I Dont Wanna Be Your Friend

Yeah, I've finally let go for the meantime of Kitchie's Same Ground to listen to Nina's Live Album. Now I'm hooked with this song of hers "I DONT WANNA BE YOUR FRIEND". I got this lyrics from my friendster account but have no idea that it was a song. And when I listen to Nina's rendition this morning, i got addicted. I don't know who the original singer is but whoever she or he is, it's a good song and composition. 5 Stars. Thumbs up. Of course you can't be hooked to something if you can't relate to it. I mean, especially in songs, there are songs that they as if speak mostly of what you have been through. Really, the best thing to forget someone who havecaused you pain is to stay away from them for a while until you get over them. I've been there many times before. I can still remember how hard it is. I've been friends to some and acquaintance to most. But none of it was easy to forget. People, they say, come and go in your life. Some leave footprints some just pass by like a wind. Some were unforgotten because of the things that help you remember them or the pain they've caused you.

I don't wanna see your face
I don't wanna hear your name
I don't wanna thing
Just stay away baby
Don't wanna know if you're alright
Or what you're doin' with your life
Don't wanna hear u say that you'll stay in touch baby

I'll get by just fine
And if you're goin' then darlin'
Goodbye, goodbye

Don't call me in the middle of the night no more
Don't expect me to be there
Don't think that it will be the way it was before
Don't think that I care
I'm not over you yet
And I don't wanna be your friend

I'll forget we ever met
I'll forget I ever let
Ever let you into this heart of mine baby
You just gotta let me be
You gotta keep away from me
'Cause all I want is just to be free from you baby
Don't you come around
And say you still care about me
Just go now, go now

Don't call me in the middle of the night no more
Don't expect me to be there
Don't think that it will be the way it was before
Don't think that I care
I'm not over you yet
And I don't wanna be your friend

You take it casually, and baby it's killing me
I'll get by just fine
So if you're goin' then darlin' goodbye, goodbye

Don't call me in the middle of the night no more
Don't expect me to be there
Don't think that it will be the way it was before
No baby
Don't call me in the middle of the night no more
I'm not over you yet
And I don't want to be your friend
I don't want to be your friend

Don't call me
Don't come around
Don't wanna be your friend...

Sunday Blessing

Sunday before lunch, day after my Mom and Sister got here in Singapore, I called home to see how my 2 other kidz are doing.

Me: "Hello?"
Other Line: "Hello?"

It was a man's voice... very familiar....

Me: "Dadi..."
Other Line: "Sino to?"
Me: "Girlie. San mga bata?"
Other Line: "Ay wala si kris teka eto si apple"
Me: "Ano pong ginagawa nyo?"

Yeah, I suddenly remember my "po" as my sign of respect.

Other Line: "Naglalaba"
Me: "Waw magkano bayad sa inyo?" I said, of course joking and fooling around.
Other Line: "Niloloko mo ko ah"
Me: "Ngayon ko nga lang kayo naloko eh"

I hope I have not offended the man. And I hope he was there to "really" look after my 2 younger sisters and not hoping to get something in return. (He promised to come by our house whenever he has time to look after my 2 babies) I know him. I've known him all my life and from this time I have all the reason to doubt him. But still, I wanted to give him a chance. Maybe the time has really come. It's funny how 10 years ago, I was begging and making a deal with GOD that I'll do anything just to make the man go back to us. And I did everything that He desires me to do. I took care of what He asks me to do. And lately I realize, that He did what He had promised me, only to find out that what I wanted then was different from what I want now. But honestly, I always have this longing inside me to have him back again for the sake of having someone to call "Daddy" again. Now that he's here, the bliss and contentment was filled. That there's a man again in our life that we could call "Daddy" again. Some people find it hard to grasp the notion of taking him back again in our home, and I do too honestly, but maybe it's just right if they just feel happy for us. Some things happen the way we dont want them to be. But it's there for a reason. GOD's reasons. We're taking things the way GOD wants us to be. There's no reason for anger to take place at this point in time. It'll just be senseless.

Mom & Kendz in SG (Apr 2005)

DAY ONE
I woke up a little bit early than my usual and I don't know why. The plan of going to 12pm mass was move back to 6pm bec my mom and sister was still sleeping. We took our lunch and head off to ORCHARD ROAD at Hello to get my sim card. We stroll along the Orchard Road, took a bite at MARCHE then went to CHURCH OF THE GOOD SHEPHERD. It was very humid and my mom's not feeling well so we have to head back home. As soon as I got home I scratched off Orchard Road, Marche and Good Shepherd Church from my list of places to go and things to do with my familia. Ciao!

DAY TWO

The word "Familia" will always be included in my blog for a month. Familia = Mom, Sis, Me, Bebikoh.
I feel like walking around naked without my handphone. I just realize how I've depended much on my hp. *sigh* Anyway, I ask Kendi and Mom to meet me at the City Hall MRT Station after office and I was worried that they couldn't find it but they did. Familia (less Bebikoh bec he was still in the office) with cuz aidz went to IKEA then had our dinner at BOAT QUAY. (Btw, got connected to the world again yipeee) We ordered baby kailan, prawn with oats, baby squid and of course CHILLI CRAB which mom likes best inspite of hating it later because of the chilli (after she finishes off her food!). The scrumptious dinner led to a cup of black coffee as soon as we got home. Ciao!

DAY THREE
Am not feeling well today so we just stayed home :(

DAY FOURBeen up all night crying with the usual pain. I really hafta go back to that gyne. I had an appointment a month ago but I thought I was already ok so I cancelled it. (I did not go actually without cancelling it, bad bad bad) And so MC is a must for me again today. Woke up around 11 cuz I can't waste a good day sleeping especially with mom and sis around. (Though it feelllsssss really good to be pampered by your mom again hehe) By three in the afternoon, we went to see a doctor to get my MC. Met cuz jun then went to CHINATOWN. I took one tablet coz I dont wanna ruin the rest of the day. Bought my mom and aunt a ring and a few pasalubongs. *katsing* Went back to Orchard to HMV Heeren to have me and mom's ears pierced and my sister's nose pierced. I was thinking of having it too but when I saw her almost cried in pain I backed out. Hehe. Im a coward! Sissy little me. Anyway, we stopped by at Burger King to have a few bites then went to SUNTEC CITY to meet Bebikoh. While waiting for him kendz and me print out a few shots from my phone at the Kodak kiosk. [picture] Had our dinner at CRYSTAL JADE then cup of coffee at home and after Amazing Race (Ron & Kelly was lucky its was a non-elimination round, whew close call and what's more they won a 20 grand worth of travel from travelocity... how some people lucky can get when they were at a close call of getting a bad luck) we went to INSOMNIA. We stayed till the end of the 2nd set of the band and I had introduced Mike and Malou to mom and sis. I hope they enjoyed the night. And I hope they're enjoying their stay here.

DAY FIVE
After office, we went to Lucky Plaza. We bought few keychains for pasalubong and had our merienda at GP. Then stroll along Orchard Road while waiting for bebikoh. Mom and sis said they're getting tired of going out hehehe and so we decided that by next week we'll just stay at home and cook which is very very fine by me hahaha. Anyway, we'll go out on weekends so they will still get to visit the places I've listed down. Ciao!!

DAY SIX
Mom and Sis just stayed home because we had a Bowling Tournament in the office. My score sucks hehehe

DAY SEVEN

By 3pm we reached the top of Mt Faber and purchased a ticket for the Cable Car ride to Sentosa. It was fun, really, seeing how my Mom enjoy her first ride to something that scares her at first (i dreaded heights too hehe) nevermind my sister who doesn't seem to much of an appreciative person hehehe. We took a bus ride, since the Monorail is under renovation, to the Underwater world and bought 4 tickets. We watched the Dolphin show first which Mom appreciates very much. She's like a kid who's very easy to please with about anything. And how I love my Mom every single day she's here. After Underwater world, we took a bite at Burger King, my mom's fave, then watched the Musical fountain's last show. It was very tiring. But the soreness of my feet and the aching of every single bone in my body fades away in an instant seeing how my mom enjoys everything. And I always thank GOD for these things, these blessings that me and my family were having.

DAY EIGHT
Today's agenda - Singapore Zoological Garden. I purchased the "Park Hoppers" ticket for $30 including the entrance fee to all 3 - Singapore Zoo, Night Safari and Jurong Bird Park. At the middle of our "journey", had merienda at KFC then took a tram ride back at the entrance because it was raining. After the Zoo, we waited until 7pm for the night safari. So we had a congee and a wanton soup which my Mom and sister enjoyed then head off to Plaza Singapura (Carrefour) to buy few things we need. By 11 were finally home. After eating (again), which I think will continue for the next 3 weeks *arrrggghhhhh Im gaining weight already!!!*, took a rest then shower. Sleeping time!!!! *whew finally... my bed ahhhh... i never notice how good my bed and pillow feels hehe*

DAY NINE
The plan going to Jurong Bird Park was moved to 14th of May. I've managed to extend my Mom's stay here for another week yippeeee!!! I hope my sister can find a job here. We stroll around Orchard mostly at Takashimaya. Bought a few things *katsing* hehehe. We all had CHICKEN RICE for dinner at Takashimaya's basement. Walk, walk walk. Im tired haayyyy. By 10pm we're home. It's already 1 in the morning and I haven't showered yet. I don't want any eyebags arrrrgghhhhh.

DAY TEN
Just stayed home... I feeeelllll sooo tireddd...... =(

DAY ELEVEN
Watched "Kingdom of Heaven" at Plaza Singapura then had dinner at Kopitiam. And it's already 2 in the morning and Im still up - blogging. Am hooked and getting addicted by it. Hafta take shower and then rest. Night!

Same Ground

My sister brought me CD's of Kitchie Nadal and Nina - Live! Im listening to Kitchie's at the moment. And I've been playing the "SAME GROUND" since this morning. Soothing to the ears. I like it. No. I LOVE it!!! Tell you more about the others when I decide to stop listening to Kitchie's Same Ground. =) Ciao!

[verse:]
My love,
Its been a long time since I cried
And left you out of the blue.
Its hard
Leaving you that way when
I never wanted to.
Self-denial is a game
Its strange I never would've
Wanted 'till there was you.

**'cause I have learned that love is beyond
What human can imagine,
More it clears the more I have to let you go.

[chorus:]
But now I don't understand why I'm feeling
So bad now when I know it was my idea.
I could've just denied the truth and lied.
But why am I the only one standing stranded
On the same ground?

[repeat verse except **]

'cause I have learned that love is a
Word gets thrown a little bit too much.
The best excuse to fill the infinite abyss
I would never ever have to if

[repeat chorus]

When else fail,
Would you be there to love me?
When all else fail,
Would you be brave
To see right through me?

Melancholy

the melancholy slowly rips her heart to bits. she tried to converse as she passes by like a gentle breeze. with each new day she tried to keep up, but the world is busy to listen to her grieve. she tried to stop someone but she ended up listening. she loves to listen but her heart is full. and so she travelled along with the wind. to where she will go, she didnt know.

Torn

How would u help someone close to you who was suffering emotionally? How would you let them know it'll be ok in the end? Of course they very damn well know that everything happens for a reason. Pain is different when you're the one feeling it. You can say you're strong to anything that comes along your way but it's really far from what you've been into and what you've imagine it to be. You can only imagine what it's like to feel the pain but you can never really feel the pain.

I've been there, of course. Many times. But none of it makes me ready for anything that had happened to me. Each anguish is different from the other. Each has a different level. Each makes me cry, makes me feel like it's the end of the world for me, makes me feel like im nobody. Each breaks my heart and after all these years, still brings sadness everytime I remember it even if I've found a way to overcome it. You see, none of the quotes or advices or words of wisdom could make you feel better in a snap of a finger. It's a long process of healing but it'll heal in time. The important thing is how we managed to get up. Let's not let it be the reason for us to give up something so wonderful that GOD had given us - to love. Yes, most of the times we crave for something we can't have or we fall for someone who's not meant for us or the good things in life that we have suddenly be the reason of our pain. We love not because we have to. We feel it. And for once, I never regret knowing and loving a few, than never had the chance to love.

I can't tell you how I felt the pain you're feeling. I can't tell you how it's going to be ok or everything happens for a reason. I can't tell you any better words than that. But I'll be here. To listen. To cry with you. To let you know that there are people who cares about you. It's a lot of shoulders for you to cry on. All you need to do is choose. =)

Take your time to grieve, kiddo.

Tagalog

*expressing gibberish sentiments is more vivid writing it in Tagalog, which by the way is my native dialect, than writing it in english. =)*

Trabaho. Daldalan sa jologz rum. Alt-tab. Dalawang bagay na mahirap pilit pinagsasabay habang tenga'y sinaksakan ng irpown ng mga kantang hindi mo malaman kung saan nanggaling. Ilang segundo mo pa lang papatugtugin, kahit nanalo ka pa ng swipstek, hihigupin nitong parang yakult ang kaligayahan mo kung meron man. Naranasan mo na ba yon? Yung minsan kahit wala kang problema bigla ka malulungkot dahil lang sa isang kantang napakinggan mo sa player mo o sa dyip o sa kung saan pa man? Lintek na kantang to, ala naman akong problema sa buhay (meron pala pero d ganon kalaki para humagulgol ako noh) pero parang ang bigat bigat sa kalooban. Sa isang araw na nakadiket pwetan ko s kinauupuan ko, ilang oras din yun, mga sandaang beses ko ata patugtugin mga kantang makabagbag damdamin. Teka ha iisa isahin ko. Think of Laura ni Kenny Loggins, Wag na Wag mong sasabihin ni Kitchie Nadal, Afraid for Love ni Lea Salonga, What Matters Most ni Kenny Rankin, saka Until I find you again ni Richard Marx. Sa loob ng 3 araw yan lang laman ng player ko. Wala ni isa mang nakakarelate sa buhay ko sa mga kantang yan sa ngayon, noon cguro pede pa. Ewan ko ba trip lang siguro? Siyeetttttt, kakaaning to pahreh. Mahilig naman ako sa alternatib myusik pero sadyang may mga panahon ata na sentimental ka lang. Sows. Think of Laura? Halllerrrr?!?!? Pampatay kaya yun! Kung ako buntis baka ginamit na ng anak kong lubed yung ambilical cord nya. Yun lang. *Bow*. Haayyy, cge makikinig pa ko. Ciao...

Budget Airlines

I can't hide the anticipation of spending longer than the usual 1 week with my family. Thanks to budget airlines like Tiger Airways , though I haven't heard any feedback of how convenient and comfortable it is, but still spending almost half of the usual fare is a big savings. 9 days to go!!! Yeyyyyy...

Jologz Rum

All the stuff that I do five times a week are boring, routine way of my survival in Singapore. Though, I must say that I have lived my life in a way that I aspire it to be, still, doing those things for the past five years of my life, doing the same work everyday bores me sometimes. And I must say that the "rum" have been a big help to spice up a bit our boring days at work. Here, we can be serious or be nasty or just talk about happy times. It had helped me to know my colleagues fully and considered them now as my very good friends. Some were married, some were single. Talking about life, about anything under the sun. I have learned a lot. Topics like laf, kras, being married, having a bebi, things that matter to us when we were still kidz, tsisi moments, anything! Words like "ayan", "etong tanong", "tenchu", "npbia", "wakana", "orayt", "gga", "haylafyu", "kaofens" and a lot more. It's like we've created our own lingo of some sort that only the "privileged members" can understand. Well, I can't imagine my life without these people who have somehow touched my life and had made a difference to some of my outlook in life. They have helped me boost my confidence, turn my "bad hair days" into a smooth one, they had helped me value even more the good things in front of me, they talked to me when stress is pinning me down, though sometimes, i admit that there are jokes that offends me, but most of it brought a smile to my face. =) Friendz are one of the valuable things in life that we can't afford to miss or lose. And Im glad I have them. Haylafyu@all.

The Emancipation of Mimi

Emancipation - liberation; setting free; release;

Finally!!! I have now a copy of Mariah Carey's new album. I bought it at HMV. Guilt-free. Spending 22 bucks is nothing compared to the bliss that I felt just listening to her music. But I thought she looks like Christina Aguillera on the cover. No doubt she had release the sexiness in her. She's a goddess! Oh well, I love Mariah. Not everyone loves her, though. I remember the first time I fell in love with her. I was watching MTV and then they show this video of her singing "HERO", wearing black pants with her usual big hair but verrrrryyyyy sexy. That's the first time I heard that song, first time I saw her on TV, first time I knew there's a good singer named Mariah Carey. Sigh. I just adore her. Anyway, here are some of the songs that I like: It's Like That, We belong together, Get your number (i thought she's singing it with Nelly coz it soundz like one of Nelly's songs), To the floor (now with Nelly), Circles (very mariah), I wish you knew. So, go and get your own copies now. Ciao!

She's suppose to have a concert in Singapore back in May 2004 and I'm all set to seeing her and hearing her voice in person but to my dismay, it was cancelled dues to SARS. I was devastated. I hope anytime this year she'll have a concert here in Singapore because whatever it takes I'll buy a front seat ticket!

Five Things

Five things you may not know about what i do in a typical day
1. on weekdays, i always set up my alarm clock to 6:45 (so that i could have extra 15 mins) but ends up waking at 7:30! (and im always late for work)

2. on my way to work (that is if i woke up early which is very very seldom), i always carry along with me a book to read.

3. my coffee routine: at home before i leave for work, at the office before i start working, in the afternoon to keep me awake, and in the evening after dinner.

4. in the office i start my day listening gospel songs on my mp3 player. (one of my favorites are deeper in love, above all, potter's hand, as the deer, kids in worship and now i dance) and when my "tank" is full, i switched to creed, green day, linkin park.

5. on a sunday, i snooze till 1 or 2 in the afternoon and 3 if i went out clubbing the night before, then do household chores with bebikoh, take a relaxing bath (doing some of my vain things), attend mass at 6pm, dinner, loaf around till sleeping time.

ABNKKBSNPLAKo?!

ABNKKBSNPLAKo?!  Aba nakakabasa na pala ako

I stopped reading "Trading Up" for a moment and opt to finish the book that cich lend me. Some lines were cliched but mostly taught about what kind of life we have during our school days. While reading, sometimes I cant help but smile remembering my good 'ol days in school. From the nutri-bun (a kind of bread), to name calling of teachers, to kinds of students, to having new set of things whenever school opens, to assignments, to projects, and to the very details that "make" us a student. Bob Ong, the author, is a genius for creating such book as this. I've finished reading his other book "Ang alamat ng gubat" and pleading cich to lend me the "Libro ni hudas". Ah, the perks of reading. Always satisfies me and serene my oh-so-stressful-life. As i always say, so many books so little time. Ciao!

Norah Jones Concert

bebikoh and i watched the norah jones' concert on sunday night with couples annie and patrick *who'll be getting married on wednesday, whohooooo!*. i feel like in a trance or something from hearing her voice. it was so far from listening to her cd's. she can make her audience laugh in a very charming way but you can still see her coyness.

every song touches my heart, especially the "One Flight Down" and "Don't know why". norah jones has brought class and taste back into music industry. im not a fan of jazz music, actually. im more of a Linkin Park-Green Day person. But when she sings, I felt some sense of relief. Anyway, like all good things in life, it came to an end. It only lasted for less than 2 hours but it was the best concert ive ever been to. it was such a good night.

Between Love and Responsibility

I find it very amusing to read a cheesy article like Joe D' Mango's. But each word from his advises melts my heart and taught me, somehow, in a way, few things in life especially in love. *Hey don't argue with me... I'm sentimental, I know!* I promise in as much as I can to update my blog every week with one of his article. (Source: http://www.inq7.net) Read on.

DEAR Joe,
It's been seven years since I met Marco, the man of my dreams. I was a high school senior and he was in college. He respected me, loved me, and took care of me. I thought things would be perfect for us, until one day Marco told me to forget him. I was shocked. Had I become a bad girlfriend? Then he confessed that his ex-girlfriend Marla was two months pregnant.

Joe, I never expected how much it would hurt. He married Marla and became a responsible father. Meanwhile, I graduated, moved on and went to the US.
Now it's been five years, and I'm back in my hometown. I looked for a job and met people. I actually met Marco once on the busy streets of Makati. We were both speechless. We had coffee, and I was excited to be with him again. Then I saw the wedding ring on his finger. It reminded me that he was already married. All he said was sorry. I looked straight into his eyes, and I wanted to scream and tell him how much he had hurt me. But his eyes melted my heart as and I felt instead like I wanted to kiss and hug him.

I asked him how he was. He told me he was fine, that he had one kid and didn't plan to have another. I was surprised when he told me the name of his daughter—it was my name. I was really touched and ended up crying. All these years, Joe, I thought I had moved on, but I was wrong.

He told me he loved me still. I never dreamed I would consider being a mistress. I could take him away from his wife but I couldn't take him away from his daughter. Now I'm so confused. I know which is the right thing to do, but I'm having a hard time ignoring him. I love him, Joe. I really do.

Sincerely yours,
Kathy


Dear Kathy,
There comes a time when the only way to love a person is not to love him at all. Marco sacrificed his own happiness for a responsibility he owed his ex-girlfriend and her child. His commitment to his responsibility outweighed his commitment to your relationship. But, as many would say, true love will always have a way of working its way back, no matter how long it has gone or how far it has been.
Marco said he still loves you. It is easy to blame him for leaving you. But he had his reasons and his reasons were noble. He had to sacrifice his own happiness for a child who is going to bear his name. That meant making a decision, and when he walked down the aisle with the mother of his child it also meant that he would not look back anymore.

When your paths crossed again, he saw what he missed. But marriage doesn't have any room for a second love. You have a place in his heart but not in his life now. That is the sad fact. And no matter how much love there is left in your heart, you will still have to be bound by reason and principle. As you said, you could never take him away from his daughter.

Kathy, not all fairy tales have happy endings. You have moved on and this brief interlude with a lost love should not keep you from going. Marco has his own life and family now. You could have a home in his heart forever but you should keep yourself from breaking into his real home. He belongs to someone else now, and you should, too.

Remember that no matter how long we have waited and failed, there will always be someone out there who will love us the way we want to be loved. There is always someone out there whom we can walk with and share our joys with. There is someone meant for us. All we have to do is believe that there is and give ourselves the chance to find it.

My Sunday Moment

Yesterday, we went to Boys Brigade to attend a "Worship Service". I don't have any notion of what was it all about. I just remembered once, my friend telling me something about it like the Israel and passover and some few things i can't remember. And so when he invited one of our friends, I decided to "tag along" and give it a try. I can honestly say that I enjoy every minute of it. *Well except for the part that I couldn't say* The place and the people gave us a very warm welcome that I could not resist but felt the peace and happiness of the people around us. I love listening to other people's laments and happiness because I always end up learning something. When the "sharing" part comes, I have trouble finding myself talking in front of many people. I have so many things inside my head that I wanted to share at that time but I can't talk just like that. I hate talking in front of many people. Plus the fact that I'm very emotional. I might cry and create a scene and make a fool out of myself. Maybe when the right time comes along. Who knows, I might continue attending the Shekinah (A hebrew word for manifest presence of GOD) or whatever they call it. (I know I still need help on this). Have to know what the church is all about! Oh by the way, I will still go to a catholic church every Sunday... Tenchu koks!

Friendster

Everytime I go through my friendster account, I can't help but feel sad. seeing the familiar faces of the people I love tells stories to be remembered, memories that some are of pure bliss and some have brought us pain. It allows me to feel vulnerable, like it's hitting my weakest spot until it's tender enough to break. Everytime I see all those faces, I'm reminded that there are only few who've actually asked how I've been and my incessant hankering for one, just ONE anything-under-the-sun conversation lingers like a stomach pain that won't go away. Friendster was made to reach out to those people who you've never had any contact with. For me, it's a constant reminder of how i've acquired a lot of so-called "friends" but only few really considered me as one. Those who really know the proper time I needed one...

Nhel

I was ecstatic after that "little talk" i had with my friend that saturday afternoon. He was, one of those people I've hurt so much but didn't have the chance to apologize. We've been together for less than a month and all I have were the letters and sweet notes that he have given me as a reminder of how he have been true to me. And for over ten years, inspite of what I did, we remain to be friends, good friends as I may say. And for this, I never failed to thank GOD for giving me so much blessings in my life.

Nel, always remember that you will always be special in my heart. GOD made us see the way to true happiness but sometimes in life for us to be able to see the beauty of what was in front of us we have to walk a few steps back to help us appreciate it even more. GOD had showed us the way to two different special people but still managed to leave us each other. I always thank GOD, for giving you the happiness that you truly deserve in Mel's loving presence, for giving you to me as a treasure that I'll forever keep, for giving me someone I never thought of deserving to have. And I'm forever thankful for we have both found the piece of our missing puzzle. Labsyu! Forever, Mel, my family, Rommel and I will always be here for you. God Bless!

Soulmate

I've asked few friends of mine what they thought of "SOULMATE". What does it mean and what comes first into their mind when this word pops suddenly into a conversation like this? And if anyone of them believe in it? Of course, different reaction from different people. Different views. Different beliefs. Some reacted, well, not violently, but almost *pis@ano*. Some may believe that this word is true. Some think of it as a waste of time. But if you look at the true meaning of the word "soulmate" it will surely stir the minds of many.


Nene-> do u blv in soulmate?
koks-> kelangan mag agree mona tayo dun sa definition bago tayo mag agree at disagree
benga-> malalim yan
maxx-> solmeyt = old frens yun souls nyo
cichlyd-> literally yun yun -> soul mates
benga-> pde rin kc soulmnate mo nanay mo tatay mo
Nene-> niniwala ka?@mmb
benga-> uu la nmn mawawala e *orayt*
cichlyd-> ko den
maxx-> bat date alan naman sinasabing solmeyts? kelan ba nauso?
benga-> kc ngayon pag solmeyt laging magjowa
koks-> ano ibeg sabihen?
benga-> d nmn ganun yun
benga-> ayon sa guni-guni un daw e iisang kaluluwa na napaghati kaya pag muling nagtagpo
Nene-> bakit nga ba may soulmate pa?
maxx-> e di tayo naniniwala sa reincarnation ah
benga-> kc sa catholic ndi pinaniniwalaan un
cichlyd-> wag nyo na kasi masyadong palalimin yung meaning
koks-> teka, i -establish muna naten ang meaning bago pagtalunan kung agree o hinde
koks-> korek, ke mababaw o malalim na meaning importante maliwanag sa lahat ang pinauusapan
koks-> pag nagkaganun, wala kang ma establish na universal truth everyting is relative
koks-> yun nga eh, aanhin mo ang opinyon kung iba iba ang basis
koks-> di ko alam kung ano yang soulmate , kaya nga kanina ko pa nitataong kung sino makakapag define
cichlyd-> ok ang depinisyon ko ng soulmate ay ganito
cichlyd-> yung tipong prenjie ko tas hindi na namin kelangan magpaliwanagan o magsabi minsan sa isat isa alam na namin ang gusto naming dalawa tas yung mga pagkakataon na yun napapadalas minsan
cichlyd-> basta mararamdaman mo e
Nene-> niniwala k s soulmate ende dahel sa religion del don s nararamdaman mo?
cichlyd-> uu@nene
cichlyd-> set aside ang religion
tsiskeyk-> soulmates - being with a person that u dont know, but feels like u know him/her all your life. overwhelming and wonderful feelings that u cant explain when ur with the person, u cant even call

I don't believe in this, actually. No reason at all. I just dont happen to believe that there is, err, such thing as soulmate.
Maybe some of you have an opinion on this?

Religion

With a group of friends, there were times that you can't help but talk about religion especially at this time that our dear beloved Pope just passed away. I don't intend to pass this kind of topic because i have so much in my mind. Im not saying that I am good at this or Im too confident enough to say that I know so much better than others. As a matter of fact, I still crave for these kind of knowledge. But sometimes, I just don't see why some people choose to insist what they believe in to others who are not on the same "road" as they are. I know I still have a lot of things to learn, and maybe just by listening I could learn more. But I couldn't help but think, yeah sometimes I need to listen but mostly, all I need is my faith to GOD that what we have between us is enough for me to know that I don't need to learn more from others. By experiences, HE had been my sole teacher from the things that if humans like me would taught me, it would confuse me even more. I may not have enough in my hands at the moment, but GOD will fill everything I need to know. Im not as strong as others. I am weak. But GOD will make me. He had made me for the past years of my life. So, in as much as I can, I tried not to judge other people from what they believe in or what they do. But hey, this only applies for me. *wink*

The OC's last episode of Season 1

Last night we were watching THE OC in dvd, season 1. And all I did was grab a tissue and wipe the gushing tears down my face. It's like I can't just stop crying. It's the last episode where Ryan bids goodbye to his "adopted family" because he have to go back to chino with Theresa who happens to be pregnant. It was the saddest episode ever! I vividly recall all my friends who've left not because they want to but because they have to and "choice" is not a powerful word for them at that moment. But whenever someone is leaving, I always end up thinking over and over again "why is it more painful to be the person being left behind than the one leaving?". I feel more compassion to those people. Because they're the one's who don't have the power to make someone stay. They dont have the choice but to shed tears and relive the remnants of the memories with that very same person. Living their everyday life with the could-have-been's and feeling so empty without the other. It's so hard to be at that end of the rope but things always turns out fine, gradually. As long as you know that what you once have will remain in your heart...