ni yao de ai

One of the most influential taiwanese soap opera, I had was METEOR GARDEN. I mean I literally gawk at the characters. The story affecteds me and probably half of the world (only asia, I guess.) I loved the story line and most of all, how the script was told. Their lines wasn't about cuteness or anything, it was straight, funny, witty and most of all touching.

I liked the love story eventhough it does happen in rare cases, but the angst and fantasy of it was entertaining. It suprisingly wasn't boring. The characters were most of all great. Its like the role was tailor made for each of them.

The warlike-feminity of Shan Cai (main female character) was outstanding, that a girl needed not to be rescued but can be the one who saves her loved one. That every girl can be strong for the man she loves, was of course, delighting. And the idea that one of the richest sons of taiwan, turns out to be very stubborn and a bit moron, but has a heart of a puppy is very sweet.

This came out 3 to 4 years ago. But I miss it still. I like the young feeling of romantic love.

the best time

"We all need to find time for Love..If we want love to find us."

Iba ang May pinagsamahan

Last Thursday, A good friend of mine had a going-away dinner with us. She's gonna be working in singapore, probably for a long time. The night was great and everybody had a fab time. Its been really really well. See u soon, apol!




Sunset AT MOA

STARTING THE NIGHT YOUNG


THE COMPLETE MEDICAL TEAM



SUPER FRIENDS


BOWLING TIME




MAKULETS




RUBY, JO, APOL, BENCH AND ME
July 26, 2007- Thursday -MOA- Pier One

"peter petrelli"

Park Your Car, Drop That Phone, sleep on the floor and Dream about me.

Anthems For A Seventeen Year-Old Girl

Back in my younger days, i had all these fantasies of all kinds. Dreams in all shapes and sizes. I used to say I would be married or engaged by my 27th year, hmm so far.. the worst. hehe.

I always dreamed of travelling a lot. I was a fan of great sceneries in many books. i loved photography so much. I dreamed of flower-covered mountains, serene seas, lush gardens of flowers of all kinds, and deep rain forests that hid many secrets. I dreamed of many paintings to see, a worldful of art to cherish.

Back then, dreams of younger girls like me, were so easy, so simple and so naive. unlike today...

Likeables.

whenever my day sucks...there are few things I like doing best and it really kicks me up...

I like sipping on a cold frap while walking the long overpass in paseo to greenbelt.

I like having a hot choco while sitting and watching the rain.

I like watching the raindrops up in my head during the night.

I like taking a short nap after reading my fave mag or book.

I like dancing with friends.

I like cuddling up on a warm blanket after a hot shower on a cold night.

I like having a hot shower or bath after an exhausting day in traffic.

I like walking out on a summer night and watching the sea or beach.

I like driving on a sunny afternoon to the hill side.

I like eating out in an open air resto.

I like watching the sunset, and watching the people pass by.

I like sitting by the car window and watching the outside.

I like being on top of the buliding the seeing the world under me.

I like cooking only for the people I care about.

I like being with someone I love when the whole day turns to be really screwed.

sometimes, I like being quiet.

honey

"You're the light when darkness takes me
You're the good when evil breakes me
You're the love that won't forsake me "
-Thomas Dybdahl, "Honey"

old times

My old friend Emil just came back from Dubai and we met again.

Back in college, i secretly so liked him. I don't remember anymore why that happened. All i know is that I good times with him.

But time changes everything. He still makes me laugh and I make him crazy.
He has a good life now and a very smart Gf. Now he's the one who has a crush on me. hehe.

I on the other hand, remained one of his bestfriends. Its better that way.
Besides, I have a new number one crush. not him, of course.

to someone special

Are you alive? real? or are you the most beautiful dream that I have had in years? are you an angel? or a figment of my imagination? someone i fabricated to fill the void? to soothe the pain? where did you find the time to listen? how could you understand?

You made me laugh when my heart was crying. you took me dancing when I couldn't take a step. You helped me set new goals when I was dying. You showed me dew drops and I had diamonds. You bought me wildflowers and I had orchids. You sang to me and angelic choirs burst forth in a song. You held my hand and my whole being loved you. You have me love and I belonged to you.

-chicken soup for the woman's soul

so far so good

why single women rock!

07-07-07

Out on a rainy saturday 07-07-07


lawrence, ruby and erik


seafood start


rainy afternoon in roxas seaside


with gurly and dang

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07-07-07, well i had a good dinner with old friends, then had attended a despedida and hanged out with my fave guy friends. So much for a lucky day indeed. well at least I got to sing three times in the videoke.

the special people

Everyday, I meet different people, in all shapes, in all sizes, in all ages and in all moods.
But there are "special ones", that always touch our hearts. The ones that usually talk to themselves while standing in an empty space, the ones that have bad tantrums whenever they get easily tired, the ones that move only when asked to, the ones that have feet and arms but doesnt know how to use them and the ones that live in their own world. sometimes they can be so funny, but beneath the smiles, always lies the deepest sad feelings.

They always touch mine. Before, i thought they are probably treated nicely because they are children and they would be pretty much be taken care of. but when they get older, life doesnt really get easy on them. especially when they are already my age. they cope up with life, but age doesnt cope up with them. they still act like 10 year olds when they have the anatomical features of a grown up adult, they still love coloring books when they should be working and they still smile shyly like kids when they should be seriously mature..but because they're different and for them, life is nothing special.

When I get to be with them, I wonder whats going on with their minds, what do they think of normal people like me, and what makes them tick? Sometimes, I realize above all the complaints I have in my life, maybe they should be the one who should have bigger problems. But they dont care. They just roam through life like kids. Nothing matters as long they get through the day. they become numb from all the emptiness they've collected. They become used to the unloving environment they've grown with. u can stare at them all day and they wouldnt know a thing.

At the end of the day, I breathe through this real world.
Everyday i try to understand the people I love and everyday I care about them, because I wouldnt want them to be numb and disappear in this real world, forgetting how much they've been always loved.

lovers out of time

"I know we're just like old friends
We just can't pretend
That lovers make amends
We are reasons so unreal
We can't help but feel that something has been lost

But please you know you're just like me
Next time I promise we'll be ..
...Perfect
Perfect strangers down the line
Lovers out of time
Memories unwind

So far I still know who you are
But now I wonder who I was...

Angel, you know it's not the end
We'll always be good friends
The letters have been sent on

So please, you always were so free
You'll see, I promise we'll be
Perfect
Perfect strangers when we meet
Strangers on the street
Lovers while we sleep..."
- "Perfect", smashing pumpkins

damn heart

sampu sa panalangin ko ay maangkin
ang pusong matagal nang nasa hangin
sapagkat nabilang ko na ang araw at oras
kabaliwan itong aking paghihintay na wagas
ilang tanong na ba ang dumaan
inusisa ang siyang nararamdaman
paulit ulit na na tinatago
paulit ulit na binibigo

at
isinisigaw na bituin ang kanyang sukdulang pagsuko
sa buwan na kanyang iniibig ng buong puso
dahil wala na ren kwenta ang kanyang damdamin
sa taong napakahirap mahalin.

hard party

I cried today. I missed my favorite person. And there's nothing I can do about it.

Sometimes, the struggle apart from loneliness and disappointment is so devastating. The moment that you are partying hard all night and yet at the back of your mind, things float through. Stupid things that feed your emotions. And that beneath that moments of smiles you flash your friends, you feel damp inside. No matter how many beers u take and jokes u exchange with, at the end of it all, you wish you can spend this moment with someone far more better than your friend who gets drunk all the time. You wish that instead of walking yourself alone to the car, there would be someone who would be holding your hand and telling you look so great tonight.

But then at the end of night, u just sit there, tired of pretending there might be actually someone who might came along. so u melt away what u felt the night before with sleep.