out. I don't know why I do love you or why I tend to forget the hurt you've caused me every single time you hug me tight. I don't know why I can't stay away from you even though I know that if I stay near you that I'd just get hurt over and over again. Isn't that enough to prove to you that I'm worth loving? That I'm worth keeping and not be taken for granted? Or aren't I enough? I have flaws. I know that. I have a zillion flaws. But aren't the things I do right enough for you to keep me? I can't change anymore. This is me. I tried changing, I really did. But like what you always say, there's a huge difference in "trying" and "doing". I know I've made huge mistakes in the past and that there are people out there who are better than me. I wonder if they'd stick with you like I did. 5.12.10, 11:54 PM
Why Cheat?
I finally have my braces on again. It hurts, of course. But, I have to deal with it. I just hate the fact that it has made me look younger. I'm eighteen but people don't believe me every time I tell them my age because I look like I'm twelve. My braces have given them another reason not to believe me every single time I say that I'm eighteen. Good luck trying to enter movie houses with R18 flicks and bars, as if I go to bars. It's just a year, Moreen, next thing you know you'd be out of those metal things. Okay, enough senseless chatter. "Why cheat? If your'e not happy, then just leave." I read this in a photo that was on my dashboard in Tumblr. It painted a grim smile on my face. A voice inside my head started laughing and saying "EXACTLY." I have seen some of my friends cheat and I'm guilty of not doing anything about it. I mean, yeah, I tell him or her that what he or she is doing is wrong, but it's not as if I have the right to meddle in his or her own relationship. I'd love to slap them out of the sin, but I'm not in the right position to do so. I came from a broken family. Cheating was something I grew up with. Let me tell you, it was never pretty. Tears and things were everywhere. It's not healthy either. Not for the one being cheated on, not for the cheater, not for the one being cheated with. I don't get why people stay in a relationship with someone but have the guts to enter another one at the same time. What do you get out of it? The ego boost? Come on! Be fair. How would you feel if you were the one being cheated on instead of being the cheater? If you're not happy with your current relationship and if you're interested in another then leave what you have now and THEN go for the other. You're just one person, you can't be in two places at once. Remember that. I haven't been cheated on or have cheated on somebody. If I do get cheated on I seriously skin them both alive. Kidding. No, but, I'd get really mad, really, really, mad that I MIGHT skin them alive. HAHAHAH. And, I have no plans on cheating on someone. I would be such a hypocrite if I would cheat on someone and I'm making a blog post about why it's not a good thing. I'm no relationship expert but I do know that we're only capable of loving ONE person as a "Lover" the rest would just be "Flings" or like how some people now call it "F.B.". Tandaan niyo, totoo ang Karma. Paggumawa ka ng mali, hindi man agad agad, paparusahan ka rin. |
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