D, v.28

I’ve got a confession to make.

Every time I go to the place where we met, I realize the same thing over and over again… that it is possible for me to take a lifetime waiting for you.

Don’t get me wrong—I’m not falling out of love with you, of course not, because I still think of you every night before I go to sleep. It is still you who comes to my mind whenever the word love is mentioned. It is still you who I imagine walking beside me whenever I go home alone. The thing is, it’s hard to believe that someday you will be with me when I see you with her laughing and having a good time: the things I have always wished that we would do together.

I can’t say that I am now going on to the phase of moving on and giving you up, because there is still a part of me that believes in the reality of these dreams. But now it is all right to me if you are not the one. I am torn with the belief that you are the one, and the fact that you aren’t.

I know things will fix themselves up someday. If you are for me, then good. If you are not for me, then live a good life with her. I feel a twinge of hurt while typing the last sentence though, but it will all be better in time... they always have.

D, v.27

Every time I pass by that gasoline station, I imagine its parking lot with a Mitsubishi L300… and then I’d remember your face, and your laughter will start to ring in my head. It will be like music that will cause me to smile, like it’s the first time I heard it.♥

Of Redundancy and Cheekbones

Redundancy

Sir Villar returned our application letters after his proofreading. He made a lot of remarks on our papers, telling us what and what not to do. He scrutinizes each one and returns it to the wretched applicant. When he returned mine, he said nothing but “Karen, ang redundant mo. Sobrang redundant.” And the way he said it over and over makes him redundant himself. Hahaha. After that he returned my paper which he doodled on with red pen.

Separation of Church and State

“How can you protect someone if you’re not involved with them?”

-sabi nung ate na kamukha ni Selena Gomez regarding Radhakrishnan’s non-involvement of the government in protecting religion.

Nobody, Nobody but You *clap clap, clap*

This song played on my head all day! (Together with the “lips like sugar” song). When I was on the bus ride going home, I was sitting beside this guy, who really looks like a guy. But when turned on his ipod I heard the song he’s listening to, and it goes like: Nobody, nobody but You *clap clap, clap*. Hahaha.

Your past love has tried to add you to his friends list. Allow or Deny?

Yes, he added me to his friends list. Surprisingly, he considers me one and not just a mere acquaintance. I would not be surprised is he suddenly deletes me because maybe he just accidentally hit the “add” button that time. And perhaps I am used to him ignoring me. (oooh, bitterness).

Love-dub

As my day comes to a close, I was greeted with a big surprise: I saw D!♥ he was the first one to approach me as he silently tapped his t-square to my backpack (I won’t wash it ever :P). When he got off the vehicle, he smiled and said goodbye. It felt like my head was floating with happiness. Silly me, I know this is shallow.

But still, I think he still doesn’t know I missed him so much (and because I did not let it show).

Whatever. Today is still a happy day.

envy kills

I can’t believe some people would go that far just to see someone else fall.

What happened to our team last Saturday was so disappointing. It is hard to believe—even just imagine that educated persons would do such an unprofessional thing so that they could gloat while seeing the person they hate come crashing down. Neither could I believe that envy can take someone that far.

From now on I will always remember what my good friend and teammate Earl said: Maraming taong madumi maglaro sa mundong ito. Even those people who treat you as a friend could be your worst detractors, without you knowing why.

At this point in time when victory matters more than anything else, it is really hard to find people whom you can trust.

D, v.26

I miss you more than I miss the D Chronicles

It’s been a while since I last made an entry about you. That was on my fifth month of liking you. Now don’t ask what happened as I go on the sixth—or now that I’m going on the seventh. I am now in the process of controlling my emotions, and I realized how fun it could be to study (ugh) without interferences brought about by my unconscious doodling of your name on my notepad.

But it’s undeniable that I miss you so much it hurts. Do you know why? It’s because I miss you so much and I know it doesn’t do anything to you. It’s because I miss you so much that I think about you everyday, and you don’t even seem to care. I miss you so much but still you remain unaware that I am silently wishing that you are here with me.

Like how my cousin told my how my heart beats, it is still calling out your name.

Thank you, President Aquino

Goodbye,

To The Philippines’ first woman president. To an icon of democracy. To a true example of faith. To the mother of the Filipinos.

We hope that our country will have another great president like you. A president who puts everything in God’s hands and supports, not abuses, the Filipino people.

We love you President Corazon Aquino. You and your husband Ninoy will forever live in our hearts.

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