Let go of the past. Look forward to the bright, bright future.

But never forget wonderful memories, and be thankful that life has brought you somehow to where you are right now.

Life is a wonderful journey to take, specially when you do it together with the people you love.

Goodbye, pleasant past. I shall always have you in my heart. Hello, fantastic future. You are most welcome to fill my heart with all the love you can give

Endless warmth. Turquoise seas. White, powdery, soothing sand. Seductive sunsets. Perfect escape.

I close my eyes, and I’m in paradise.

My body lets go, and surrenders to my haven.

My soul rejoices as it reaches home.

All year round this is all I live for.

For every sleepless night, for every tired muscle, I only think of getting there as I willfully let time pass and let it bruise my body. Once I reach my destination, I will lie down on the sand, close my eyes, and feel my body resurrect from its death.

I would spread my wings, fly like an angel, and feel freedom at its peak.
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Way back in college, I’ve always loved all my literature subjects. That explains while up to now, I still could not forget the stories we’ve discussed, the poems we’ve recited aloud, and one of the unforgettable stories that I’ve studied is called Araby, written by Irishman James Joyce.

Such a timely story, which perfectly describes my life right now.

To sum it up, it’s about a boy who lived in Dublin, who had all this grandeur visions of Araby, a carnival of some sorts with an exotic setting of the Middle East, and aside from that, he is also smitten with a girl, which, when he just becomes unexplainably shy when she talks to him. Upon various begging his parents to let him go to Araby, he was allowed, but was not prepared for the real Araby that greeted him as he arrived there from a tiring journey. It wasn’t as beautiful as he’d envisioned it to be , with most stalls closed, dark corners, and even flesh trade in action. He leaves Araby disappointed, and in rage.
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There are times when I’d like to give up on some things, that just don’t go the way I want them to be.

Looks like some things, no matter how hard you work hard for, just don’t materialize.

But then, should the blame rest on you?

Well yeah, you try to do everything to deserve the rays of the sun, and yet the rain falls down on you.

In the brink of giving up, you ask yourself, “is there no turning back?”

And you wished time could have flown faster. Specially if it meant healing.

Darnit, I love Marimar. I love Sergio. I love Marian Rivera. I love Dingdong Dantes.

This is one of those episodes again that made me cry.

Sergio tignan mo ko, ayaw mo ba kong maging masaya? Sergio, kung ang kakambal ng pagmamahal mo ang ay ang masaktan ako, sige tatanggapin ko yon. Sergio saktan mo nalang ako mas gugustuhin ko yon kaysa sa di mo ko mahalin dahil mahal kita, Sergio mahal na mahal na mahal kita , mahal kita Sergio mahal na mahal kita d ko kaya, mahal kita sabihin mo sakin.

Okay, I’m officially in tears again. Hahaha. Goodness embarrassing.

Everything just for love.

When pleasant surprises happen in your life, your heart just skips a beat, as your lips finally twitch into a smile, thanking the heavens for the great fortune it has bestowed upon you. Been a good girl perhaps? Life is good. But when it is the opposite, it’s rather different.

It’s like a nightmare that you just can’t escape from, as you tirelessly shake your head with the hopes of waking up, as you realize that there is indeed blood drawn as you try to hurt yourself awake. What have you done to deserve such? You check. Turns out all your life, you’ve put other people’s welfare before yours, and now, even those memories won’t help you justify why you shouldn’t be the one wanting to run away. Far, far away.

It is such a sad picture for someone to get disillusioned with the way things are as he/she has always trusted one part of the world to be constantly right. The world could be a circus full of harsh elements that can do nothing but harm one’s soul, but that one safety place, one last haven, when lost, kills someone slowly day by day.

He/she has nowhere to hide, nowhere to cry, nowhere to rest anymore. No more peace.

The soul once whole, has now a hole that flaws the entire meaning of its existence. The view of the world’s already dented. Irreparable.

This someone needs to sleep. For a long, long time. Maybe when she/he finally wakes up, the nightmare would be all over.
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When I was younger, there was a nasty rumor that I was a witch.

Now, when nobody believed in it anymore, I wished that rumor never died.

I have just noticed lately that all my very close friends are sort of “exorcising” me.
They keep on telling me that there is still so much goodness left in the world, and there are still alot of nice people around, who want to be with nice people like me ( charing, true friends lang kayo. )

Then, it dawned upon me that the term “benefit of the doubt” didn’t make any sense to me anymore.

I always chose to believe the worst , instead of trusting people because it was the easy way.
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A key signifies the our power of making decisions. Keys are used to open doors, trying to unlock something and revealing surprises and new stuff, and even locking some doors. One can always choose the doors he/she could open, because one is to be held responsible for whatever happens - be it good and bad. The key, the decision-making power of everyone, is a powerful tool that must be well thought of before doing it.

This year, I’ve used my “key” more than I have ever did in my entire life. This year was a big year of change for me as I used my key to open doors, experience new adventures, meet new people, expand my horizons, and tap into foreign territory. I’ve also admittedly used my key without thinking a few times that led my emotions to fluctuate and lead to regret. But hey, regrets are nightmares of the heart that are better let go of than clutched in the chest. So , better yet, experience, may it be good or bad, must be well-remembered. Good experience should be used to treasure and be a driving force to look forward and enjoy life, and bad experience should be lessons learned, as life is a teacher that teaches not from lectures beforehand, but after events occur.

The year 2007 was definitely a year of change, or maybe coming of age for me as I was able to experience alot of new stuff that I’ve never dreamed of.
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Credit : Jay Tablante Photography

Well, let me first say that this must be crazy weather. My psychic has told me that I would be very fulfilled this season, but I had no idea that I would be going through alot and I mean ALOT to deserve the fulfillment as it hits December 25th. Haha.

First, the good stuff. I am so addicted to Marimar! I promised myself that I wouldn’t watch or even dare switch the channel to Channel 7 ( I literally ban people who come in my room from watching local TV on Sundays because variety shows make me so irritable, vibes just don’t mix ), but lately, when the clock turns 9, even when I’m still in the office, I open the TV and watch Marimar ! God, Marian Rivera is just SO BEAUTIFUL. Whenever I’d watch her, I just couldn’t believe how beautiful she is, and I am so envious of her figure. Well, we can call her my girlcrush! The storyline’s very exciting too, and I find myself screeching with “kilig” , just because Dingdong Dantes ( whom, I think , really improved immensely and became even more gorgeous this time ) and Marian Rivera just have sizzling hot chemistry. And I mean beyond sizzling plates!
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It was one night when the power went out.

I was about to be dismayed when I felt the comfort of the dark, and the longer the dark stayed with me, the more cozy I felt as I have heard the sound of silence caressing my soul and reminding me of the old days, when the computer, electric bulbs, and air conditioners were not even in man’s wildest dreams.

A feeling of nostalgia. What would I be doing in my past life, during this hour of the night, when the candles are unlit , the surroundings are all quiet, and all I could hear are the wild beats of my heart?

I reached for a pen and started writing. Oh, the darkness became not only my friend but also my muse. I was filled with inspiration as I wrote poetic words as if I’ve been writing them for a long time already.
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