Triple Date Minues One

Yesterday was an epic day! Together with mi Amigas, Aya and Maye, we went to the National Library. We reached the library's cut off so we decided to go to Luneta Park! Yay! <3 Check out some of our pictures from yesterday's gala!

(From left to right: Maye and Aya)

(From left to right: Me, Maye and Aya. Insert Kimmy!)

And here's a video compilation of our Luneta Trip! Memories! <3

Looking forward to making more memories with my dear friends and family! <3

When Love Arrives...

It's been a year and days go by so fast, a'ight? How's my year? Ha ha! Just here, doing what I do. Lol

Sooooo, back to the topic. I was scrolling through Facebook and ta da! This video popped in my news feed. I am telling you right now, this poem, When Love Arrives by Sarah Kay and Phil Kaye, will bring you all the feels from the moment you first felt love. Here's the video:

When Love Arrives by Sarah Kay and Phil Kaye

I knew exactly what Love looked like in 7th grade

Even though I hadn’t met Love yet, if Love had wandered into my homeroom I would have recognized him at first glance – Love wore a hemp necklace.
I would have recognized her at first glance – Love wore a tight French braid.
Love played acoustic guitar and knew all my favorite Beatles’ songs.
Love wasn’t afraid to ride the bus with me.
And I knew I just must be searching the wrong classroom, just must be checking the wrong hallway.
She was there, I was sure of it.
If only I could find him.

But when Love finally showed up – she had a bull cut!
He wore the same clothes every day for a week. >3<
Love hated the bus.
Love didn’t know anything about the Beatles.

Instead, every time I tried to kiss Love, our teeth got in the way!!!

Love became the reason I lied to my parents. I’m going to Ben’s house.
Love had terrible rhythm on the dance floor but made sure we never miss a slow song.
Love waited by the phone because she knew if her father picked up that’d be “Hello”… “Hh..” “Hello?” “Hh…” “I guess I’d hang up.”

And Love grew.
Stretched like a trampoline.

Love changed.
Love disappeared, slowly, like baby teeth.
Loosing parts of me I thought I needed.

Love vanished.
Like an amateur magician, everyone could see the trapdoor but me.
Like a flat tire – there were other places I had planned on going.
But my plan didn’t matter.

Love stayed away for years.
And when Love finally reappeared, I barely recognized him.

Love smells different now, had darker eyes.
A broader back, Love came with freckles that I didn’t recognize.
New birthmark – a softer voice.
Now there were new sleeping patterns.
New favorite books.
Love had songs that reminded him of someone else.
Songs Love didn’t like to listen to, so did I.

But we found a park bench that fit us perfectly.
We found jokes that make us laugh.
And now Love makes me fresh homemade chocolate chip cookies.
(But Love will probably finish most of them for a midnight snack.)

Love looks great in lingerie but still likes to wear her retainer.
Love is a terrible driver, but a great navigator.
Love knows where she’s going, it just might take her two hours longer than she planned. :<
Love is messier now.
Love is simple.
Love uses the word boobs in front of my parents!
Love chews too loud.
Love leaves the cap off the toothpaste.
Love uses a smiley face in her text messages.
And turns out… Love shits. :]

But Love also cries;
And Love will tell you “You are beautiful”, and mean it.
Over and over again.

“You are beautiful.”

When you first wake up, “You are beautiful.”
When you’ve just been crying, “You are beautiful.”
When you don’t wanna hear it, “You are beautiful.”
When you don’t believe it, “You are beautiful.”
When nobody else will tell you, “You are beautiful.”
Love still thinks, “You are beautiful.”
But Love is not perfect and will sometimes forget.
When you need to hear it most, “You are beautiful.”

Do not forget this.
Love is not who you were expecting.
Love is not what you can predict.
Maybe Love is in New York City already asleep.
You are in California, Australia, wide awake.
Maybe Love is always in the wrong time-zone.Maybe Love is not ready for you.
Maybe you are not ready for Love.

Maybe Love just isn’t the marrying type.
Maybe the next time you see Love is 20 years after the divorce.
Love looks older now but just as beautiful as you remember.
Maybe Love is only there for a month.
Maybe Love is there for every firework. Every birthday party. Every hospital visit.
Maybe Love stays. Maybe Love can’t. Maybe Love shouldn’t.

Love arrives exactly when Love is supposed to and Love leaves exactly when Love must.
When Love arrives, say, “Welcome. Make yourself comfortable.”
If Love leaves, ask her to leave the door open behind her.
Turn off the music. Listen to the quiet.
Whisper, “Thank you for stopping by.”

There you go! Thank you for stopping by, guys! XX

Countdown to 100 #HappyLittleThings (1-10)

In no particular order...

1. Unlimited rice! - I mean, who wouldn't go for extra rice? :P

2. Free WiFi - Gahd! You just gotta hit that like button. ;)

3. Fridays - Duh, who would say TGIMondays? HAHA!

4. Summer - Say bye to school, homeworks, quizzes, projects, and your nosy alarm clocks and hi to beaches, parties, sleepovers and everything!

5. Full-charged cellphone battery - Facebook there, twitter here, tap, tap, tap everywhere.

6. Ice cream - Everybody loves ice cream, right?

7. Fave song plays on the radio - Wave your hands in the air like you don't care!

8. Your crush smiled at you - Butterflies in your stomach, knees like jelly, and blushy cheeks, and you're just stuck there like cheese melting on a freshly-baked pizza.

9. Pizza - Yeah, pizza can't break your heart.

10. Christmas - It's the Season of Love, folks. Who would say no for presents, and the best part is... tada! lots of foods in the fridge!


Ideas are overflowing and I don't know what to put first. Maybe a day or two, a new list will come out. :3

Hey guys, if you have any suggestions, don't hesitate to comment below! I would love to hear from you. ;)

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Timing

Hours felt like years

Minutes were like months

And seconds seemed like days.

How long should I stay?

What's the Color of Your Heart

The way you smile makes me jolt

Like thunder in the middle of a storm.

The way you speak makes me twitch

Like a tree in a forest evergreen.

The way you laugh makes me flinch

But in a good way

Like a fruit they call peach.

The way you left me made my world blue

Like a dead ocean only meant for fools;

Like a pitch black night of a new moon.

What's the color of your heart, my love?

Is it a fiery red that burns

Or a white with nothing in it at all?

Good Songs, Good Vibes

So, I've been LSS-ing on this song for a week now. It never left my brain ever since I first heard it on Scream The TV Series' Pilot Episode. And they have lots of good songs, you know, especially if you love Indies. Well, the tv series is a new fave. It airs every Tuesday. :) So, here's the lyrics plus the chords and hope you'll like it.

Forces by Japanese Wallpaper ft. Airling

[Verse]
 E

I’ve been thinking ‘bout it on my own
 E
And all morning
  C#m                          A
Heavy on your shoulders, over and over
  E                   B
I’d settle for those forces

[Pre chorus]
C#m
You feel it in your bones
C#m
But you won’t act on it
A
There’s something in your heart
A
But you won’t talk, talk, talk about it
E                              B
The sensor in is my mind, wants to give me up
               
[Chorus]
C#m
‘Cause I’ve been thinking ‘bout it
               A
And I’ve been dreaming ‘bout you
               B
Won’t do a thing about this
       C#m               B
‘Cause I don’t wanna ruin you
               A
I’ve been tripping on you
               E
Haven’t even got a clue
               B
Won’t do a thing about this
                C#m (hold)
‘Cause I don’t wanna ruin you

[Verse]
C#m
I’ve been tripping on your
A
Sweet nothings
E             B
And I’ve lost it
C#m
And what you’ve got is magic
A
Over and over
E                               B
Close your eyes and let it flaw you

[Chorus]               
C#m
‘Cause I’ve been thinking ‘bout it
               A
And I’ve been dreaming ‘bout you
               B
Won’t do a thing about this
       C#m           B
‘Cause I don’t wanna ruin you
               A
I’ve been tripping on you
               E
Haven’t even got a clue
               B
Won’t do a thing about this
               C#m
‘Cause I don’t wanna ruin you

[Pre chorus]
C#m
You feel it in your bones
C#m
But you won’t act on it
A
There’s something in your heart
A
But you won’t talk, talk, talk about it
E                                       B
The sensor in is my mind, wants to give me up           x2

[Chorus]
               C#m
‘Cause I’ve been thinking ‘bout it
               A
And I’ve been dreaming ‘bout you
               B
Won’t do a thing about this
       C#m               B
‘Cause I don’t wanna ruin you
               A
I’ve been tripping on you
               E
Haven’t even got a clue
               B
Won’t do a thing about this
               C#m
‘Cause I don’t wanna ruin you           x2

P.S. I don't know what to blog about. Help! Anyways, here's the Pilot Episode's playlist on Spotify. Ha-ha! :3

https://play.spotify.com/user/mtvsoundtrack/playlist/296FpYONuD2H74WLop0xOj

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Grad-waiting #Octoberian

WARNING.

Hugot level: Intense

March. Ang third month kada taon.

Ano nga ba ang unang pumapasok sa isipan mo kapag naririnig o nakikita mo ang salitang "March" o "Marso"?

Fire Prevention Month? National Women's Month? O ang groundbreaking na Graduation Day?

Graduation day. Ito madalas ang pinaka-hihintay, pinaka-kinasasabikan, at pinaka-inaasam, hindi lang ng mga estudyanteng nagpakahirap at nag-sunog ng kilay sa mga subjects, mapa-minor o major pa yan pati na rin ang mga magulang na todo kayod para makatapos lang ang anak.

Bakit big deal ang pag-graduate sa March o April kung parehas lang din ang sistema kapag graduation ng October?

Hindi naman sa sinasabi kong gumraduate ka ng October, pero hindi ko lang maintindihan kung anong meron sa October at masyado (hindi pala masyado) o iba ang tingin nila sa mga Octoberian.

Parehas din namang may matatanggap na diploma at matatapos na sa pag-aaral?

Siguro alam niyo na kung bakit ko sinasabi 'to. Oo. Octoberian ako. At hindi rin ako proud dito. Sino bang magiging proud na maiiwan ka ng mga kaklase mo matapos ang apat na taon? Sino bang magiging proud matapos mong ma-disappoint ang mga magulang mo dahil may naiwan kang subject/s at wala kang diploma ngayong Marso?

Sabi ng iba kong kaklase na Octoberian din, (Oo, hindi lang ako. Marami din kami.) "Okay lang yan. Mas marami pa tayong time para mas matuunan ng pansin yung naiwan nating subject/s". Sabi pa ng iba, "Ayaw niyo nun? Mas matagal pa tayong magkakasama-sama?". Sabe pa ng iba, "Ayos lang yan. Hindi naman lahat ng kaklase natin, makakakuha agad ng trabaho after graduation.".

Lahat na yata ng pampa-good vibes para wag lang manlumo sa pagiging Octoberian eh narinig ko na sa kanila.

Pero kahit ano pa ring isipin, nandun at nandyan pa rin ang hinanakit at sakit na HINDI KA GA-GRADUATE. (ALL CAPS KASI DAMANG-DAMA).

Mas masakit kapag todo expect ang magulang mo na may kasama pang "Ga-graduate na ang anak ko sa wakas.", gagatungan pa ng mga kapitbahay na "Handaan na yan. Ga-graduate na eh.".

Kaya ngayon, pag naririnig ko ang "Graduation", di ako nasisiyahan, kasi di ko na-meet yung expectations ng mga magulang ko, pinaasa ko sila. Tapos nung sinabi ko at nalaman nila na hindi ako ga-graduate, halatang-halata na hindi nila nagustuhan (tulad nga ng sinabi ko kanina, sino bang matutuwa?). Medyo nainggit nga ako sa mga kasama kong Octoberian nung sinabi nila sa mga magulang nila, "Ayos lang yan, anak. Kung hindi mo ba kaya eh. Bawiin mo na lang next sem".

Nahihiya ako sa sarili ko pati na syempre sa mga magulang ko. Cum laude ate ko and that makes me feel even worse. Nasabihan pa ko na "Binibigay naman lahat ng kailangan at gusto mo. Ano pang problema?", "Bakit hindi ka nagpatulong sa ate mo?". Ako naman, parang gusto na lumubog at mawala na lang na parang bula sa mundo sa sobrang sakit nung sinabi sa'kin. Oo, inaamin ko, alam kong kasalanan ko yun na may mga hindi ako na-comply. Hindi naka-abot sa deadlines. Hindi kinaya ng powers ng utak. Hindi naman ako katulad nung iba na sobrang talino, I'm just an average student. Yung makapasa sa quizzes, exams at projects, ayos na. Di naman ako ganon ka-grade conscious. Pero bakit kailangan ganon pa? Masakit eh. Tagos hanggang buto. Feeling ko sobang hina ko kasi hindi ko kinayang mag-isa. Siguro, sinasabi niyo ngayon na, "Ang drama naman nito.", o kaya naman, "Sus, para yun lang eh.".

Ginawa ko naman ang makakaya ko, pero sadyang kinulang lang talaga. Kumbaga, "Sinabon mo naman ngunit kulang". Di ko pinag-igihan kaya ganon ang nangyari. Ngayon, I'm facing the consequences. And that is a lesson learned. Kinulang sa effort. Kinulang pa sa motivation. Kulang talaga. Kailan pa ba naging sapat ang kulang? Ang hirap 'no?

Natatawa na naiinis ako sa sarili ko kasi kapag kinakausap ako ni Mama, wala akong ginawa kundi umiyak ng umiyak. Magsasalita ako, pakonti-konti lang. Pati ba naman ang pag speak up para sa sarili, di ko pa magawa? Ganyan ako kaduwag. That's why I wrote this kasi hindi ko kayang sabihin yung nararamdaman ko.

To my Mama, Papa, and Ate. If you're reading this, sorry talaga. Sorry kasi na-disappoint ko kayo. Sorry kasi hindi ko na-meet yung expectations niyo. Sorry kasi hindi ko agad sinabi sa inyo. Sorry kasi hindi ako ga-graduate tulad ng inaasahan niyo. Sorry kasi dagdag burden ako sa mga problema dito sa bahay na imbes na mabawasan, nadagdagan ko pa. Sorry kung hindi ako nakinig sa inyo. Sorry sa lahat-lahat. Hindi ko po sinasadyang saktan at paasahin kayo. Sorry po talaga. :'( Kakayanin ko na 'to this time, para sa inyo. :)

Kaya sa mga nag-aaral pa dyan, pagbutihan niyo. Kung pinagbubutihan niyo, more effort pa. Kasi minsan, yung effort niyo na akala niyong sapat na, kulang pa pala. Just give your best and your bestest. Make your parents proud. Masarap sa feeling yung proud sa'yo yung parents mo. Ibang klase. Kung nahihirapan kayo, go lang. Wag niyong isipin na hindi niyo kaya. Magsisisi kayo sa huli, trust me, I know. Dumaan na ko dyan eh. And, hindi ka nag-iisa, maraming sumusuporta sa'yo.

Rough roads will always be there. But, having a shoulder to lean on and a hand to hold while going through that path makes it easier you'll never know you went past it. You are never alone. :)