Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Jan 2, 2012

Beliver of Love

Nov 22, '09 9:59 PM
for everyone
I am a believer of love eve though it failed me a lot of times. But I know someone will come along. Someone whom I'll end up with, happy and fulfilled. I remember someone told me that instead of waiting for the right guy, I should concentrate on being the right girl. And God put me on situations that tested and practiced my capability to love.

I am a believer of love. Love does not come every day. I will not hinder once it happens to other people, same way as I will not allow anyone to hinder it once it comes to me. In contrast, I still believe that a right love at the wrong time & wrong place is a wrong love. =)

It's a battle!

Nov 17, '09 2:24 PM
for everyone
People go through difficult experiences; they get hurt, fall, stumble, and get wounded. Life is a battle. We need to keep our faith and hopes high. The good thing about the battle of life is that no matter how bad we get hit by our enemies, we always have the power to be healed by our own choice. We can just pick up our weapon, stand up, run, and fight back. Sometimes we just want to give up, just stay where we're lying and just close our eyes. But not matter how hard we keep our eyes shut, we can never escape the sound of the battle field - the voice of your enemies and your colleagues, the sound of the firing guns, the explosion of the bombs, and the cries of others who are also wounded. There is no assurance for a rescue, because everyone's struggling the same way you are. Everyone's fighting their own battle. You only have yourself, your wounds, your fractured bones, your injured body, your weapon, your faith, and your hope. And sometimes knowing that you're alive is the best hope you can hold on to yourself to just keep on fighting. We are all warriors, destined to fight for our own destiny.

My toy story

Aug 12, '09 9:46 AM
for everyone



I am a toy.





I am a robot.




I was flashy and new when my master bought me out from the store. He did everything to earn the money to pay for my price. He was happy with me and the features I had. 

He adored me. He played with me all times of the day and even kept me on his sides while he was sleeping at night. Those were the perfect moments of my life as a toy robot.

I didn't know what exactly happened. He just played with me less each day until the day came when he justforgot about me. I guess he grew up to the realization that playing with his human friends are much better than a toy robot like me.

It hurt me. 

I was in pain. 


If only a toy robot made of plastic could tear out the pain I was feeling. At that point, I wished I was more than what I was, maybe my master would have kept me.

Time passed and I accepted the fact he would not come back to play with me. I decided to move on and restore the hard-heart I had before he bought me out form the store.


It wasn't close to healing, but at least I was, when out of nothingness, my master held me up. I saw the smile in his face. I felt he missed me. He played with me again, and promised he would never lose me again.

And now my master is growing. He isn't the child who wanted me anymore. I can feel him slowly drifting awayfrom me.

Will history repeat itself?


I hope not.


I love my master.


I love myself.



And, him throwing me away again, would hurt me so much again.



But I am a robot. Just a toy.



What will happen to me?




Will master keep me?


or


Will master throw me away, just like he did?

That Girl

Aug 9, '08 9:50 AM
for everyone
One day you're going to want that specific girl. 
That girl that knew she wasn't perfect, but tried to be for you.
That girl who wanted nothing more than to be there for you 
and love you the only way she knew she could. 
That girl who sees your flaws, 
but values them as much as your strengths. 
That girl who still can't bring herself to hate you,
even though you probably deserve it. 
That girl who saw past your pretty face
and treasured parts of you that no one else appreciated.
That girl who realizes she may never have your heart,
but will carry the image of you in hers forever
. And by the time you realize that's the girl you're looking for, 
she'll be with the guy who already knew.
-repost from Ciarky's blog

I will never stop loving

Jun 28, '08 1:05 PM
for everyone


"... I thought I would borrow a few words from Shakespeare ... love is not love which alters when it alteration finds ... when life gets hard and things change, true love remains the same ..."


We journey life in search of true love, but sometimes we fail to see that true love exists in the journey itself....

Whenever we have problems, we feel so desperate that we think we're the worst person living on earth at that moment. What we fail to see is that our problem might be a normal state for some people, yet they still manage to live life to the fullest that they can be...

I just bounced back from a "problem", but analyzing it, I really couldn't call it a problem. It was more of a challenge. It challenge my personality and maturity. I'll be turning 20 y/o this July 18 and I guess it was just God's way of telling me that I'm growing older and i should realize it. And I realized it! Age isn't just counting years of existence, it is also a basis of how people should live their life.

Love is the weakest part of my life. I never succeeded with it...but love succeeded on teaching me things that only it can do. I used to be scared of love because i always had in mind the equation of love = hurt....but my view of love changed. There is nothing in this world that could compare to being in love. True love exists but we just expect too much, and our expectations hurt us. 



DREAD OF LOVE

Sep 20, '07 1:00 PM
for everyone

             It’s late but I’m still awake. Thoughts are running in my mind. I do not know how to put those thoughts in words. I’m confused, I’m alone, and I’m scared.

I’m scared, so scared to fall in love. It’s not that I’m already falling, but there is something going on my life which puts me at high risk of falling, again.

For me, falling is equal to failing. Failing is getting hurt. I don’t want to get hurt again that’s why I don’t want to fall.

The love my friends are giving me is already enough, and I ask nothing else but for them to stay with me. But can I resist love if it’ll knock on my door?

Of course I want to be loved and I want to love but it’ll be like putting me at the end of a cliff; one wrong move and I’ll fall down and stumble on the ground. I fell a couple of times already; it was really painful but it’s just a matter of accepting. The hard part is rising up and climbing back again. The agony of forgiving, forgetting and restoring yourself is never easy.


The reason I’m so invincible is because of my fear. I fear love and I’m not sure if I can bet my heart on it again. I keep my guards up to protect myself and not get hurt again. I want to be more cautious that if ever I’ll put myself in a dreadful thing, at least I can hold on to something sure.

I’ve been left behind a couple of times and I don’t want to be left alone again. It’s hard to find yourself back. So why would I allow myself to be at risk of getting lost?

Of course I don’t want to hurt or leave someone, but why am I the one being left behind? Why am I the one always getting hurt? They always say the word “love” and “forever,” but those words do not really exist, because if they do then where are they? I’m not blaming history for my being this way, but the past had a lot to do of what I am today. Trauma! I was hurt, I bled, I was wounded, I healed, but the scars, which remind me of the ugly side of “love” (as they call it), are still present.

Love is a sin. Love is a torn. Love is a knife. Love is hurt. Love is just a word. Love is just an illusion. Love is never true. Love does not exist. Love is a mystery which I do not have the courage to explore.

So how can I love if I’m scared of it? How can I feel it if I do not believe its existence? How can I give it when I’m keeping my invincibility?

Love and Loving

Sep 20, '07 1:08 PM
for everyone

            “Love is not perfect. I never asked for love to be perfect. In all things, perfection is not a criterion.” There is no such thing as “perfect.”

            What’s the difference between “LOVE” and “LOVING”?
            A friend told me the difference between “Love” and “Loving”; that love is something you subjectively feel and loving is putting the feeling into actions. There are cases when you really love someone but you do not show that love to him/her. There are also cases in which you show actions of being loving but you do not really love the person.

            Maybe it isn’t really “love” that I’m afraid of; maybe it’s the possibility of getting hurt, the possibility of being left alone again. My friend is right, love is different from loving. What I feel for my family and friends are love and even though we are far or we don’t see each other often, the way I feel for them is constant.

            Let me rephrase what I said before (Love: “It’ll be like putting me at the end of a cliff; one wrong move and I’ll fall down and stumble on the ground”). Love is putting me at the end of a cliff, carefully moving myself to fall, and hoping somebody to catch me on the way down.

            The scary thing is that what if nobody will catch you? What if somebody catches you then he realizes that it was just a mistake? What if somebody catches you and after some time he’ll just drop you on the ground? Then you’ll just find yourself broken and wounded, again?

            Falling in love is definitely an “unknown.” It is so dreadful that it really takes a lot of courage to do so; for some it may not be courage, it may just be excitement or stupidity.

Once you fall, it’s so hard to hold on to something to stop you from falling. Even when you get to hold on to something, it’s still agonizing to keep yourself on that state, unless you get your feet back on the ground. They say that it is hard to resist gravity; maybe that’s the reason people keep on falling and stumbling on the ground, maybe that’s why a lot of people are broken, maybe that’s why a lot of people are afraid to fall in love. It is gravity’s fault!!!

For me, if you decide to give in and allow yourself to fall on the cliff, at least be sure that somebody will catch you on your way down. That’s the reason why I’m so afraid to fall; even when I know that someone will catch me, he may later on realize that it’s just a mistake.

everybody is depress... hell that MICROBIOLOGY midterm exam

May 7, '07 8:39 PM
for Dominique's contacts

I haven’t been feeling good lately. I have lots of frustrations in life and I think no one could understand me. Everybody’s busy with their own lives and I don’t want to add trash on them. How frustrated am I? Let’s just say that I’m soon gonna join Dun, Marl, Wins, Peel, Cat, and Phil’s industry! Add Marie and Juana as my soon-business partners! (Kiddin’)….

Life’s cruel with me lately. It went on me behind my back; I just woke up one day and I realized everything is hell.All those small problems I hid and ignored before piled up and it’s now a huge monster that’s destroying the city of my life.

I hate it when people are happy, but it makes me sad when I see somebody sad. Am I selfish? Or I just don’t know what I want? I guess both! I can’t be happy for somebody because I am not happy, but I’m not gonna be happy is somebody’s unhappy.

There three major bad things going on my life right now. 1.) Family, 2.) School, 3.) Love.

1.)   Family

Why do some people hold grudges against somebody just because they haven’t done their best for the “some people.” Why do some of my aunts still hold grudges against my lola just because she haven’t done her best for them in the past. She’s old and weak and she should be enjoying her remaining years in this world. I can’t help but pity her, yet I can not do anything yet at this point. Whatever is with them, I just wish they keep it themselves and let not the “grudges” be passed on us (our generation). My ex boyfriend used to have the ideal family (relatives) where they share what they have, no grudges against anyone, they help each other without expecting anything in return or trying to control or whatsoever. I’m glad I once became a part of that kind of family. I wish mine was like that. Why did Auntie Nooky had to say those things to me if she really does not want me and my cousins to get involve with their whatsoever? She did not spoon feet but she put stimulus in my mind, like she wanted me to ask and find answers. I don’t want to hate anybody, that’s the least I can do with my sinful life. It’s really affecting me a lot. I pity my lola, I love her, I miss her, and I wish I can just go home and spend some time with her. I’m so scared, I’m scared that one day she’ll be gone and I haven’t given her the best thing that she deserves, that she will be gone carrying the heartaches her daughters are giving her. I know how hurtful it is for a mom to see her daughters fight each other, what more seeing her daughters all against her. I just can imagine the agony she is feeling right now, and the tears her heart silently cries every night. I just wish my aunts wouldjust realize how life short is and we should make every moment happy and unforgettable for everybody. If your life is miserable and unfixable, at least do not pull others down. I really can’t forget these lines, “Naa lage tay anak ug apo na nurse, pera aha man? Wala man pod diri.”




2.)   School & Friends

Just this morning Thea and I were sitting and smoking outside Something’s and we were thinking of almost the same thing, she wants to restart her life and I jwant to put my life in stand by. We wished we were just robots or characters of a computer world, that somebody is controlling the things happening on us, and that when some things get messed up somebody will automatically fix it up, or restart it. Sometimes I question myself if I really can live up with this nursing thing without my heart in to it. I’m hoping someday I’m gonna find the reason why God put me in this profession beyond my own choice. As for now, I think I flunked my Microbiology midterm exam in my summer class and I’m struggling with my nutrition class, I know I’m not the only person who’s going through that Micro and Nutri problem, but the battle is inside and outside, and it is inside that I am struggling to win the fight. I failed a major exam once in my life… Midterm in Biology and now I’m about to get it the second time in Microbiology. The first time hurt, and I don’t know if I’ll be immunocompetent or immunosuppressed this time.

And there goes my two closest friends in school, Thea and Dyan. I’ve been hanging out more with Thea lately, I’m so happy because I thought I lost our closeness when we separated ways some semesters ago. She is also going through a lot of personal things right now. I promise myself I will be there for her, and give her the best of the least thing that I can do for her. With Dyan, I miss that bitch. She’s one-of-a-kind friend, and it’s really hard to find one like her (rare specie). The mother of Dyan’s best friend in Isabela, Kim, died. Her mom was shot in front of their house. I did not ignore that thing just because Kim is not part of my life. Sometimes you just have to feel other’s feeling in order to learn, and not wait for it to actually happen to you. With what happened to Thea’s dad and Kim’s mom, I realized many things about loving your parents, tell them you love them once in a while; I know it’s quite hard or shameful but if we can tell our boyfriends and girlfriends about how much they mean to us, then why can we not do it to the people who brought you to this world?


3.)   Love

It sucks! Sometimes I think I’m gonna be an old maid for the rest of my life. I’m so unlucky when it comes to loving guys. I just want to love and be loved at the same time, if one of the two is lacking then it’s just a hell of a joke! I’ve been through serious relationships and flings, I hurt some guys and most guys hurt me but if I could turn back time I would not change anything because each and every relationship I’ve been through made me strong, helped me find the woman I am right now. Of course there are bitterness, regrets and guilt but they are just stuck in my back, I need to look forward and keep moving on with my life.

Bitterness?
Let’s call him “River”… the start of our relationship was a joke, we were together but then I realized there was a feeling involved on it, the sad part is it was only my feelings (I guess). He broke up with me without giving me the reason, I begged for him to stay, he stayed but the next day he said he just said he’s stay so I would stop crying, and then I decided to give up on him but he asked us to be together again, and then he broke up for the last time. Months later he asked me again if we could still be together; I still had the feeling but I decided not to. I still have that bitterness inside me, and I still don’t know why he broke up with me. And honestly, I’m over him but I still have not moved on.

Regret?
Let’s call him “Beach”… My best relationship with a guy was with him, he was the right guy I wanted but things were just against us. Gossips mocked us almost every month. Issues about girls bugged us always. I couldn’t help question him but what I wanted is for him to defend himself, because I’m on a dilemma between my trust for my friends and my trust for him. I lost some friends for my believing on him, yet I did not regret. Blah…blah…blah… Our relationship ended for a reason which I think is not enough for someone to break up with the person he loves. I’m very fragile with goodbyes specially if I’m the one being left, and at that moment I felt that way, that he was leaving me and I’m left alone again. I tried to be independent and I tried to move on, I kept myself busy. There was a mistake, because keeping myself busy did not help me move on, it just made me forget that I had to. Then I saw a picture from another girl’s account with him, and then a girl confessed to me that she and Beach had a relationship last year while we were still on. It flared me up, it made me angry and I hated him. He wasn’t my boyfriend anymore so I had no reason to believe on him unless he proves me or give me evidences, and unfortunately he could not prove his side objectively and could not present me evidence. I believed he really cheated on me. After months, my anger and bitterness expired and I already forgave him. Beach was coming over in Manila and I thought now that I’m not angry on him anymore and he’ll be coming here maybe we can still be together, and the stupid-me hoped! Then he told me he already have a girlfriend. Everything just fell in front of me. I honestly still love the guy but now that he has a girlfriend I’ll just keep things within myself. The girl seems very much in love with him, and I think Beach love her as well, so I’ll just back off and be friends with Beach. I just would like to hold on to the thought that he cheated me so I would not regret and feel worse, because I am feeling bad right now. That’s the major thing that’s keeping me depress nowadays. It’s silly I feel bad for an ex, but that’s what my brain hormones are working on right now. “Moving on is when you just realize it’s over but the feeling is still there, you just ignore it. Getting over is when you totally accept the fact that the person you used to call mine is not anymore yours.”

Guilt?
Let’s call him Mountain… He loves me, I tried to love him, I love him but I can’t just love him the way he deserves to be loved. He does not deserve me, he deserves someone better – a very over used line but that’s just it! I really don’t deserve everything that he is giving me, it’s GRACE! I feel guilty for it and I just want to set him free and who knows he may find someone better, the one he deserves to have, the one meant for him.

Is it Valentine's Day, Dom?

Jun 5, '07 9:25 PM
for everyone
May 30, 2007
Tuesday
7:28pm



Is it Valentine’s Day, Dom?

Love is a great feeling! I certainly agree with that based from my short experience in my soon-to-be 19 years of existence in this polluted planet Earth.

When was the last time I felt love? Two months ago. It was love but I wasn’t in love. Love comes in different forms. It may be the romantic or lustrous or innocent or criminal love; whatever it is as long as the feeling is there and perfection is not a criterion of the moment, then it certainly is love!

Haley and Nathan Scott (One Tree Hill) had so much love between them in such a young age. Peyton had so much love with Jake, Jenny, Lucas, Brooke, her dad and her art. Karen and Lucas’s love was just perfect!

I remembered Brooke saying this to Haley, “Show us true love really exists.” And it made me wonder does true love between a girl and a boy really exist? I have been loving and been loved since I started dating but I haven’t seen or felt that true love yet. I’m soon gonna be 19 years old and I haven’t seen a couple equipped with that; not in my grandparents, aunts and uncles, not even with my parents.

They say that there is no perfect guy, but there is one guy; one guy for you. I wonder is there really a one guy for me? Will I be able to find him or will he be able to find me? Who is that guy? Will love be the reason why he is the one for me? If he is for me, am I for him?



 -di ko na kayang tapusin...

Last Month was so Good... Today, I will make it Better

June 5, 2007              -           Tuesday                                 7:05pm

LAST MONTH WAS SO GOOD… TODAY, I WILL MAKE IT BETTER…

Do you know how it feels like to have everything in your hand in one second, and the next you see it all falling apart? I’m sure you did. We all did!

Last month I had everything I wanted; I had my happiness, my friends and the “love.” Last month I saw everything fall apart. Last month I was hurt. Last month I lost the “love.” Last month I almost lost a friend. And this month, I may not have the love and the fun, but I still have my friends.

It is not important to narrate the details, what matters are the things I realized and lessons I learned. After every situation, never forget to think, analyze and reflect why it happened. Everything has a reason; it may lead you to something better or worse, or it may be a test. From the situation I’ve been, it was both.

Trials are supposed to make us a better person, strong and wise. It hurts us and we sometimes fall on our knees and just cry it out; these are just normal human reactions. Anger and sadness are normal emotions, but let it be just an emotion and not an inspiration. At a point we just get tired of the anger or sadness we feel and we just want it to go away. It’s not that easy but as long as you have the will to succeed with your intentions, you will surely attain it.

When you love, you prioritize the people you love. God first! Next on the list are my family, then my friends, then boys, then other people. I love my friends! I feel sorry for thinking something bad for a good friend without a good reason. It was a mistake and people make mistakes, it’s just a matter of correcting it and learning from it. I hope she forgives me.

Hoes over Bros.

Is it the Weather or is it Me?


Aug 18, '07 4:51 PM
for everyone

IS IT THE WEATHER OR IS IT ME?


The weather is cold and rainy, classes are suspended and it’s just me, the bed, my celphones, and the music playing from the laptop. I’m in depression mode again.

Last two days, I was sharing my past to a good friend and as I was reminiscing, I suddenly felt a strange feeling which seemed to be very familiar. After some time, I was able to determine that familiar feeling; it was the pain from a broken heart I had years ago. That pain is the root of my bitterness and mistrust today.

            My professor in Health Ethics back in 2nd year told us that, “The thing that gives you the most happiness is the same thing that will give you the most pain.” That’s LOVE. I said I don’t believe in love, but the truth is that I do believe in love, it’s just that I don’t think it really does exist in this world.

            There are more than 10M people in this world, is it possible that I find the right guy for me? Or will he be able to find me? In this world full to cruelty, lies, deception and avenging hearts, is it still possible for me to meet the person whom God intended for me? Will I still see that person who will change my heart which holds a bitter paradigm against love?

            It’s so ironic for a person like me, who doesn’t believe in the existence of love, to talk about it. I know only little about it, that’s why I have plenty of questions. Love, for me, is a mystery which I do not have the courage to explore. It’s a dangerous thing; it may satisfy or destroy you.

            As for me, I say I’m not yet ready for it and I do not know until when I will be not ready for it. But as what I always say, I’m not closing doors and “perfection is not a criterion.”

-written during no classes bec of bagyong Dodong