Saturday, September 25, 2010

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

I am tired of writing things like this


He said: “What’s yours, is yours”
But am I not the one?
Am I not considered yours?
Those lines sent me crying to the floor…

What we had (or what I felt we had) is over, and done.

Long done.
Since the end
Of the best summer I ever had.

These letters I write will never be read
There are more than a hundred of them,
All ending with “yours”, “always”,
“Forever and a day”…
Now that forever has an end.

It’s crazy how I waited for the pain before I surrender.

Lucky girl, for she will experience
All I had for dreams:
Listening to your rants
Of lost games and other things;

Sitting beside you as you play the piano,
Letting you meet my parents,
And brother, and Lola,
And cousins—who know you
Through all those lovestruck stories I shared;

Knowing your mom,
And being next to her in your heart,
Trying my best to meet her expectations
And taking care of you in the best way I can;

Writing you love notes every day,
And fixing your tie;
Holding your hand as we dance,
Having your last name,
And the privilege to say: “I love you till I die.”

Oh how I want to.

What saddens me is not that I lost you,
Or the happy feeling four months ago.

I cry, because I cannot do these things
For the awesome person you are.

I believe you deserve this more than anyone else.

I loved you. Love you.
What used to be forever

…Will remain just the same.

****

Almost.

So long, beloved.
You are now someone else’s,

But still my dearest.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Growling Maroons, Fighting Tigers

I experienced déjà vu when I saw this fanpage on Facebook:



Seriously, the best UAAP Cheerdance Competition I’ve ever watched. I was also shouting “Go USTeeeee” (kumpleto pati yung actions!) after I watched their routine. Benta sakin yung silver na tigers e. ;) My bestfriend Maricar Pasamanero (she’s studying in UST) and I were texting each other while I watch the CDC (she wasn’t able to watch because she was out, surveying for her thesis). She said: “OK lang sakin na kayo ang manalo, wag lang *insert university name here*”. I laughed.

And then I learned that university my bestfriend did not want to win put up posters bashing her university’s dance troupe. Come on, what happened to professionalism?

 
 Photo taken here.

Yes, I know that it’s not the University’s stand but only of a few pasaway students. Pero respect naman sana. I have also heard that this university is accusing UP of cheating. Come on, why would we? (1) Scholars perfectly know that it’s veeeeeery bad to cheat. (2) We don’t have money to bribe anyone. We don’t even have enough fund for our men’s basketball team, for crying out loud! And (3) It’s as if it’s the first time UP became cheerdance champs. Sheeesh.

So after UP was announced as this year’s champs, UST started to chant “U-nibersidad ng Pilipinas” for UP. UP in turn chanted “Go USTe”, hence, this UP-UST Friendship fanpage.

Pero bago pa man magkaroon ng ganitong fanpage (na sabi nila ay nabuo sa saying na “the enemy of my enemy is my friend”), for Maricar and I, sa UAAP lang naman magkalaban ang UP at USTe. Yeehee! And to quote my Thomasian OJT buddy Francis Oscaris: "basta wla tayong pake kung anung place univ natin ah... hahaha.... di dapat ginagawang basihan un... =)". It's all about camaraderie, after all, you can't choose whom to work with in the real world. :)

Maricar and I will graduate from our respective universities without having watched anything UAAP-related in Araneta. So we agreed to watch CDC next season. WE WILL. :D This blog post serves as record.

PS. Nakaka-LSS naman yung “Go Usteeeee”! HAHAHAHA.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

You make me teary-eyed, Charles Irving Bartowski.


What makes me a fan of Chuck is because I can relate to how he feels. I know how it is to feel for a person and not be able to say it. In this episode (Season 3, Episode 12: Chuck versus the American Hero), he finally did. Maybe it is out of envy that I cried; envy that Chuck just said “I love you” to the person he loves the most.

Don't go. Leave with me instead.



It took another episode for Sarah’s response. It made me cry again! Why, oh why, Scriptwriters, do you have to make me feel like this?

Just once, for the record: Sarah, do you love me?




After that, they lived happily (even thought of quitting the spy life and running away together). :> I know I shouldn’t be carried away with stuff like these! But sometimes, TV shows can really shoot you, straight to the heart.

Ayoko na. Chuck, you get me. I can’t even tell you and Zachary Levi apart. This fan is counting the days to September 20, season 4’s premiere.