Monday, August 10, 2009
Sunday, August 2, 2009
it hides and i go seek :[
sad day last week!~
i was studying for my test in the dining room table when my mom got all "hormonal" (haha) and was craving for tropical hot (oldschool amp) anyway so she was too lazy to get her wallet so she asked me to pay for it instead..so i got up and went to get my wallet..when.*kapow* it wasn't there!!! it was gone...:( (it still saddens me to this day) haha anyway, so we literally turned the whole house over looking for my yellow precious wallet with all my money, credit card, atm, pictures, concert tickets, ID etc :((..*cries* we finally gave up after the house finally looked like a tornado was taken out of kansas and was thrown in our house. so my mom just decided to call the banks to hold my card and make new ones, if they were in fact stolen or someone got it, if i did forget it somewhere..that was over, the only one that needs to get OVER it is ME, tomorrow came and i was still perplexed and mourning over my lost wallet, my freakin huge neon yellow wallet!!! ugh!..i die...i had a few notes but im too lazy to get it and type it down..ill put it on my next entry haha..its like 12 and im too excited about my newly tuned guitar..hahah..ikr, ive been playing an out of tuned guitar for the past few months..haha..
-:[]
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Written by a guy <3
Girls need to realize.
got this from YQ (someone’s FB post)
We guys don’t care if you talk to other guys.
We don’t care if you’re friends with other guys.
But when you’re sitting next to us, and some random guy walks into the room and you jump up and tackle him, without even introducing us, yeah, it pisses us off.
It doesn’t help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without even acknowledging the fact that we’re still there.
We don’t care if a guy calls OR TEXTS you, but at 2 in the morning we do get a little concerned.
Nothing is that important at 2 am that it can’t wait till the morning.
Also, when we tell you you’re pretty/beautiful/gorgeous/cute/stunning, we freaking mean it.
Don’t tell us we’re wrong.
We’ll stop trying to convince you.
The sexiest thing about a girl is confidence.
Yeah, you can quote me.
Don’t be mad when we hold the door open.
Take Advantage of the mood I’m in.
Let us pay for you!
Dont ‘feel bad.
We enjoy doing it.
It’s expected.
Smile and say “thank you”.
Kiss us when no one’s watching.
If you kiss us when you know somebody’s looking, we’ll be more impressed.
You don’t have to get dressed up for us.
If we’re going out with you in the first place, you don’t have to feel the need to wear the shortest skirt you have or put on every kind of makeup you own.
We like you for who you are and not what you are.
Honestly, i think a girl looks more beautiful when she’s just in her pj’s.
Or my tshirt and boxers, not all dolled up.
Don’t take everything we say seriously.
Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the beauty in it.
Don’t get angry easily.
Stop using magazines/media as your bible.
Don’t talk about how hot Chris Brown, Brad Pitt, or Jesse McCartney is in front of us.
It’s boring, and we don’t care. You have girlfriends for that.
Whatever happened to the word “handsome”/’beautiful”
I’d be utterly stunned by a girl who greeted me with “Hey handsome!” instead of “Hey baby/stud/cutie/sexy” or whatever else you can think of.
On the other hand I’m not saying I wouldn’t like it either ; )
Girls, I cannot stress this enough: if you aren’t being treated right by a guy, don’t wait for him to change!
Ditch his sorry butt, disgrace to the male population and find someone who will treat you with utter respect. Someone who will honor your morals.
Someone who will make you smile when you’re at your lowest.
Someone who will care for you even when you make mistakes.
Someone who will love you, no matter how bad you make them feel.
Someone who will stop what they’re doing just to look you in the eyes….and say “I love you” ..and actually mean it.
Give the nice guys a chance.
Guys repost this if you agree.
Girls repost this if you think it’s cute.
Every Guy who isn’t a jerk will agree with this,
so we hope that all the girls that read this will repost this.
ADVICE:
*Holding Hands
Girls: If you want to hold his hand, gently bump into it a couple of times.
*Movies
Girls: During a movie, if he puts his arm around you, tilt your head on his shoulder.
Guys: Lift her chin up and kiss her.
*Loving each other
Guys: When she tells you she loves you, look deep into her eyes, give her a peck on the lips, and tell her you love her too… And mean it.
*Laying below the stars
Girls: When you’re both laying under the stars, put your head on his chest and close your eyes as you listen to his steady heartbeat.
Guys: Whisper in her ear and link your hands with hers.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
monday misadventures
okay, not really in a mood to write..but i just had to blog about yesterday..
so we went to the mall last monday because my brother had to get his xrays done..
we thought it wouldnt hurt to go to alabang since they say only the quezon city area would be affected by the SONA thing..luckily the hiway ride was smooth going to alabang..the other side on the other hand; the one going to Laguna was jam packed..the cars lined up and was absolutley not moving..there were alot of cars with "Iglesia ni Cristo" banners, apparently they were having a gathering somewhere in Laguna for their celebration of some sort (dont really care,sorry) anyway, we thought the traffic on the other side would clear up later that day..who knew it would rain so effing hard that would cause slight floods on the hiway leading to four excrutiating hours of boredom and ass pains. unfortunately, it wasnt us who knew.
That wasnt just the only misadventure that day,
so we were in the middle of our mall ratting when the thought of churros suddenly popped in my head, i was evidently hungry and was craving for that chocolate dip..anyway, while on the quest for "churros city" as the stall is called my mom saw this couple holding one of those snacks with the cup inside it and the food on top..she was intrigued so our search for churros was deviated by these two passer bys and my mom's annoying interest in innovative marketables..so we went and bought those, it was a stall called "kerri mo" (get it, "carry mo"?..haha ugh..its so funny its pathetic, and can i say, that i didnt get it until my younger brother pointed it out..wahha) so after that, we continued our quest for the missing churros, we got some clue from the guy from "kerri mo" BTW, he said the "Churros city" stand was moved to a lower floor..we left without asking which floor since there were two more floors below it..anyway..we were almost losing hope but we had to find it cause my brother was blaming me for putting the thought of churros on his head, and now he had to get it..freakn brat..wahha..he compared our predicament to "Harlod and Kumar: White Castle" misadventrures..not quite but i took it anyway..haha..so anyway, after almost losing hope checking the mall directories and stuff we decided it might be at the food court (pfft, iknowright, who knew..hah! :P)..so we went there..got distracted by some stores for a while then ...*angels singing on the background as a beam of light shone from one corner* it was "Churros city"!!! hidden at the corner most corners of the food court..WAHA..we finally found it..victory was ours..aaanndd it was worthit......
...untill the moment we were headed back home and the end of the traffic line was slowly approaching us...for FOUR hours we were staring at plate numbers..haha..sleep, talk, move butt, talk, sleep, stare at a cars behind, move butt, sleep :D..it was still raining and there were some desperate people who opted on walking to the nearest exit..it was already 10 pm then..the last time i expirienced this i was prolly 11 0r 12 and me, my dad, my mom, and kuya decided to just spend the night at a motel..funny expirience..anyway..thats all..haha
never again i tell u...haha :P
- :O
so we went to the mall last monday because my brother had to get his xrays done..
we thought it wouldnt hurt to go to alabang since they say only the quezon city area would be affected by the SONA thing..luckily the hiway ride was smooth going to alabang..the other side on the other hand; the one going to Laguna was jam packed..the cars lined up and was absolutley not moving..there were alot of cars with "Iglesia ni Cristo" banners, apparently they were having a gathering somewhere in Laguna for their celebration of some sort (dont really care,sorry) anyway, we thought the traffic on the other side would clear up later that day..who knew it would rain so effing hard that would cause slight floods on the hiway leading to four excrutiating hours of boredom and ass pains. unfortunately, it wasnt us who knew.
That wasnt just the only misadventure that day,so we were in the middle of our mall ratting when the thought of churros suddenly popped in my head, i was evidently hungry and was craving for that chocolate dip..anyway, while on the quest for "churros city" as the stall is called my mom saw this couple holding one of those snacks with the cup inside it and the food on top..she was intrigued so our search for churros was deviated by these two passer bys and my mom's annoying interest in innovative marketables..so we went and bought those, it was a stall called "kerri mo" (get it, "carry mo"?..haha ugh..its so funny its pathetic, and can i say, that i didnt get it until my younger brother pointed it out..wahha) so after that, we continued our quest for the missing churros, we got some clue from the guy from "kerri mo" BTW, he said the "Churros city" stand was moved to a lower floor..we left without asking which floor since there were two more floors below it..anyway..we were almost losing hope but we had to find it cause my brother was blaming me for putting the thought of churros on his head, and now he had to get it..freakn brat..wahha..he compared our predicament to "Harlod and Kumar: White Castle" misadventrures..not quite but i took it anyway..haha..so anyway, after almost losing hope checking the mall directories and stuff we decided it might be at the food court (pfft, iknowright, who knew..hah! :P)..so we went there..got distracted by some stores for a while then ...*angels singing on the background as a beam of light shone from one corner* it was "Churros city"!!! hidden at the corner most corners of the food court..WAHA..we finally found it..victory was ours..aaanndd it was worthit......
...untill the moment we were headed back home and the end of the traffic line was slowly approaching us...for FOUR hours we were staring at plate numbers..haha..sleep, talk, move butt, talk, sleep, stare at a cars behind, move butt, sleep :D..it was still raining and there were some desperate people who opted on walking to the nearest exit..it was already 10 pm then..the last time i expirienced this i was prolly 11 0r 12 and me, my dad, my mom, and kuya decided to just spend the night at a motel..funny expirience..anyway..thats all..haha
never again i tell u...haha :P
- :O
Thursday, July 23, 2009
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its not supposed to be a race but a rollercoaster ride
"You cant just sit back while on a rollercoaster, youre supposed to raise your arms up and scream your heart out to enjoy the ride."
the saying "life is a rollercoaster ride" doesnt exist just because some random group of kids or a gang of slightly delusional senile people came up with this, just because it sounded cool. the ups, the downs, the unexpected turns, the head burning loops that make u clinch on that metal bar theyve provided you. its all part of the rush, and you cant just sit back damnit..you have to feel where it hurts, feel where it seems like youre flying,
you have to know that when the ride turns left the edge of your seat hits your hips..and you feel the pain and when the ride stops at the highest point of the rollercoaster letting you know its about to take you down..you let it all out while you scream so effing loud it makes you feel like youre on a high..like you can breath better..like its the best thing in the world..you let go! and its the best feeling one can expirience..
and when you ride it again, you know youre supposed to hangon before the ride turns left again so it doesnt hit your hip and you scream louder than before right when it rushes down from that highest point..
damnit. you cant just sit back like they tell you to, you cant just do what other people expect, life is not about this one path where everyone heads to, where other people are competing so effing hard to reach the finish line when the most worth remembering is the run, people expect certain things just because theyve done it or because everyone else does, those people make it seem wrong when you go through the rugged muddy part instead of staying on the concrete path, and frankly, fuck that..you arent supposed to give a shit! do what you feel like and do it good, with all fucking conviction, becuase when you look back, whatever youve done, whether it be an achievement or a mistake, no regrets made, you can be proud of it becuase you believed in it..
so fuck that, fuck sitting back and conforming or you wont be able to feel the rush, you wont be able to hit your hip then ride it again and enjoy the ride without beaten hips, and you wont be able to feel that heart raising moment and learning when to scream the loudest, when to hang on to that person beside you, when to close your eyes and feel the wind on your face...that one little thing that makes life so effing bomb..that one little thing that makes life worthwhile.
when you get on that rollercoaster ride..its not about finishing the ride, its about that feeling you get, that feeling when youre laughing and talking about it with your friends, how you screamed so effing loud, how you bumped your hip and effing hurt, how you just want to hurl right there and then..thats the only reason why we ride that thing over and over again anyway.
*somewhere in here is a rant, i know you can feel it*
- :O
the saying "life is a rollercoaster ride" doesnt exist just because some random group of kids or a gang of slightly delusional senile people came up with this, just because it sounded cool. the ups, the downs, the unexpected turns, the head burning loops that make u clinch on that metal bar theyve provided you. its all part of the rush, and you cant just sit back damnit..you have to feel where it hurts, feel where it seems like youre flying,
you have to know that when the ride turns left the edge of your seat hits your hips..and you feel the pain and when the ride stops at the highest point of the rollercoaster letting you know its about to take you down..you let it all out while you scream so effing loud it makes you feel like youre on a high..like you can breath better..like its the best thing in the world..you let go! and its the best feeling one can expirience..
and when you ride it again, you know youre supposed to hangon before the ride turns left again so it doesnt hit your hip and you scream louder than before right when it rushes down from that highest point..
damnit. you cant just sit back like they tell you to, you cant just do what other people expect, life is not about this one path where everyone heads to, where other people are competing so effing hard to reach the finish line when the most worth remembering is the run, people expect certain things just because theyve done it or because everyone else does, those people make it seem wrong when you go through the rugged muddy part instead of staying on the concrete path, and frankly, fuck that..you arent supposed to give a shit! do what you feel like and do it good, with all fucking conviction, becuase when you look back, whatever youve done, whether it be an achievement or a mistake, no regrets made, you can be proud of it becuase you believed in it..
so fuck that, fuck sitting back and conforming or you wont be able to feel the rush, you wont be able to hit your hip then ride it again and enjoy the ride without beaten hips, and you wont be able to feel that heart raising moment and learning when to scream the loudest, when to hang on to that person beside you, when to close your eyes and feel the wind on your face...that one little thing that makes life so effing bomb..that one little thing that makes life worthwhile.
when you get on that rollercoaster ride..its not about finishing the ride, its about that feeling you get, that feeling when youre laughing and talking about it with your friends, how you screamed so effing loud, how you bumped your hip and effing hurt, how you just want to hurl right there and then..thats the only reason why we ride that thing over and over again anyway.
*somewhere in here is a rant, i know you can feel it*
- :O
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
smudge it, hang it, adore it..
PLeasE.I wAnt This Somewhere on My wAll...
artist: http://www.flickr.com/photos/chinad0ll/
Wahahha...and My Little Ponies look so cute and harmless..
this reminds me of "Narnia;Prince Caspian", prolly just because i saw it today..i dont know why. but i was soo into the movie while watching it..hahah..i felt like i was watching one of those war tactic documentaries..but less boring and there werent centaurs,gnomes and talking rats(very cute btw)with swords the size of toothpicks but can,according to the film, take down a handful of full grown men..and hot guys with accents. hahah..:P
-:O
artist: http://www.flickr.com/photos/chinad0ll/Wahahha...and My Little Ponies look so cute and harmless..
this reminds me of "Narnia;Prince Caspian", prolly just because i saw it today..i dont know why. but i was soo into the movie while watching it..hahah..i felt like i was watching one of those war tactic documentaries..but less boring and there werent centaurs,gnomes and talking rats(very cute btw)with swords the size of toothpicks but can,according to the film, take down a handful of full grown men..and hot guys with accents. hahah..:P
-:O
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
"as the radio collides to the sound of our heartbeats"
Maybe i don't know how this goes.
thinking of witty romantic quotes.
creating facades.
hiding what i truly mean to say.
its frustrating.
Don't want to wait for that moment when the fireworks start to fade.
where the bright neon colors paint the black sky.
is left with only the palette.
as is the rush that was once felt.
all you can see now is smoke
all you can smell.
all that is heard, is applause.
beckoning the end.
dreams of "what-could've-beens".
id make it last forever.
if only i knew how to.
-O:
thinking of witty romantic quotes.
creating facades.
hiding what i truly mean to say.
its frustrating.
Don't want to wait for that moment when the fireworks start to fade.
where the bright neon colors paint the black sky.
is left with only the palette.
as is the rush that was once felt.
all you can see now is smoke
all you can smell.
all that is heard, is applause.
beckoning the end.
dreams of "what-could've-beens".
id make it last forever.
if only i knew how to.
-O:
Monday, July 13, 2009
OH MY....
GRRRRR! freakin awsome!!!..
id SOOO be wearing these, even if it wasnt halloween...:D
Source: http://www.flickr.com/photos/36013066@N07/3551525949/
id SOOO be wearing these, even if it wasnt halloween...:D
Source: http://www.flickr.com/photos/36013066@N07/3551525949/
Monday the 13th
Went to taft today, total hell...ok not entirely..most of it atleast..
so far the scariest thing that's happened to me on the bus..
-> so i rode the bus at around 1:30pm right?, and sat next to the window near the half end of the bus when this vendor guy pointed at the back of the resthead infront of me where someone wrote in blue ink pen "kingkong dukot wallet" i was all..okaay? in my mind yet alittle alarmed ofcourse "what are you trying to say mr vendor man?"..i didnt realize there were some stuff on the floor resting at the side of my feet untill the vendor pointed at this pile of plastic and worn out bag and said (translated :P) "whose things are those? looks like some crazy guy's stuff" i didnt understand why he assumed it was from some good for nothing guy, i thought he was just being stupid..when the vendor left the bus this old guy with glasses sat beside me, he motioned to the stuff on my foot implying it was his..i didnt feel weird though, he was just some old dude counting his money on the way to wherever he was supposed to be..i looked out the window and saw the vendor motioning me to move seats, closer to the bus driver, then pointed at the old guy next to me..i felt fucking weird, my heart started beating faster than it already was..ugh..it was so annoying..i hate it when i feel like other people have this power over me where they can make me feel scared or uneasy..its just annoying..anyway so i moved seats, next to this lady..and i was fine for the rest of the trip..untill it started raining..faaacckk...good thing i had my umbrella or i wouldve just cried..and let me tell you it wouldnt be the first time something has pushed me to my limits and made me cry..in public..anyway..FREAKING PEDICABS...screw them..i dont get it. everyone else in the country are using trics..what makes taft any different? fuck environment. taft isnt exactly a haven for blue birds and bunny rabbits.i mean come ooonnn...uggghh!..wouldnt it be better if we cut that pedicab diver some slack and just let him drive something with motors and spare him sweat and energy, and spare us some extra "baryas" and time..ohh precious TIME..the first time i rode a pedicab it was freaking hot and the poor pedicab driver was sweating and panting so much as if he pedalled that pedicab to the top of mount makiling carrying 2 boulder rocks..seriously? i wanted to offer him some water after that..the second time it was raining quite hard and the pedicab driver had to carry the umbrella on one hand and drive the thing with the other..wtf...if u hadnt noticed most of the modes of transportation today have roof over the drivers head..gahd!.and seriously, i paid 30 pesos to be pedalled, ney, craaawllledd to a distance that i couldve walked for free and gotten some long "seeked for" exercise only to be late anyways for my first class..haha..ok enough ranting..anyway, so there, i did what i had to do at taft, now to the good parts of this day :D
...met up with dominique went to town to buy this uber smexy fushia "not purple" dress on mango..iluvit!..i wanna buy mooore like this black dress on topshop and more accesories from accessorize..we are absolute shopoholics..and we are perfectly aware that----- it was passed on to us by blood!..we both have really fashionable parents..i have it on both sides let me just say..and on third generation heredity (my lola was the ultimate shopper; she knew what was good and if it fit her she would buy it in every pattern and/or color..price tags are not bothered)..anyway, i am at a faaaar off situation than my lola ever was and the rest of the world mourns with me..i shall have to resist! also cause me and dominique made a pact that we would have to save up for a shopping extravaganza at MOA 2 months from now...*excited-ness* so much for mourning, "laugh and i shall laugh with you, World, mourn and you mourn alone", as I say...anyway, after i buy the black dress i will start saving..i promise :D
-ok longest entry so far-
-:O
so far the scariest thing that's happened to me on the bus..
-> so i rode the bus at around 1:30pm right?, and sat next to the window near the half end of the bus when this vendor guy pointed at the back of the resthead infront of me where someone wrote in blue ink pen "kingkong dukot wallet" i was all..okaay? in my mind yet alittle alarmed ofcourse "what are you trying to say mr vendor man?"..i didnt realize there were some stuff on the floor resting at the side of my feet untill the vendor pointed at this pile of plastic and worn out bag and said (translated :P) "whose things are those? looks like some crazy guy's stuff" i didnt understand why he assumed it was from some good for nothing guy, i thought he was just being stupid..when the vendor left the bus this old guy with glasses sat beside me, he motioned to the stuff on my foot implying it was his..i didnt feel weird though, he was just some old dude counting his money on the way to wherever he was supposed to be..i looked out the window and saw the vendor motioning me to move seats, closer to the bus driver, then pointed at the old guy next to me..i felt fucking weird, my heart started beating faster than it already was..ugh..it was so annoying..i hate it when i feel like other people have this power over me where they can make me feel scared or uneasy..its just annoying..anyway so i moved seats, next to this lady..and i was fine for the rest of the trip..untill it started raining..faaacckk...good thing i had my umbrella or i wouldve just cried..and let me tell you it wouldnt be the first time something has pushed me to my limits and made me cry..in public..anyway..FREAKING PEDICABS...screw them..i dont get it. everyone else in the country are using trics..what makes taft any different? fuck environment. taft isnt exactly a haven for blue birds and bunny rabbits.i mean come ooonnn...uggghh!..wouldnt it be better if we cut that pedicab diver some slack and just let him drive something with motors and spare him sweat and energy, and spare us some extra "baryas" and time..ohh precious TIME..the first time i rode a pedicab it was freaking hot and the poor pedicab driver was sweating and panting so much as if he pedalled that pedicab to the top of mount makiling carrying 2 boulder rocks..seriously? i wanted to offer him some water after that..the second time it was raining quite hard and the pedicab driver had to carry the umbrella on one hand and drive the thing with the other..wtf...if u hadnt noticed most of the modes of transportation today have roof over the drivers head..gahd!.and seriously, i paid 30 pesos to be pedalled, ney, craaawllledd to a distance that i couldve walked for free and gotten some long "seeked for" exercise only to be late anyways for my first class..haha..ok enough ranting..anyway, so there, i did what i had to do at taft, now to the good parts of this day :D
...met up with dominique went to town to buy this uber smexy fushia "not purple" dress on mango..iluvit!..i wanna buy mooore like this black dress on topshop and more accesories from accessorize..we are absolute shopoholics..and we are perfectly aware that----- it was passed on to us by blood!..we both have really fashionable parents..i have it on both sides let me just say..and on third generation heredity (my lola was the ultimate shopper; she knew what was good and if it fit her she would buy it in every pattern and/or color..price tags are not bothered)..anyway, i am at a faaaar off situation than my lola ever was and the rest of the world mourns with me..i shall have to resist! also cause me and dominique made a pact that we would have to save up for a shopping extravaganza at MOA 2 months from now...*excited-ness* so much for mourning, "laugh and i shall laugh with you, World, mourn and you mourn alone", as I say...anyway, after i buy the black dress i will start saving..i promise :D
-ok longest entry so far-
-:O
even robots need a lil somethin somethin
"You know what I want? I want a lot of things. I wanna be with the woman I love on Valentine’s Day. And I want her to love me back. And I want just one moment of relief from the gut-wrenching pain of knowing that will never happen!"
– Joey Tribbiani, Friends
...Even robots need a little cuddling of their own...
*how cute is this pic BTW <3*>
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
falling teeth in nightmares
So my dad called in the middle of the day yesterday..which is about past midnight at their time..
We just got back from katip so we were quite fatigued by the time we got home..everytime we go over there a storm comes by..haha..
so anyway, he called and asked to talk to my mom, i was quite intrigued cause he never calls in the middle of the day..so when my mom hung the phone i asked what was up..she said dad had THAT dream again....
so it was about, i forget haha, about 3 or 4 years ago now when my dad called us saying he had the exact same dream where his teeth were continuosly falling from his mouth, a few hours after my dad called, my lola called next bearing the unfortunate news that our tita just died..it was SOOOO freaky! we all had goosebumps...i remember it so detailed (ok not THAT detailed, but i remember it so much) we were all gathered in the entertainment room (where the phone was, doi!) talking about dad's dream one minute, then looking at our mom's dumbfounded face while she was talking to lola the next...it was sooo horrifying, i was probably 14 or 15 back then, and i couldnt take a bath alone for a week after that, so did my other siblings..NO,scratch that...SPECIALLY my other siblings..hahah..i still did ofcourse..but in a hurrid manner, like for 2 min. and i was done..and i had to leave the bathroom doors open..wahha...
it wasnt the first time a dream of a family member had some connection with a bad expirience or event in our lives..but those are for other blog entries i guess..haha
uhm..its been a day now after my dad's second-..id call it nightmare more than anything...and no one has died yet..its hard to wait for something like this..imagine waiting for someone to actually die..how horrible is that..
anyway, i hope the first "nightmare" was mere chance and nothing bad happens anytime soon...
- :O
We just got back from katip so we were quite fatigued by the time we got home..everytime we go over there a storm comes by..haha..
so anyway, he called and asked to talk to my mom, i was quite intrigued cause he never calls in the middle of the day..so when my mom hung the phone i asked what was up..she said dad had THAT dream again....
so it was about, i forget haha, about 3 or 4 years ago now when my dad called us saying he had the exact same dream where his teeth were continuosly falling from his mouth, a few hours after my dad called, my lola called next bearing the unfortunate news that our tita just died..it was SOOOO freaky! we all had goosebumps...i remember it so detailed (ok not THAT detailed, but i remember it so much) we were all gathered in the entertainment room (where the phone was, doi!) talking about dad's dream one minute, then looking at our mom's dumbfounded face while she was talking to lola the next...it was sooo horrifying, i was probably 14 or 15 back then, and i couldnt take a bath alone for a week after that, so did my other siblings..NO,scratch that...SPECIALLY my other siblings..hahah..i still did ofcourse..but in a hurrid manner, like for 2 min. and i was done..and i had to leave the bathroom doors open..wahha...
it wasnt the first time a dream of a family member had some connection with a bad expirience or event in our lives..but those are for other blog entries i guess..haha
uhm..its been a day now after my dad's second-..id call it nightmare more than anything...and no one has died yet..its hard to wait for something like this..imagine waiting for someone to actually die..how horrible is that..
anyway, i hope the first "nightmare" was mere chance and nothing bad happens anytime soon...
- :O
Thursday, July 2, 2009
"16 bars about a well dressed girl"
-Gabe Bondoc <3>
Although i am a bigger AJ Rafael fan, i cant deny that he can rap..waha :D... speaking of AJ Rafael,...
oh! and he said my name when they did the "shout out song"..hahah
and yes, it was ofcourse vital that i spam my name on there till he said my name *googly eyes*...
^/FangirlMode^
*dont hate..haha <3*
-:O
Turn your lights down low
(rap part) <3
Lovin you is like a song I replay
Every 3 minutes and 30 seconds of every day
And every chorus is written for us to recite
Every beautiful melody of devotion every night
Its potion might this ocean might
Carry me in the wave of emotion to ask you to marry me
And every word, every second and every third
Expresses the happiness more clearly than ever heard
And when I play ‘em
Every cord there’s a tone
Tellin the Lord how grateful I am
Because I know him
And harmony’s possess
A sensation similar to your caress
If you askin then I’m tellin you it’s “yes”
Stand in love, take my hand
And love jah bless
-Bob Marley/Lauren Hill ("turn your lights down low")
Lovin you is like a song I replay
Every 3 minutes and 30 seconds of every day
And every chorus is written for us to recite
Every beautiful melody of devotion every night
Its potion might this ocean might
Carry me in the wave of emotion to ask you to marry me
And every word, every second and every third
Expresses the happiness more clearly than ever heard
And when I play ‘em
Every cord there’s a tone
Tellin the Lord how grateful I am
Because I know him
And harmony’s possess
A sensation similar to your caress
If you askin then I’m tellin you it’s “yes”
Stand in love, take my hand
And love jah bless
-Bob Marley/Lauren Hill ("turn your lights down low")
blog sched :P
ok so ive noticed how i go about this blog thing..
id blog 3 or 4 posts in a row in one sitting..like when id just feel like blogging or when i see something on youtube or something a friend shows me on the internet, things that interest me that make me wanna share it on blog, and itd be just like this chain reaction, blog after blog after blog (haha :O)..
but there are days when id just sit in front of the computer and be all like "eeeerr...nothing" its like my mind has nothing to offer at all, as if that part of my brain created to produce sensible yet a little trying to be witty sentences has ceased to exist..haha :O
i had never really fathomed the meaning of "writer's block" up until this whole blogging phase of mine. like when i used to write poems, it was just easy, i had a topic, a few tablespoons of wit, and a few drops of rhymes and that was it, ive made a poem pancake!!!..wahhah (sorry)..anyway, its kind of a good source to channel my emotions to..and the best part of it is..no one is bound to deminish your work by putting a grade on them AND there arent any deadlines..F*** that! :DDD
-:O
id blog 3 or 4 posts in a row in one sitting..like when id just feel like blogging or when i see something on youtube or something a friend shows me on the internet, things that interest me that make me wanna share it on blog, and itd be just like this chain reaction, blog after blog after blog (haha :O)..
but there are days when id just sit in front of the computer and be all like "eeeerr...nothing" its like my mind has nothing to offer at all, as if that part of my brain created to produce sensible yet a little trying to be witty sentences has ceased to exist..haha :O
i had never really fathomed the meaning of "writer's block" up until this whole blogging phase of mine. like when i used to write poems, it was just easy, i had a topic, a few tablespoons of wit, and a few drops of rhymes and that was it, ive made a poem pancake!!!..wahhah (sorry)..anyway, its kind of a good source to channel my emotions to..and the best part of it is..no one is bound to deminish your work by putting a grade on them AND there arent any deadlines..F*** that! :DDD
-:O
<3
"Okay.. so, why is that my desire to procrastinate is directly proportionate to the importance of the required, often time sensitive, task?"
-Gabe Bondoc
I was browsing through Gabe Bondoc's Tumblr (and let me just say, how awsome of a writer he is; lyrically and blog-.....ally (???)) anyway i came across one of his posts that started with this..and i immediately smiled in agreement, i could sooooo relate to this..as is everyone else i guess..
although i may differ to this statement in some ways..like id probablly started packing 2 days before a beach getaway but skim through my notes the night before an exam, although they may be of equal importance (kind of objective really, I THINK THEY ARE :P) id still prefer NOT to procrastinate on packing for a vaca because its simply more...FUN..haha!
-o:
-Gabe Bondoc
I was browsing through Gabe Bondoc's Tumblr (and let me just say, how awsome of a writer he is; lyrically and blog-.....ally (???)) anyway i came across one of his posts that started with this..and i immediately smiled in agreement, i could sooooo relate to this..as is everyone else i guess..
although i may differ to this statement in some ways..like id probablly started packing 2 days before a beach getaway but skim through my notes the night before an exam, although they may be of equal importance (kind of objective really, I THINK THEY ARE :P) id still prefer NOT to procrastinate on packing for a vaca because its simply more...FUN..haha!
-o:
who doesnt love a rock star <3
its funny how sometimes a simple piece of supposedly comical artwork could strip us down to the most mortifying of realities.
id be alittle suspicious bout that cartoon "groupie" girl too..she seems lacking of some "feminine qualities" :P
Monday, June 29, 2009
in this world....secrets are inevitable
How sweet is this...
kindda sad for him, but sweet none the less :D
source:http://www.postsecret.blogspot.com
Friday, June 26, 2009
Moonwalk to the heavens... (A Tribute)
I was all "meeeeh...riiiiiigght" sarcastic self, when i got a text message from an unknown number that Michael Jackson was DEAD..
Went on with my usual morning drinking coffee and pandesal (parang construction worker lang.. :P) as i shifted MORNING CHANNELS with my still half awaken eyes..as i passed by CNN, it had videos playing of a young Michael Jackson singing CHARMINGLY with his brothers with bold white letters above it that said "Michael Jackson dead at 50"..it was only then that i BELIEVED..me and my mom spent our breakfast changing channels to and from CNN and FOX news..it was just fascinating to watch all those past videos of him,not to mention how AWSOME the 70's was (haha, big fan, big fan)..i kind of had an idea of how he came to be such a LEGEND..
it was funny, too, how my mom would make side comments telling me of how she had records of his albums and how she preferred the Osmond's over the JACKSON FIVE, then lead to all these stories of when she used to dance "the drop" or something..wahha..she likes to get lost walking down MEMORY LANE..it made me SMILE none the less..
although i did not grow up listening to Michael Jackson's music..he is still seen in the music of many artists today..and i think its pretty AMAZING how much of an artistic soul he is..by the littlest of details he STANDS OUT..i can not deny though how WEIRD he is, but i also like to think that THAT is part of his genius..i guess thats what makes him so god damn LEGEN-wait for it-i hope youre not lactose intolerant coz the next word is- DARY! (WHAHAH..alittle howimetyourmother post laughs there :P) i wanna epitomize his uniqueness and innate artistic genius amidst the FLAMBOYANCE and capture his unnerving PASSION for what he does..all id prolly need are these MJ like attributes to be successful in my life..hahah..i should prolly start learning the MOONWALK properly (NAAAT) :P
RIP Michael Jackson.
You will forever stay alive long as your music is still heard and played. :D
Went on with my usual morning drinking coffee and pandesal (parang construction worker lang.. :P) as i shifted MORNING CHANNELS with my still half awaken eyes..as i passed by CNN, it had videos playing of a young Michael Jackson singing CHARMINGLY with his brothers with bold white letters above it that said "Michael Jackson dead at 50"..it was only then that i BELIEVED..me and my mom spent our breakfast changing channels to and from CNN and FOX news..it was just fascinating to watch all those past videos of him,not to mention how AWSOME the 70's was (haha, big fan, big fan)..i kind of had an idea of how he came to be such a LEGEND..
it was funny, too, how my mom would make side comments telling me of how she had records of his albums and how she preferred the Osmond's over the JACKSON FIVE, then lead to all these stories of when she used to dance "the drop" or something..wahha..she likes to get lost walking down MEMORY LANE..it made me SMILE none the less..
although i did not grow up listening to Michael Jackson's music..he is still seen in the music of many artists today..and i think its pretty AMAZING how much of an artistic soul he is..by the littlest of details he STANDS OUT..i can not deny though how WEIRD he is, but i also like to think that THAT is part of his genius..i guess thats what makes him so god damn LEGEN-wait for it-i hope youre not lactose intolerant coz the next word is- DARY! (WHAHAH..alittle howimetyourmother post laughs there :P) i wanna epitomize his uniqueness and innate artistic genius amidst the FLAMBOYANCE and capture his unnerving PASSION for what he does..all id prolly need are these MJ like attributes to be successful in my life..hahah..i should prolly start learning the MOONWALK properly (NAAAT) :P
RIP Michael Jackson.
You will forever stay alive long as your music is still heard and played. :D
Monday, June 22, 2009
Friday, June 19, 2009
Coffee woke me up at 8, Coffee lulled me down at 9
Through time ive come to realize...
(though only today ive come to ponder upon...)
-> That almost ALL of the most tiring days are the most fulfilled ones.
** Happy day :)
-> That we, all human beings, are GENIUSES, no matter who we choose to be; physicist, stamp collector, photographer, shoe maker, gymnast, hobo.
the catch, though, is to find who you were really MEANT to be...
after that, its all......FAIRY DUST! :D
** "what defines us....surely isn't exactly what we do, but how we do it"
-Jude, Across the Universe
-> That ive come to grow a KEEN sense of observance that i can tell which ones judge others more than the other...either that, or im the judgmental, self-righteous, NARCISIST who loves the idea that they graze higher grounds above us all.
...and....
-> That...
** Charlie Bartlett: Well, see, that's my whole point. I mean you could've been born a single cell organism on the planet Zortex. In fact, given the odds, it's probably more likely, but you weren't. You we're born a human being. And not just any human being in the history of human beings, but a human being that gets to be alive today. That gets to listen to all kinds of music, that gets to eat food from every culture, that gets to download porn off the internet. So really, you have everything to live for.
[pause]
Charlie Bartlett: Do you feel better?
Kip Crombwell: Not really.
-Charlie Bartlett
....NO MATTER what other people say, no matter how right they are, how convincing they sound, or how deep down inside we know we should really LISTEN to them, its still OUR desicion wether or not we succumb to believing it.
-:O
(though only today ive come to ponder upon...)
-> That almost ALL of the most tiring days are the most fulfilled ones.
** Happy day :)
-> That we, all human beings, are GENIUSES, no matter who we choose to be; physicist, stamp collector, photographer, shoe maker, gymnast, hobo.
the catch, though, is to find who you were really MEANT to be...
after that, its all......FAIRY DUST! :D
** "what defines us....surely isn't exactly what we do, but how we do it"
-Jude, Across the Universe
-> That ive come to grow a KEEN sense of observance that i can tell which ones judge others more than the other...either that, or im the judgmental, self-righteous, NARCISIST who loves the idea that they graze higher grounds above us all.
...and....
-> That...
** Charlie Bartlett: Well, see, that's my whole point. I mean you could've been born a single cell organism on the planet Zortex. In fact, given the odds, it's probably more likely, but you weren't. You we're born a human being. And not just any human being in the history of human beings, but a human being that gets to be alive today. That gets to listen to all kinds of music, that gets to eat food from every culture, that gets to download porn off the internet. So really, you have everything to live for.
[pause]
Charlie Bartlett: Do you feel better?
Kip Crombwell: Not really.
-Charlie Bartlett
....NO MATTER what other people say, no matter how right they are, how convincing they sound, or how deep down inside we know we should really LISTEN to them, its still OUR desicion wether or not we succumb to believing it.
-:O
Thursday, June 18, 2009
the little things that make me happy....
1. Newly bought things....
2. A happy "chill out" song...
............AAAANNDDD.........
3.A brand NEW guitar!!!!!!!
coz my little siblings "ingeniously" thought it was perfectly fine for them to jump on the bed one day, my litol brother fell on my quietly observing guitar and was broken into half :| when i got back home, they showed me a taped up teary-eyed guitar LOL...anyway, i got a new one...a black one, i used to have a natural colored one..and this one has an amp thing-emma-jig..haha...so there..im sooo giddy..lol...okaaaay
i think im gonna go learn a new song now..hahah
oh and i think a little bit of the whole "aj rafael craze" thing had a little bit of weigh on deciding to finally replace my old guitar...
-:O
2. A happy "chill out" song...
............AAAANNDDD.........
3.A brand NEW guitar!!!!!!!
coz my little siblings "ingeniously" thought it was perfectly fine for them to jump on the bed one day, my litol brother fell on my quietly observing guitar and was broken into half :| when i got back home, they showed me a taped up teary-eyed guitar LOL...anyway, i got a new one...a black one, i used to have a natural colored one..and this one has an amp thing-emma-jig..haha...so there..im sooo giddy..lol...okaaaayi think im gonna go learn a new song now..hahah
oh and i think a little bit of the whole "aj rafael craze" thing had a little bit of weigh on deciding to finally replace my old guitar...
-:O
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
a girl can dream II ...
Although i am not exactly the sneakers wearing kind of gal..these shoes make me wanna throw away all my wedges..(waha nat!)...these ARE pretty dope though, they were custom made by this really cool chick i found on flicker who's an Industrial Designer, Illustrator and Tattoo Artist (IKR!) she's really hot too, i might go lesbo for her one day (waha jk :O)...Anyway, she made them for Nike Brazil..
I WANT THEM!!! :|
photos, again, are from:
(source:http://www.flickr.com/photos/chinad0ll/)
I WANT THEM!!! :|
photos, again, are from:(source:http://www.flickr.com/photos/chinad0ll/)
you make me melt with your lip ring and vneck shirts II .....
This one just absolutey made my heart seem like butter on a hot pan...wahhaha...i love how he was at shock that the crowd was singing along to his song, these kinds of moments are just priceless to watch. <3 <3 <3
Monday, June 15, 2009
"Come with me if you want to live"
So because of that whole "screw that..IM NOT SLEEPING!" ludacry i was blogging a few nights ago, i was absolutely in a daze the whole morning after, good thing we headed straight to starbucks for some power coffee..met with the friends to drop for a while at the Metro Station mini concert then watch Terminator salvation which i slept through..i couldnt help it.i tried so hard to stay awake but my eyes kept falling down..id wake up in the middle of a scene and be all like "who the hell is that girl?" "what the fuck happened?" "its done?"(when it was in the middle of a fight scene)...we watched it again the next day though, so its all good.i understood the movie; Anton Yelchin and Sam Worthington are heart meltiiiiingg *googly eyes*..wasnt as charmed by Christian Bale as Dominique ("my friend")though, visit her blog at livejournal --> http://crashingclouds.livejournal.com..hehe :P
anyway..its almost always all about the hotties..the plot was alittle confusing for me at first since i didnt really get to watch the first terminator, Dominique filled me in though..its complicated and i think that was a part of the movie's charm (aside from the obviously hot cast)..
anyway, after the whole passing out at the movie theater incident..i was still game to head up to Bea's house (another friend) to drink and chill..by this time i was in a trance state where i could literally feel my head throbbing cause i just wanted to pass out and sleep then wake up after 2 days...(again, im clearly exaggerating)......day after that, we went shopping...look what i bought -->
ITS A HAMBURGER PHONEEE>>WOOT!..and i absolutely love it <3
anyway..its almost always all about the hotties..the plot was alittle confusing for me at first since i didnt really get to watch the first terminator, Dominique filled me in though..its complicated and i think that was a part of the movie's charm (aside from the obviously hot cast)..
anyway, after the whole passing out at the movie theater incident..i was still game to head up to Bea's house (another friend) to drink and chill..by this time i was in a trance state where i could literally feel my head throbbing cause i just wanted to pass out and sleep then wake up after 2 days...(again, im clearly exaggerating)......day after that, we went shopping...look what i bought -->
ITS A HAMBURGER PHONEEE>>WOOT!..and i absolutely love it <3
Thursday, June 11, 2009
a girl can dream...
Its 4 in the morning, coz i have to wake up at 5 or 6 today, and no its not school, i just decided not to sleep....right after i got hungry at around 1am so i toasted me some bagels and made coffee, now i cant sleep...and we have to leave the house at like 7 or something..so screw that,im not sleeping! waha :P....
anyway, ive been thinking about getting a tattoo (something i know will NEVER EVER happen anytime soon) but i dunno, my first piercing (aside from the normal; one pierce per ear)i had, i think was when i was a sophomore in HS, i dont even remember, i even had our family pediatrician do it, since my mom was the prime mastermind to the act (in a way) and she wanted to do it the "safe way", she talked about how she once had extra ear piercings but it eventually just closed up, i thought how cool my mom mustve been back in the day that she had them done,then i thought, everyone else who grew up in the 80's were just wack..anyway, so i got 2 more in HS, another 2 more on my early years of college, which was the most spontaeous thing ive ever done(although ive already been thinking about getting pierced in the cartilidge during those times)me and my friend was on the mall then out of nowhere we were all "lets get piercings" waha..so there..then a belly pierce last year (which by the way did not fully heal for about a few weeks or so, i could barely lay on my tummy which i was used to doing so i could sleep)...although getting a tattoo is in a whole new other level, here are still some of the options i might take into consideration:O...
(source for pics:"http://www.flickr.com/photos/chinad0ll/")
waha on the last one, but i think its cute and clever (although id make it a tid bit smaller if id had it done)
when i get to the point where in im in the brink of being too arthritic to get a tattoo, id prolly just get a really small one on my wrist or ankle or something, id prolly get a smiley face, just so atleast id have even a little bit of happiness engraved in me untill the moment i die......................OOOOOR i get a really outrageously awsome one , like this.....
(source for pics:"http://www.flickr.com/photos/chinad0ll/")
- :O
anyway, ive been thinking about getting a tattoo (something i know will NEVER EVER happen anytime soon) but i dunno, my first piercing (aside from the normal; one pierce per ear)i had, i think was when i was a sophomore in HS, i dont even remember, i even had our family pediatrician do it, since my mom was the prime mastermind to the act (in a way) and she wanted to do it the "safe way", she talked about how she once had extra ear piercings but it eventually just closed up, i thought how cool my mom mustve been back in the day that she had them done,then i thought, everyone else who grew up in the 80's were just wack..anyway, so i got 2 more in HS, another 2 more on my early years of college, which was the most spontaeous thing ive ever done(although ive already been thinking about getting pierced in the cartilidge during those times)me and my friend was on the mall then out of nowhere we were all "lets get piercings" waha..so there..then a belly pierce last year (which by the way did not fully heal for about a few weeks or so, i could barely lay on my tummy which i was used to doing so i could sleep)...although getting a tattoo is in a whole new other level, here are still some of the options i might take into consideration:O...
(source for pics:"http://www.flickr.com/photos/chinad0ll/")waha on the last one, but i think its cute and clever (although id make it a tid bit smaller if id had it done)
when i get to the point where in im in the brink of being too arthritic to get a tattoo, id prolly just get a really small one on my wrist or ankle or something, id prolly get a smiley face, just so atleast id have even a little bit of happiness engraved in me untill the moment i die......................OOOOOR i get a really outrageously awsome one , like this.....
(source for pics:"http://www.flickr.com/photos/chinad0ll/")- :O
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
IF I HAD A.......
..Id prolly be a different kind of..
Ive been obsessing about getting a holga for several months now, with that, also came the uncontrollable need to search about it everytime im online.Now i know the different kinds of lomo cams, its features, and how to load and unload its film........even if i dont own one yet :P
i always thought id be saving my birthday gift to buy one but instead, like a true shopoholic, i spent all my money on clothes and accessories (i dont regret buying those things though :O)But now id either have to hope all my christmas gifts were in cash or wait till my next birthday.....or i can save my allowance, but i dont think that ever works for me. Ive tried a million times to save my allowance for something i really wanted, but i fail and spend my savings on something as stupid as food (wahaha, im one to say)
ANYWAY,
the point is i want a holga cam.......NOW!!!!!!....hahha:P
you know you cant get enough of something, when you fall asleep listening to its beat
Unstoppable/lean on me (original)- Ryan Bandong
I meeeeelt...melt with me!...haha
because of this "AJ Rafael craze" phase ive been having, it has opened me to other artists like this guy. I cant believe hes pinoy too..anyway,because of this id probably be putting up more vids like these, also since i recently downloaded a youtube extractor..wahhah...this is not only a result to a series of boring days (although having absolutely nothing to do at home plays a huge part in this) but also because i think these guys are extremely talented..and smexy...
i think ive been having my face stuck to my laptop these past few days..i sleep with my head infront of my laptop and spend the whole day infront of it too..i turn into this "summer bum" during vaca, in defense though ive had time to do alittle working out for i think 13 days now..haha (which i think was put into use since all the events ive been going to are pool parties and beach trips)..this will end soon enough though once school starts for me......looking forward to that :|
I meeeeelt...melt with me!...haha
because of this "AJ Rafael craze" phase ive been having, it has opened me to other artists like this guy. I cant believe hes pinoy too..anyway,because of this id probably be putting up more vids like these, also since i recently downloaded a youtube extractor..wahhah...this is not only a result to a series of boring days (although having absolutely nothing to do at home plays a huge part in this) but also because i think these guys are extremely talented..and smexy...
i think ive been having my face stuck to my laptop these past few days..i sleep with my head infront of my laptop and spend the whole day infront of it too..i turn into this "summer bum" during vaca, in defense though ive had time to do alittle working out for i think 13 days now..haha (which i think was put into use since all the events ive been going to are pool parties and beach trips)..this will end soon enough though once school starts for me......looking forward to that :|
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
you make me melt with your lip ring and vneck shirts....
I get those phases where i obsess over a certain thing..like everyone else i suppose..
ive had my chris brown phase, andy samberg phase, neil patrick harris phase ( ok, i know hes gay but whatev, hes hot) and i can see theyre all guy celebs too but if i told you every phase i ever had on every single thing, one blog entry wouldnt cut it, and i dont think id remember all of it either..
anyway, recently all ive been doing is watching AJ Rafael's vids on youtube, as well as all his friends he's been collaborating with. IM OBSESSED..though i know itll subside..hes so freakn talented i think his songs will forever stick to me..its about normal stuff that inspire and you can relate to..the first hit song he made was about a girl he met online, which i thought was pretty funny (:O heh)
anyway, hes amazing....when he gets real famous, hell prolly go to the Phil and id meet him and id be happy forever..or i could prolly go to cali instead..either ways..i could prolly die right there and then when that happens..hahha (im obviously over reacting) :P
http://www.youtube.com/ilajil <-- click to find where i dropped my heart :D
if the world was at its end....
And i ha
d to take with me one kind of snack..it would be this one..i could probably live off of it for the rest of my life..
sadly, i think only 4% of the entire Philippines purchase this product that it may in the end be damned to become extinct just like my previous favorite facial cleanser "clearasil" which eventually got faced out..
i think its just me..i just cant let go of one thing once I've gotten accustomed to it. This one's addicting though, so id probably die if they stopped selling these.
d to take with me one kind of snack..it would be this one..i could probably live off of it for the rest of my life..sadly, i think only 4% of the entire Philippines purchase this product that it may in the end be damned to become extinct just like my previous favorite facial cleanser "clearasil" which eventually got faced out..
i think its just me..i just cant let go of one thing once I've gotten accustomed to it. This one's addicting though, so id probably die if they stopped selling these.
im off to cotton candyland...
..Ill be back i hope..
i think its just proper to start this off with a new beginning. They say letting go is hard to do, and frankly, its easy when you have no choice. The hardest part is bearing all the things in the aftermath, accepting the fact that its gone, is the worst.
I was searching for quotes online (i was looking for something that i could keep in my "quotes file" wahahh) and came across this one from the movie "My sassy girl" (i havent seen this movie yet though, i prolly will one time);
"Some of us are meant to suffer, you know? Some of us are lead to believe that we have this certain destiny and then it just gets snatched away. But we have to stay alive. ‘Cause we have to see how our story ends." – Jordan Roark, My Sassy Girl
i love it! i think its frank yet comforting..now whenever bad times come my way and i get this feeling like all i can do is give up, i'd glance back at this quote and stay to find out how MY story ends.
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