oooh.. I'm soooo confused..
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
i feel empty..
oooh.. I'm soooo confused..
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
i've learned something really important..
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
i'm missing home
I miss home, but I’m not pretty sure..
I miss home, but I’m not pretty sure about the things that I’m missing the most or maybe the things that I’m missing the least. All I know is, I miss my mom and my dad, the laughter that we always make every time we stay at the house. Well that’s one reason, but I’m not really pretty sure what I’m really missing after that. But sometimes I just wanted to think, that when I go back to manila I wouldn’t see the person that I’m trying to get over with there. The reason why I went here at my grandparents to renew my mind and heart, to refresh myself, to find and get back myself again. Well I was just talking to my mom a while ago, I keep on trying not to ask about that person but it was just sudden that I asked about that person, and my mom just told about everything that happened there. Oh! Sometimes I just wanted to think that I really do hate myself. Don’t you ever thought about forgetting something? Instead of forgetting it you’re just only thinking about it more!
Sometimes I really just want to think that life isn’t really what you think it is, I hope you’re getting my point. Well it’s life! Sometimes you don’t want the reality, but sometimes you can still change reality even for a tiny bit! I don’t know sometimes I just wanted to know what ahead and what’s going to happen nest, but just as they say your life’s going to get boring once you know what’s next it’s like having no hope anymore, but some people say that’s when you get the chance to change the thing that’s gonna happen to you. Oh I don’t know but for this piece that I’m writing, I really wanted to know what’s gonna happen next once I return home.
Right now my mind is empty, and nothing else to say, but I know deep down inside of me there’s a lot more to say. I just don’t know what and how to start. Well I really do know is I miss home, it’s kind of getting boring here. I’ve just practiced myself that every time I have something in my heart, I usually run away from it. Well that’s one that you can find in me, when I just can’t take it anymore, or I’m kind of getting scared on what’s happening in my life I always run away from it. Even the things that is really good, I usually realize it when it’s gone. Then in the end I’m just gonna blame myself for letting something really good in my life to just let it disappear for me running away from it.
Just when it’s getting good I slowly start to freeze, just when it’s getting real I put my heart to sleep. It’s just this fear always comes over me, I just want someone to understand that I don’t mean to push him away from me, I mean why am I so afraid be crashed down, broken and lose my heart again. I don’t know I can’t clearly see what’s really up to me. It’s the way, the reason that I always doubt myself. I mean I just want everyone to understand that it’s no other thing but it’s what I do, just when I’m about to run, I’ve realized what I’ve become. Actually I’m really not sure if I really do miss home after all…
Just Like BEfore..
In a secret place there I stay, and I call it my hiding place
There you me find all alone, waiting for someone to say hello
There I made a promise, that whoever finds me in that place
Would be the person I can share all my secrets.
We became closer than close and wouldn’t want to loose any of those
Memories wed shared, and we call each other best friend.
We were enjoying each other that we wouldn’t even bother
Then someone came along, that make our friendship shorter
I was already bothered on what can happen, that maybe our friendship would
Turn into a den.
Now were losing each other, hate each other and wouldn’t want to see
Or take a glimpse with each other
All this time we didn’t realize that we can turn our friendship into cries.
But both of us are saying to ourselves that “friendship can make a way”
I turned my hiding place into a waiting room, and you made your own
So now were both inside a room both waiting again for someone but this time
To knock on the door.
But things didn’t turn the way we want it, no one knocked on the door
But someone made a bridge and a corridor.
So that we can open our doors and give a second chance on our friendship
Even though you turned that someone into your new best friend
I’m never gonna be offended
I’ll just ask one thing to you, to write my name in the list
Of your friends
I don’t care what rank I am or if I’m in the lowest
All I care is that our relationship would turn a little of just like before
That we would open our doors and again enjoy each other.
And who knows if fate allows it we can be and always will be,
“Just like before”
Why You?
When you want to ignore me just tell me,
And I’ll say nothing
Just tell me “why?”
Give me a good enough reason on
Why you’re doing this
The simple thing is just
I feel so down every time
you just make me so stupid
so stupid in saying that I’m not offended
every time you tease me
I know it’s one of your way to ignore me
And when you just do it
I just wanna break down
There is one saying that you’ll just have to let go
Let go all of your sweet memories, stolen memories
The thing is… it’s about setting you free and letting you go
When I’m just thinking of letting go
I just can’t help but shed into tears
When every time I see you
I just want to ask you “why?”
I know that I’m not that you’re special someone to be like this
But you’ve been a big part of this simple life of mine
But when you came along it’s not that simple anymore
It turned into a world full of butterflies and rainbows
If I can ask God just one question,
Why did I became like this just because of you?
I mean who are you to change me into something like this?
You’re the one who make me feel a lot sure about myself
You’re the one who taught me to have self esteem,
To be always on the go and not to be shy on myself,
To have a lot of confidence on myself……
All I just want to say is in the entire world….. “Why you?”
In Love...
Sa pag-ibig…. Ano nga ba ang mahirap gawin?
Siguro ang magpakasaya at ngumiti
Lalo na pag alam mong mawawala na siya
Pinipilit mong magpakasaya pero
Ang hirap talaga eh….
Mas lalong mahirap kung aalis na siya
Na di mo manlang nasasabi ang feelings
Mo para sa kanya….
Lalo na pag nasanay kang laging nandyan siya
Grabe… ang hirap talaga
Tinignan mo ang lugar na laging nandun siya
Tapos biglang na-realize mo,
“ay! Wala na nga pala siya…..”
Wala ka nang magawa kung hindi pangarapin
Na nandyan siya nakatingin sayo
Sabay ngiti niya abot hanggang tenga
Grabe! Gusto ko na ring mawala!
Naramdaman mo na ba yun?
Yung gusto mo nandun ka nung nasaan man siya?
Eh paano kung nasa ibang mundo na siya?
Ang labo noh?
Minsan ba sa posisyon mo sa pagmamahal
Nasabi mo na ba ang mga salitang
“gagawin ko ang lahat para sa kanya”
Eh paano kung sabihin niyang tumalon ka from
6th flr. Gagawin mo parin ba?
Kaya mo pa ba yung ganon……
Siguro sa pag-ibig yun nga ang mahirap gawin…..
Aww.. i want a boy to say this to me
Girl: Do you like me?
Boy: Not really
Girl: Do you want me?
Boy: No
Girl: Would you cry if I left?
Boy: No
Girl: Would you live for me?
Boy: No
Girl: Would you do anything for me?
Boy: No
Girl: Choose--me or ur life
Boy: my life
The girl runs away in shock and pain
and
the boy
runs after her and says...
The reason you never cross my mind is
because
you're always on my mind.
The reason why I don't like you is
because I love
you.
The reason I don't want you is because
I
need you.
The reason I wouldn't cry if you left
is
because I
would die if you leave.
The reason I wouldn't live for you is
because I
would die for you.
The reason why I'm not willing to do
anything for
you is because I would do everything
for
you.
The reason I chose my life is because
you ARE
my life.