Feels like yesterday...

mood:
:( :( :(
'missing tatay on his birthday...he's in abudhabi for work!

A birthday poem to my Tatay...

Six years we’ve been together
Yet, it still feels like yesteryears.
The love I have for you
Only gets deeper, each day anew.
The face I look forward to seeing each day -
Am glad the one I first get a glance to now.
The tender hugs and kisses
I get them now in all hours.
I could never get over how I’m missing you
Just every time you start to leave for work
It’s always been like that
Even I know it will only take a minute or two.
I can’t thank you enough for all that you’ve given -
My husband …
You have completed me!
Time will come when we get old and gray
But what I have for you will never change
And I promise you –
everything will always feel like yesterday.

'hope he gets to this site without me dragging him and be able to read this poem (though I had it posted on his friendster account but then, who do you think updates his profile, aber?). Knowing my husband, he doesn't come to my blog as in his word "emote?!" Yeah, he doesn't want to see me in tears but sometimes, he has no choice. He married a frustrated actress who only gets the limelight during these "emote moments". (:

Happy birthday, Tatay!!!

I made this especially for you - sorry, no Caterpillar shoes for now. (:

Luv mmmmmmmmmmmwah gid! (: (: (:

Ramblings about the EX-

mood: napapa-esep-esep...


"Would you speak to an ex…or something like, is it ok to talk to an ex?"

I came across this question while “goggling” (masyado bang obvious anong gamit kung search engine?) and I can’t help but give my two-fils worth even if I know nobody would care and as I often wonder, may gatalang man ayhan dire sa akon blog?

For one, it’s hard to answer yes or no for someone who doesn’t have a (REAL) ex! Here we go again.

Let me again defend myself not because I’m guilty. I CAN’T and just COULDN’T say, talk, speak or even just give it a thought that I had a real boyfriend! Reel, imaginary, yeah, maybe but real? Mmmmhhh…can’t think of anyone that fits the bill. Maybe, ka-“mu” as in ka-“un” but at this age, just a thought of it feels…yikes! Corny? Naman…Ok, sounds defensive. But the heck, it’s my blog and when I say I had no boyfried(s) then I had no boyfriend(s).

ANYWAY, I’m here to share my thoughts on that question so, let’s stick with the topic.

So, again is it ok to speak with an ex? And I mean, just the two of you – them – you and the ex alone.

Personally, at first I would have said yeah, no problem BUT on the other thought, I ask my self "would I allow my husband to speak with his ex?" With a group sure, why not (choconut) BUT alone, only the two of them?! (ROAR! Ok an exaggeration here!)

Plus, I have to admit I’m super SELOSA! Yes, I am but would like to believe that in a more mature way now (naks!). Come on let’s get real – don’t you think two people who had been together will never bring up anything from the past? And I think going to that territory is quite dangerous especially if one of the two still feel something for the other (am I talking too obvious? ‘call it woman’s instinct!).

I admire though, those people who are in good terms with their exes and even able to go double-date with their respective new partners. Unfortunately, it’s not like that to most.

Do unto others, as you would want others do unto you.

You see, it’s all a matter of respect and knowing what is more important to you. Even if talking with that person means nothing, with no malice at all but you know that your partner is not comfortable with the thought then, I don’t see any point why you should press on the idea. Focus on the present and don’t let the past gets to you.

Kaya nga EX- eh!

But then, again...

mood: hurting...almost crying.




I stumbled on this picture from my sister’s Friendster account and I almost forgot the hurt and pain I should have felt…Should as I was, I have to say in denial then.

This place is where our old HOME used to stand.

Looking back, it used to be a happy and “loud” place. No mansion was standing on it but there was this tiny box called house with simply, people who loves just being together in one roof sharing laughters most of the time and tears once in a while.

From here I met the not-so-good neighbor everybody has - that I will surely remember. People that will put one further lower down even they are already in the bottom. To make it more simple, people who are plastics! But then, there were some good ones I will forever cherish. (It’s a wonder how I can describe how I feel towards the people who were nice and kind with one simple word.)

From this place I have seen and experience what they call INJUSTICE – strong word but, yes. If you’re nobody (and NO MONEY!), you’re done. You think, it’s only in the movies? But then, again, from here I also found friendship and LOVE.

I left this place not exactly understanding and clear on what I really feel and I must admit I’m not too excited to get back. But then, again, I will just probably think and remember the good things rather than the not-so-good ones. Afterall, from this place is where I found my forever…

So much for the hurt…pain…injustice…plastics… but I know, that one day I’ll face and deal with them.

One day…and I shall be ready.

Better late...

mood:
cannot tell...confuse? in love? happy? sad? hungry?
mmmm...mixed emotions?

A belated birthday entry. (:

I’ve been banned from having birthdays
A new rule has been made
Signed, sealed and delivered
By the local Fire Brigade!
They say that all those candles
Would create such a blaze
They’d have to come and put it out
And stay around for days!

So, had a party without the birthday cake,
Lighted one candle
Just for old time’s sake,
Those firemen! So fit and strong,
Such handsome looking men -
Whose birthday is it, anyway?
One of these days (very soon!) I’ll light them all again!

Well, actually not much of celebration there. ): Just went to church, and basically that's where I was able to ligth a candle but didn't blow it, of course! And had dinner with some Titas (my mama's side). Tatay wasn't even around as he got work! Sad...sad...sad...but nevertheless...

"Thank you Lord for another year!"

Bagong taon...bagong pag-asa. (:


Original Text and Poem by Margaret Glendenning visit http://www.scrapbook.com/quotes/doc/12223/8.html