Sunday, July 31, 2011

mai let's watch this!!!! and i want the book!!!!!!!



In 1988, the day after commencement, two college graduates briefly, romantically collide. The girl has pined for the boy for years; the boy is more aware of the girl than he lets on. She’s an earnest, outspoken lefty, he a handsome, apolitical toff who “liked the word ‘bourgeois’ and all that it implied” and “wanted to live life in such a way that if a photograph were taken at random, it would be a cool photograph.” Their chemistry is as inarguable as their differences, but because of the pride, carelessness and misplaced optimism of youth, they let time and distraction separate them. Yet they never lose track of each other. “One Day” checks in on their intersecting lives once a year, every July 15, from 1988 through 2007.

Friday, July 29, 2011

let me be selfish for a while

last year, i posted my christmas list and i actually got what i wanted (most of them anyway. world peace is still hard to come by).

soooooooo....now that my day is near, i wish for:

a new phone - can i get a bb or n8 or another iphone? (still can't get over my phone getting stolen)

a new pair of eyeglasses. i lost my pair and my backup is about to get busted already so this is more of a need but i want pretty frames.

booooooooooooooooks!!!!. i want box sets and a whole lot more. and can i also have more time so i could finish reading them (and my backlog?)


new jacket. this one is pretty!
a new pair of fitflops. i love them!!! but i want a pair or two more. i want a pair of Luna or Rebel, or Pietra or Frou. even the supertone looks good. or cge, since this is wishful thinking, i want a pair of Rock Chick! hahaha


a charm watch. i dunno but every time i see one, i wanna get one for myself (but my dad will prolly "tsk tsk"). i want this particular one gid ya coz it reminds me of happy days


spa membership renewal. this is the only luho i got.


more trips!!!! and more time for myself. the past months have been so difficult for me. i sooooo need more vacations!


i wanna be with my friends!!! i know chances are slim to none, but i want us to be together. a vacation would be great (but in zsazsa's words: "asa ka pa")
i wanna see my different groups of friends. i miss having them around!

i wanna get that CT scan already (or an MRI), i'm just scared.

of course i will always alwaaaaaaaaaaaaays ask for world peace

lastly, i want my prayers answered. still not complaining though.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

i know you think you understand what you thought i said, but i'm not sure you realize that what you heard is not what i meant

I am kind, but I am not a doormat.
Yes, there is a difference.

Monday, July 25, 2011

#9 from Patty Lagera on Vimeo.

an interesting read

a friend forwarded an email with this article, saying she sees herself in the situation. oh girls! when will we ever learn?

"the meantime girl"

She's the one you call when you're bored because she makes you laugh. She's the one you talk to when you're feeling down because she's willing to lend an ear and be a friend. She's not the one you call when you need a date to your company's Christmas party, or to go dancing with on a Saturday night. She's the one you spend time with between girlfriends, before you find "The One". You know, the one who you keep around in the meantime.

She's not one of the guys, not a tomboy, but you don't look at her as a "real" woman, either. She's not bitchy enough, moody enough, or sexy enough to be seen in that light. She's too laid-back, too easily amused by the same things your male buddies are amused by. She's too understanding, too comfortable - she doesn't make you feel nervous or excited the way a "real" woman does. But she's cool, and nice, and funny, and attractive enough that when you're lonely or horny and need intimate female companionship, she'll do just fine. You don't have to wine and dine her because she knows the real you already, and you don't have any facades to keep up, no pretenses to preserve. You're not trying to get anything of substance out of her. She's not easy, but you know that she cares about you and is attracted to you, and that she'll give you the intimacy you need. And you know you don't have to explain yourself or the situation, that she'll be able to cope with the fact that this isn't the beginning of a relationship or that there's any possibility that you have any real romantic feelings for her. It won't bother her that you'll get up in the morning, put on your pants, say goodbye, and go on a date with the woman you've been mooning over for weeks who finally agreed to go out with you. She'll settle for a goodbye hug and a promise to call her and tell her how the date went. She's just so cool... why can't all women be like that?!

But deep down, if you really think about it (which you probably don't be cause to you, the situation between the two of you isn't important enough to merit any real thought), you know that it's really not fair. You know that although she would never say it, it hurts her to know that despite all her good points and all the fun you two have, you don't think she's good enough to spend any real time with. Sure, it's mostly her fault, because she doesn't have to give in to your needs - she could play the hard-to-get bitch like the rest of them do, if she really wanted to. But you and she both know that she probably couldn't pull it off. Maybe she's too short, or a little overweight, or has a big birthmark on her forehead, or works at Taco Bell. Whatever the reason, somehow life has given her a lot of really great qualities but has left out the ones that men want (or think they want) in a woman. So she remains forever the funny friend, the steadfast companion, the secret lover, and you go on searching for your goddess who will somehow be everything you ever wanted in a woman.

You'll joke to her that she should be the best man at your wedding, and she'll laugh and make a joke about a smelly rental tux.

She doesn't captivate you with her beauty, or open doors with her smile. Mainly she blends in with the crowd. She's safe. She doesn't want to be the center of attention and turn the heads of everyone in the room. But she wants to turn someone's head. She wants to be special to someone, too. We all do.

She has feelings. She has a heart. In fact, she probably has a bigger and better heart than any woman you've ever known because she's had a front-row seat to The Mess That Is Your Life, and she likes you anyway. She obviously sees something worthwhile and redeeming in you because although you've given her nothing, absolutely no reason to still be around, she is.

Anyway, yeah. We've experienced being a Meantime Girl. Been one more times than we care to admit. We don't know the reason, really, and at this point - We don't even care. We just want to let every guy know who's ever had the good fortune to have a Meantime Girl that we may be a lot of fun, but we cry, too. A lot. And someday we won't be around. And there will be no next time.

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notes:

some men just do not deserve some women coz they are stuck on a certain female blueprint.

All I have to say is: Do not give your heart to a man who regards you only as Second Best. So do not feel bad that a man may not "see" you in a romantic way. It is his loss, and your deliverance from harm's way. it is hard to be with a man who still needs to be convinced that what is best for him is in you.

You can never be what she is to him. You're not the dream girl.

the first step of letting go is removing all possible contacts like mobile no, email address and social networking connections. you deserve somebody who will love you and will treat you like a queen. if he likes you enuf, he'll be consistent. otherwise, you're really just a meantime girl.

think of happy thoughts. do things you can't do before when he was with you. enjoy being single. do some make over, visit places and meet new friends. :) and try to stay happy and attract more positive vibes. :)

Sunday, July 24, 2011

today, i celebrated love

tintin is my neighbor's apo. though she doesnt' really live in the subdivision, she was always here and we grew up together. we even went to the same high school and our universities were just a jeepney ride apart (you can even just walk, but...no)
she's a smart, strong, sometimes stubborn woman and yet she has a very giving heart. i've seen her play hard ball and yet i've also seen her cry at the snap of a finger.
she's the baby of our barkada and yes, she gets to be treated as such, too.
today, she married mike and it was a joyous occasion. though i wasn't able to stay long in their event, i can surely feel the love and the happiness that everyone was feeling for them.
mike is a lucky guy, yet tintin's always saying she's the luckier one. i say they're lucky to have each other. they started out as friends then became best friends and later on became a couple...and now they're mr and mrs. God has blessed them with each other. I have nothing but love and happiness for their union.


who would have thought that rizza and i would be super duper uber close friends? she's frank, i sugarcoat most of my thoughts. she sees the glass half empty, i see it nearly full. for her, "there's always a catch", i say "everyone has something good in them". she agrees when i say she's a bitch, she also agrees that i "fart sunshine and rainbows and happy thoughts".
and yet she's one of my closest bestest friends. we met in high school and we grew up nurturing our friendship even though we were apart. she saw me through my happiest and shitmost-est days. she may not be in touch all the time (coz she hates texting) but she's always alwaaays there when i need her most.
dandan's the perfect guy for her. i couldn't ask for any one else for rizza. there was not a single dry eye while rizza was walking down the aisle toward her man.

two joyous occasions today (and one that i was not able to attend). i did not lose my friends but i gained two more.

the barkadas are getting bigger.

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

today

planned to stay at home to check papers but i was convinced to have lunch at

with
(she's camera-shy)

after which i dropped by


later in the afternoon, i had

with some more camera-shy people.

and before i went home, i passed by Jaro Cathedral to