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Wednesday, September 17, 2014

The Happiness Project



Do you want to keep playing, or do you want to win
-Mother, HIMYM S9

At some point in our life, we will meet that special person who will reset our world. The person who will make sense of all the heartbreaks we had. The person who will permanently make all the pain of the past just a fond memory. The person who will make the long wait all worth it. The person who will make you feel giddy all over again. 

Life is unfair. Love is even meaner. You think so? If you haven't experienced failure or heartbreak, you have not really accomplished anything yet. Your life must be filled with empty spaces. It takes a lot of believing to make dreams come true, to make real love a legacy. It takes a lot of things yourself.

It is not crazy to believe in fairy tales... because I swear they do happen. A happy-ever-after only ceases to exist the moment we stop believing on it. I'm glad I never did. 

^______^

Sunday, June 9, 2013

the untitled story

The hater and the hated. The bestfriend and the lover. The soulmate and the spouse. The ghost and the hunted. The cactus and the dessert. The superhero and the villain-free city. The lemon and the vodka... How does it feel like to be THE irony in an ironic story? It's like choosing just one in every two options I just mentioned. Some of them sounds good (like soulmates and superheroes and lemons and vodka), but they can only be good if they serve the purpose of their existence. Without meaning, they are also just one of those choices people struggled with  each day. Just as without a villain, a superhero is just one of those ordinary guys who takes a bath and eat at least three times a day.

This post is for people like me who sometimes ask a lot of questions because they are afraid that if they stop asking, they would finally get an unpleasant answer. And I admit, I have this mood when I'd rather die wondering than know exactly how bad and painful the answer is. But i try to look anyway; I ask anyway.  Even when I know it will really hurt, I ask anyway. Then it led me to this: If life is as simple as learning to cook pancakes, then we would all be in deep trouble. Because just like life, pancakes looks easy to prepare, but it really is not...not when you want a really tasty and perfectly made pancakes (this is making me hungry).

So we are given a chance to choose who we could be, who would you want to be? I guess the reason why we are given freewill in the first place is because choosing one's fate from a limited list of options is unfair and stupid. We could be anyone, the options are infinite; this is basically what makes the choosing difficult and yet fun. 

If there could be an easy way out of all the illogical situations you get yourself into, but then the payback is that you get to live only within the bounds of all the things that makes life fine but not really great, would you take the bait? We create and live in stories every single day; some we share, some remain forever just that... a story untold. I'd rather have great untold stories than share all those that don't really make any difference to the world. Who cares about bragging rights? It doesn't make one happy and content... not for a long time anyway.

To make a mountain of your life
Is just a choice
But I never learned enough
To listen to the voice that told me
Always love... Hate will get you every time...
Always love... Don't wait til the finish line...

Slow demands come 'round
Squeeze the air and keep the rest out
It helps to write it down
Even when you then cross it out
But always love... Hate will get you every time...
Always love... Even when you wanna fight...

Self-directed lives
I want to know what it'd be like to
Aim so high above
Any card that you've dealt you
Always love... Hate will get you every time...
Always love... Hate will get you...

- Always  Love by Nada Surf

This was the background song when Robin lost her I-love-you-ginity to Ted in How I Met Your Mother...And yeah, it feels right when all along you've just been waiting for is the right person. When finally you find the right person, you would no longer have to choose... you could be who you really are. 

Sunday, May 26, 2013

my 21st birthday Cliché...

Happy Birthday to me! And good morning to you, too! Because I've been awake for almost three and a half hours now doing nothing, really, but twist and turn and eat mini milky way and musketeers chocolates on my bed, I finally decided to do something productive (yep, this is me being productive).

What I'm about to do is Clichéd... my 21 birthday wishes for my 21st birthday (oh yeah, it's gonna be a long list)!

1. Book. This is a personal tradition. Either someone gives me a book, or I give me a book. I have a really long wish list for books so let's not get into that. But there's this one Filipino joke book I've been trying to buy that I guess I'm gonna get for this birthday (I just thought of that exactly a few seconds ago).

2. Song Dedication. This is another personal tradition. I wonder if there is one for this year.

3. Shooting star. Some people wish upon them, I just wish to see one of them during birthdays...okay, I also wish to see one during Christmas. They are just so magical it feels like everything is not happening even when they really are. (Fun Fact: I've seen a shooting star only once. And yeah, it was on a long-time-ago birthday).

4. New Girl Season 2. I love this series. sa mga panahong stressed at depressed ako, I could go all day bumming around and watching Jess live her life.

5. Fringe Season 4 and 5. This was my fierce mode series. Can you believe I finished the first three seasons in just two months? (FYI, I only had two rest days in a week).

6. A bottle of alcoholic drink. I don't drink so I'd love a bottle. Kampai!

7. A Movie Date. It was a plan I formulated when 2013 began...that special occasions can be celebrated alone as long as part of the day is a movie date. 

8. Ritter Sport in dark green wrapper.

9. Ritter Sport in patterned dark brown wrapper.

10. Ritter Sport in Cappuccino flavor. I forgot the wrapper's color. For numbers 8 and 9, too. Since last year, this has been my favorite chocolate and in the seven flavors I've tasted, these three are so far the best. Can you feel how much I love ritter sport? They occupy three numbers on my limited 21 wishes!

11. Hug. When nothing seems to go right, a hug always makes a difference.

12. A Good Joke. A joke that would make me laugh all day and has no expiration date.

13. A Great Meal. What's a birthday with no food that would make me remember the day? Bad birthday... hihihi

14. A Letter. It could come from anyone, but it should come from that anyone's heart.

15. A Poem. It's classic but I still think writing for someone is the sweetest thing in the world.

16. A Birthday Picture.

17. A Cute T-Shirt. I'm just that t-shirt kind of girl.

18. A Birthday Card. People rarely appreciate greeting cards anymore. It's been all about social networking sites and techie means these days. It's sad how trends could break good sentiments. Facebook or Twitter greetings hardly make a person cry, even a phonecall could be difficult. But a greeting card? It's the epitome of things that make a person cry with joy.

19. Fireworks. Something that would make this birthday magical...

20. A Surprise. Something that would make this birthday the best ever...

21. 

Note: Number 21 is a blank... you guys have a slot in my wish list. If given the chance, what would you give me? Make me happy. ^________________^