Usapang hangover

Everyone in the office seems having a hangover still with the Rock ‘n Load Concert of Smart last night. Callalily and Spongecola, plus Rhian Ramos, rock the university gymnasium– mga crushes daw nila kaya they still can’t get over with it (Hayaan nalang natin).

I also have my share of hangover but not with the concert (kasi wala naman akong paki sa mga celebrity na iyon --- basta, I went there to enjoy and unwind, not to worship them). My hangover is caused by the drinking session I had last night with some of my publication buddies (minsan lang naman to kaya hayaan nyo na ako…) after the concert. Kasakit jud sa ako ulo but tinuyuan man, so waz ta ma do…

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Kung hangover rin lang ang pag-uusapin, si Rolyn, our newbie writer, ay hindi parin naka-recover hanggang ngayon. She had a one-on-one interview with the celebrities last night and she still can’t get over with the fact that she made it.

After she was reprimanded by someone-in-power (whoever that is) last month when she snubbed Sarah Geronimo’s press conference, she made a triple bawi last night when she interviewed Spongecola, Callalily, and Rhian Ramos one by one. Ibang level! Keep it up Inday Rolynskie!

Sinful Nights

Sometimes, we fall for temptations that are lurking around. The next time we know, we are already swimming in a pool of consequences caused by our reckless actions. The next time we know, we are already indulged with our wrong doings – causing us to commit sin, again and again.

But as long as there is still a chance to stop from committing sin, as long as there is still a way to stop the indulgence – stop now before everything will be too late. Stop now before you’ll wake up one day realizing that you’ve wasted your life doing sinful acts.

Sorry if I you don’t get my point or if I sound preachy in this post. These realizations came flooding to me today. Basta, all I want to say is that, ‘wag idahilang dahil ikaw ay tao lamang kaya ikaw ay nagkakasala. Everything will always be a choice…

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It’s always good to realize that what you are doing is a wrong thing. It’s always good to straighten your mistakes while there is still a chance. Ngunit minsan, naiisip ko rin. Oo nga’t nagsisisi ako sa ginawa kung kasalanan. Ngunit, bukal ba sa loob ko ang pagsisisi o nagsisisi lamang ako dahil alam kung ang aking ginawang ay kailan may hindi magiging tama sa mata ng tao at sa mata ng Diyos?

Ay ewan. Basta. Ang gulo-gulo ng points ko na kahit ako hindi ko rin naiintindihan. Ewan. Basta, to quote a friend’s advice, “Just do the right thing!”. At kailanma’y hindi magiging tama ang pagkakasala.

Padugo. Ambot lang. Basta.

For Papa

I love you Pa!

Tomorrow, November 1, Papa will celebrate his 50th birthday. Too bad, he died at 48. Just in case there’s an internet in heaven (I’m confident he’s there), I want him to know that he is loved, remembered, and treasured – this day and forever.

I want him to know that though my heart is wrecked in living a life without him – I have already completely adjusted to it. I learned to do things on my own; I learned to be totally independent. I want him to know that I am no more an immature boy who prayed that he’ll be back one day – I have already accepted the fact that he is not coming back. I want him to know that though I still cry every time he crosses my mind, though my heart bleeds every time I think of his departure – I have already moved on. We have already moved on at home and in fact, everyone at home is already doing fine. We manage to laugh again, play jokes, and reminisce his memories without any traces of loneliness.

I want him to know that we are fine. I want him to know that he must not worry us and just be happy wherever he is now.

The tears still fall, the pain still hovers – but I’m okay Pa. Please be fine. I miss you. I love you. Happy Birthday!

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Today, I will go home to visit my family and as well, my father’s grave. I will be back soon.

If this is what you wanted...

I already see this coming.

I am never an emo. To inflict pains on myself just to grab a reason to cry for is never been in my vocabulary. I don’t want to complicate things because I know, it would only hurt more. I want to get this straight – if this is what you really wanted, then, I’ll let you go. If this is already the end, then, I’m saying now these words – thank you and goodbye!

I know it’s too mushy if I will say that being with you in the past three months is one of the best things that happened in my life – we must not fool ourselves; we both know that it never was. But you know, though it was a little farther from being the best, it is worth-treasuring. I want you to believe in me for the last time that my days in those months had turned colorful because of you. You made me smile and love again – and I thank you for that. If this is the end, then, I will surely miss that.

I know it’s an overstatement if I’ll say that I can’t live a life without you – we must not exaggerate it; we can still live two happy separate lives. But you know, though my world won’t end with you walking away, you are already a piece of me. I will miss everything that you do, and perhaps, I will be missing that forever. You will always be a part of me – and I thank you for that – and I will miss you for that.

I am never an emo. But you know, I will cry for you…

Thank you. Goodbye.

Whatever...

HAPPY FIESTA HOME!

I wish I was there. But I have to make some excuses so that I won’t see the people I hated most. Sometimes, I have to sacrifice my will of going home so that I won’t be pained – so that my loved ones would not be pained seeing me in pain. It’s much better to be this way.

I know you’ll drop by (so that you will know)

Remember the time when I told you that I have already moved on and that I am okay with them now? Well, I was telling the truth. Too bad, you did not trust me.

Remember that time when I told you that I love you? The heaven knows that I mean it. Too bad, you still doubt that.

Remember that moment when I held your hand and told you that you are one of the reasons why I’m optimistic each day? Damn, I was honest in telling that. Too bad, you still questioned.

I thought you trusted me but then, I just found out lately that you did not. You never did. And that hurts me. I believe that when you love, you’ll trust – just how I trusted you from the very start.

And then, I woke up today with my phone calendar reminding me that it has been 3 months now since I told you those words with all honesty.

Happy monthsary! And this time, I’m lying. We can never be happy on this day and we’re not going any farther if you won’t trust me…

Happy monthsary! I’ll be happy today.
I lied.






(Ahai. Drama. Saon nalang…)

Because this too will pass…

I learned from this business that it is nice to be important but, it is more important to be nice. In the past days, I have learned that when being nice too much, some people would tend to take your goodness for granted.

You cannot blame me if I’ll say, sometimes, nakakapagod nang maging mabait especially when you get nothing but pains and disappointments. I admit that I am tired – to be exact, I’ve been tired. I admit that I even swore to myself that starting today, I’m never gonna be nice again.

Moreover, I admit that I know, I'm going to take back my words days from now. I know these too will pass. So God, please let it pass now.

Makulay ang buhay!

Babala: Ang mga larawan sa ibaba ay tumatakbo (also known as marquee - whatever!). Isinasangguni sa mga mambabasa na maghintay dahil matagal po itong mag-loading.
Aw? Who cares?

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Ang mga manunulat ng bayan; Ang mga estudyanteng lumalaban!

Sometimes, it’s crazy to think how a group of individuals of different races, culture, attitude, and bring ups can call each other a FAMILY MEMBER. Yeah, it’s maybe crazy to imagine but we have proven – it’s not crazy at all.

Sometimes, it’s crazy to think that the persons whom you have yelled at now, can be the persons who are ready to lend a hand when you need it most. Yeah, it’s maybe crazy to think about but I have attested – it’s not crazy at all.

Sometimes, it’s crazy to think that the persons who have hurt you can be some of the few good reasons why you keep on holding and believing. Yeah, it’s a crazy thought but trust me – it’s not crazy at all.

Padugo? Wala ka kasabot? 'Yaw nag bark. Basta, mao na to.

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