Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Why did you have to lie?
You just had to lie to me. When I thought I was able to trust you, but I was wrong. You should of known that I will find out sooner or later. I guess I was right about guys, they're all the same; only thinking of themselves and no one else. But no I'm going to be mature about this situation and not blame it all on you. Because really, it's not all your fault, it's also mine. It's my fault because I was stupid enough to believe all the lies that you have told me. Why couldn't I just listen to my gut feeling, instead of listening to my heart. Every-time I listen to my heart I always get disappointed and heart broken. But I guess I will learn for this situation and not make the same problem again.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Cough Cough =(
I really hate getting sick. It's like one of the worse feelings ever. Being sick mean being stuck at home doing nothing, and I truly don't like that. The days that I plan to go out, I had to be sick. Just Hope I get better before Friday.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Just a Little Poem
You know life doesn't alway go your way
You got to keep your head up each and everyday
When times are rough just do what I do
Follow your heart and keep fighting through
Always believe in you will survive
Never surrender as long as you live
You can overcome anything that comes your way
Just believe in yourself and you'll be okay
You got to keep your head up each and everyday
When times are rough just do what I do
Follow your heart and keep fighting through
Always believe in you will survive
Never surrender as long as you live
You can overcome anything that comes your way
Just believe in yourself and you'll be okay
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
And I Love You So

Late last night I wasn't able to sleep for some odd reason. So I decided to watch this Filipino movie that my whole family told me about, it's called "And I Love You So". It's starring Sam Milby as Chris, Gea Alonzo as Lara, and Derek Ramsay as Oliver. My sister said that this movie for sure will make you cry. And knowing me, I cry about everything; I'm such a softy.
Well my sister wasn't lying this time. I cried so much during this movie beginning to the end. The plot of the whole film was so sad. It kinds reminds me of my ex-boyfriend, because after him I felt like I wasn't able to fall in love again. Sam Milby was playing this character named Chris. That character really reminded me of myself when I was with my Ex. I think that was the main reason I was crying.When you watch this movie, you're going to be able to feel the pain that the characters are feeling, and relate it to your own love life.
All I say right now is that this movie was amazing. Plus the actors was so good looking ( Sam Milby is so Hot!). I didn't take my eyes off the screen once during this movie. I'm for sure going to watch this few more times until I get tired of it.
Some cute quotes from the movie
“I don’t want to be second place in your heart, because you’re first place in mine.”
- Sam Milby
“He broke my heart the day his heart stopped beating.” -Gea Alonzo
“I love you. Don’t you get it? I love you. Please let me love you.” -Sam Milby
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Dear Little Girl
Dear Little Girl,
I wish I could say I know where you have run off to. If you're chasing your desire among a field of daises or hiding between the thick shrubberies of a forest scared of reality. I wish I can say I did all I could to keep you within me, but somewhere in this journey of becoming the woman that stands before this world, I have lost you. It would be easy for me to claim that you have been taken away from me. Your hand ripped from mine, stolen by the world, punished for your imagination. society yelling blasphemy. but that simply isn't the case. I let you go. I left you behind, among a world that only the strong of hearts can stay. I left you, where I believed you belonged. But who am I without you?
I suppose that's what growing up is all about, the evolution of a human being, where the complexity of knowing takes over simple truths, where summer days spent daydreaming turn into unproductive moments, seen as strikes against the validity of time being used wisely. Wisdom, sought after like riches, where nothing is spared in the desperate desire to drink from its fountain. But who is to say what you know wasn't wise? They say wisdom comes with age, then I should be wiser ten folds, yet I knowing nothing.
There is a void growing in me that isn't with you. A locked door that only you have a key to and beyond this door is where all answers lie and God only knows all I ever wanted are the answers. So Little Girl, tell me what you know that I have yet to learn because surely, I have fallen.
Is it that I sold my soul for a vision that's simply unattainable? Did I settle for what's beneath me, giving the broken pieces of me to those unworthy? Do I make you proud? Am I the product of what you have envisioned me to be? Have I let the dreams stay as frames of you imagination and withheld them from becoming blueprints of the life that I was meant to lead?
Little Girl. where have you run off to? I only pray isn' the places I have been. Your innocent eyes will betray you. You will see, hear , smell, touch your childhood away, morphing from reality into distant memories. I hope you have yet to meet the people I have met. They will only whisper the songs of lewdness in your ear, displacing the sweet lullabies of birds in your head. I hope you have yet to let the people of my past embrace you. They will only taint the pureness of you skin with forgotten desire and rude lust. I can only pray that you have not been cursed to encounter my demons. They will swallow you whole and leave you hallow, robbing you of everything sound in your world.
Little Girl, I'm sorry. I let the harmony of laughter to only float upon the hard pavements of the playground. I ignorantly allowed daydreams to wander aimlessly with nowhere to root itself and blossom. I've succumb to being a dreadful replication of human being a dreadful replication of a human being where the sole rhythm to dance to is the monotonous beat of societal life. The ability to feel has seeped down my body like blood, only to drip onto the cold floors of this world.
Little Girl, I can only patiently wait for you arrival back home to me and I plead that upon our encounter face to face that you are not merely a reflection of me.

"Little Girl, Where Have You Run Off To?"
I wish I could say I know where you have run off to. If you're chasing your desire among a field of daises or hiding between the thick shrubberies of a forest scared of reality. I wish I can say I did all I could to keep you within me, but somewhere in this journey of becoming the woman that stands before this world, I have lost you. It would be easy for me to claim that you have been taken away from me. Your hand ripped from mine, stolen by the world, punished for your imagination. society yelling blasphemy. but that simply isn't the case. I let you go. I left you behind, among a world that only the strong of hearts can stay. I left you, where I believed you belonged. But who am I without you?
I suppose that's what growing up is all about, the evolution of a human being, where the complexity of knowing takes over simple truths, where summer days spent daydreaming turn into unproductive moments, seen as strikes against the validity of time being used wisely. Wisdom, sought after like riches, where nothing is spared in the desperate desire to drink from its fountain. But who is to say what you know wasn't wise? They say wisdom comes with age, then I should be wiser ten folds, yet I knowing nothing.
There is a void growing in me that isn't with you. A locked door that only you have a key to and beyond this door is where all answers lie and God only knows all I ever wanted are the answers. So Little Girl, tell me what you know that I have yet to learn because surely, I have fallen.
Is it that I sold my soul for a vision that's simply unattainable? Did I settle for what's beneath me, giving the broken pieces of me to those unworthy? Do I make you proud? Am I the product of what you have envisioned me to be? Have I let the dreams stay as frames of you imagination and withheld them from becoming blueprints of the life that I was meant to lead?
Little Girl. where have you run off to? I only pray isn' the places I have been. Your innocent eyes will betray you. You will see, hear , smell, touch your childhood away, morphing from reality into distant memories. I hope you have yet to meet the people I have met. They will only whisper the songs of lewdness in your ear, displacing the sweet lullabies of birds in your head. I hope you have yet to let the people of my past embrace you. They will only taint the pureness of you skin with forgotten desire and rude lust. I can only pray that you have not been cursed to encounter my demons. They will swallow you whole and leave you hallow, robbing you of everything sound in your world.
Little Girl, I'm sorry. I let the harmony of laughter to only float upon the hard pavements of the playground. I ignorantly allowed daydreams to wander aimlessly with nowhere to root itself and blossom. I've succumb to being a dreadful replication of human being a dreadful replication of a human being where the sole rhythm to dance to is the monotonous beat of societal life. The ability to feel has seeped down my body like blood, only to drip onto the cold floors of this world.
Little Girl, I can only patiently wait for you arrival back home to me and I plead that upon our encounter face to face that you are not merely a reflection of me.

"Little Girl, Where Have You Run Off To?"
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