This I pray...

Dear Lord,

I know you want the best for me, but sometimes I just don’t feel it in my heart. Please remind me that I do not have to worry about anything because things will go on as they are planned. I know you want me to be happy. Please don’t let him do anything to hurt my feelings, and I pray that in time he will realize that he feels the same way for me. I know that if I just believe, I will be granted with the one I am praying for… Amen.

Waiting For Our Love Story ♥

The notebooks would be where we will write our simple stories. The locket would be for us to place our photos on each side. And no matter how silly it is, the Starbucks GCs would be for us to share.
I love you even before I meet you.♥

And I know that the time will come that God will give me the best love story I could ever ask for; A love story He wrote Himself.♥

Always a Special Place

McDonald’s: Where it all started.

Another on the Wishlist

Karen Christine wants True Love, A Limited Edition UP Adidas Jacket, A Macbook G4 charger, and a Digital Single-Lens Reflex Camera, preferably Canon EOS (hehe). :D Anyone willing to grant any of these? (Well, except for True Love, of course).

Hair Revamp

BEFORE

AFTER

Mi Pelu (Xy) had her hair rebonded while I had mine cut short. As in short. :| I actually intended to have mine at shoulder (or longer) length but it ended up this way. Lesson learned: do not text while having a haircut. It’s dangerous.

Chris, My Love ♥

So the saying “When something is gone, something better will come” is true. Chris Tiu had better billboards along NLEX :) I love you, Chris Tiu! xoxo

10-27-09 HAPPY =)

Found this on a resort’s shower room. Apparently, I was also happy on the night she wrote this on the wall (I assume it was a she because it was in the ladies' shower room.) Wala lang. :P

Tonight...

Tonight I can write the saddest lines

           

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

Write, for example, ‘The night is shattered

and the blue stars shiver in the distance.'

The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

Through nights like this one I held her in my arms

I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.

She loved me sometimes, and I loved her too.

How could one not have loved her great still eyes.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.

To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.

And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.

What does it matter that my love could not keep her.

The night is shattered and she is not with me.

This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.

My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

My sight searches for her as though to go to her.

My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.

The same night whitening the same trees.

We, of that time, are no longer the same.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.

My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.

Another's. She will be another's. Like my kisses before.

Her voice. Her bright body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.

Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms

my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer

and these the last verses that I write for her.

Pablo Neruda

inside(?) joke

Note: Hindi nakakatawa ang kwentong ito kung hindi mo sila kilala. ;P

Joniel at Daryl, nakasakay sa Jeep…

Daryl: Bayad po.

Manong driver: Marcelo ba kayo?

Daryl: Sya lang po. Fajardo po ako. :))