I love you since I met you but I wouldn’t allow myself to truly fell it until today. I was always thinking ahead and made decisions out of fear. Because of you every choice I make was different and my life is completely changed. And I’ve learned that if you do that and live your life fully. It doesn’t matter if 5mins or 50years, if it’s not for today, if it’s not for you, I wouldn’t have known love at all. So thank you for being the person who taught me to love and to be love. Thank you for everything. 

I’ve learned that in life, acceptance sprouts from within. If you don’t accept who you are, and what you are, don’t expect people feel the other way around. On the other hand, being accepted in a crowd isn’t what matters in our very existence. Its about finding what makes you different, what makes you apart from the others. Use that individuality at its fullest and serve your unique purpose as to why God created you in this world.

I have no tutorial sessions today. Well, I’m still waiting for the response of my previous employer. If there’s still none today, then I’ll be looking for a job tomorrow. That’s my final decision.

Hello Guise :* Leez talk? :)

We all know that when people abuse your kindness and doesn’t appreciate you for what are you doing for them, you must leave them. We must stick to those people who can appreciate us, we must stick to those who love us. Life is too short, so why bother making yourself unhappy and living with pain? The last three steps (as they say) in leaving a person who doesn’t even want you in their lives is sorry, thank you and goodbye.

SORRY. We must say sorry for leaving them. Say sorry for not fulfilling our promise of forever.Say sorry for every burden we’ve done to them. Say sorry for being such a dramatic person who give headaches and painful words and thoughts. Say sorry for every bad memories you gave them.

THANK YOU. We must thank them because even though they cannot last for a lifetime in our lives, still, they became a big part of it. They are one of the reasons why you can stand still while you have many problems. They are the one who brought to your life pain, which also gave you something to gain. Thank them for every memories you want to treasure, for making you smile, for making you feel loved. Thank them for teaching them you a message.

GOODBYE. Say goodbye for the last time. Then accept that they’re gone, that you and that person is in need of parting ways. And you need to be happy. Everyone deserves a happy life, and we always deserve the love we think we deserve.

May mga oras talaga sa buhay nating hindi natin ieexpect na maiiyak, malulungkot at masasaktan tayo. Tulad na lang ng mga biglaang text messages na makakasakit sa’tin. Odi naman kaya ng pang-iisnob satin sa text, or ang mga masasamang balita. 

Naranasan mo na bang maiwan ng isang tao gamit ang text lang? Yung tipong itetext ka niya ng “Babe, sorry, hindi na kita kayang mahalin pa. Magpakasaya ka nalang. Bye.” Yun yung time na hindi mo alam kung joke ba yun. Kung magrereply ka ba o hindi. Kung anong magiging reaksyon mo. Kung anong mangyayari sa’yo. And you’ll end up crying. You will end up like a fool sobbing at the corner of your room. Ang sakit di’ba? 

Naranasan mo na bang maisnob? Yun bang umamin ka ng nararamdaman mo sa kanya, pero wala lang pala sa kanya kaya wala na siyang balak replyan ka. Odi naman kaya hindi niya kayang tanggapin kaya ang nasabi niya nalang, sorry. Na ikalulungkot mo ulit. At hindi mo aasahang, naiiyak ka na.

Naranasan mo na rin ba makatanggap ng text na ang laman ay masasamang balita? Yun yung… “Naaksidente si ganto.” Odi naman kaya, “Nakita ko yung bf/gf mong may kasamang iba.” Kakabahan ka, hindi mo alam ang gagawin mo. Hindi ka mapapakali at maprpraning ka nalang bigla.

Meron talagang oras sa buhay natin na biglaan mangyayari ang isang sitwasyon. Na minsan, ikalulungkot natin. May mga oras na hindi talaga natin ineexpect ang mga susunod na mangyayari. Pero ano nga bang magagawa natin? Hindi tayo binigyan ng pagkakataong makita ang mga mangyayari para may matutunan tayo sa buhay. Tanggapin nalang natin ang katotohanang kaakibat ng pagiging tao mo ang bawat sakit na mararamdaman mo.

• Consistent siya. Kung ano ang mga pinakita niya sa iyo nung nanliligaw pa lang, hindi yun magbabago kahit maging kayo na.
• Dadalhin ka sa bahay nila para ipakilala sa magulang, hindi yung kung kailan walang tao para lang masolo ka sa kwarto niya.
• Hindi siya nahihiyang hawakan ang kamay mo sa harap ng maraming tao.
• Kahit ilang minuto pa lang mula nung maghiwalay kayo, ititext ka para lang sabihing, “Miss na agad kita.”
• Siya man ang may kasalanan o hindi, hindi niya matitiis na hindi makipagbati sayo kasi ayaw niya na masama ang loob mo.
• Hindi siya ang unang bibitaw kapag magkayakap kayo.
• Mas gugustuhin pa niyang makasama ka kesa sa ibang tao.
• Laging nagpaparamdam, hindi yung kung kelan lang maisipan.
• Yayayain kang magsimba, hindi magmotel.
• At mararamdaman mo na seryoso siya, basta, mararamdaman mo yan.

You are good at something, stop lying to yourself. You’re good at breaking down comic book plots, cooking ramen perfectly, making your friends happy, knowing the time without looking at a clock, getting the perfect ending at RPG’s, or figuring out the twist ending to movies. Don’t let society tell you your talents are meaningless because they don’t serve an economical purpose. Your talents reflect your interests and passions, and what’s important to you is important.

 She looks at me like I’m just a memory in his mind. A past he had already forgotten. As if she wants to emphasize that I’m the girl who had been his world then, but not anymore. She wants me to see she’s now his world. She’s now the one he loves and cherishes.

I want to tell her, “I know, I know.” You don’t have to rub it on my face. I already accepted the fact that I’m just a memory to him now. Not even a special memory. Just a plain memory lying on his hippocampus. A memory that will rot and soon be vanished.

   I was beaten up. I was bruised, and I was broken. I was a prisoner. I was weak. I was fooled. But not forever. No, not at all. I stood up. And now I am strong. I am free. I am a Filipino.

   In the score of a hundred years, the Filipinos lived a life of misery and pain. They were trapped, a prisoner inside their own country. Men were forced to work, children and women abused and people were suppressed of the life they were supposed to live. The Spaniards, they made Filipinos feel like they don’t have the right to succeed in life. These tyrants laid our lives in their hands; we were the puppets and they were skilled master puppeteers.

    We were scared. Weak. Afraid of the domineering strangers in our native land. We were afraid that one word, one flicker of the rebellious fire might cost us our lives. But like a caterpillar awaiting its metamorphosis, we grew. We slowly learned how to fight. We learned how to be strong. Then, we stood up. We fought for the right to be free, to enjoy a life we know we are supposed to live. That’s the moment we knew how beautiful it is to live a life we call our own. So when the conquerors again bid to possess rule of our land, we revolted. Why? Because we are Filipinos. We will never let anyone take away our most prized possession – our freedom. Never again will we let others control the life we are living. Never.

    After the adversities brought upon these conquerors, another devastation has brought desolation to our country. The World War almost destroyed our most precious land. People died and most of the land was wrecked. But we recovered. We believed everything will be fine. Why? Because we are Filipinos. We are strong. We never give up. We always see a bright future.

    Another dispute to the country’s treasured freedom is when the Marcos’ regime ordered the Martial Law. All human rights were suppressed, people were not allowed to voice out their thoughts, everything was controlled by his hands of steel. But again, we rose. Why? Because we are Filipinos. We fight for what is right. We protect what’s important to us – our freedom. We do whatever it takes to uphold this liberty.

   And today, our country still struggles. With Mother Nature’s unpredictable mood, our country suffered numerous catastrophes that almost destroyed us. But we never gave up. Why? Because we are Filipinos. Recovering from the damages is what we do. We help each other; we stand united in saving our people.

    In the future, we will continue to rise. Filipinos, we don’t just live life. We don’t just exist. We live to endure, to excel. To fight for what is ours and to protect our freedom. We will continue to be strong. To keep on smiling even though everything is going rough. To keep on believing that there’s always going to be a rainbow after the rain.

   So next time you’re feeling down, take time to ask yourself. Will I be here if my ancestors gave up? Will I ever taste the sweetness of this freedom? Who am I to feel bad about myself and my country? This country is what our forefathers struggled to fight for. To protect. So tell yourself, “I am strong. I am free. I am a Filipino.”

Huwag mong sanayin ang isang tao na kahit kasalanan niya, ikaw pa ang magpakumbaba dahil baka may dalawang bagay siyang maaaring inaabuso sa iyo.

• Ang kabaitan mo - na siyang minahal niya sayo. Na kahit ilang beses pa siya magkamali, alam niyang patatawarin at patatawarin mo pa rin siya. Na kahit saktan ka pa niya ng paulit-ulit, alam niyang mahal na mahal mo pa rin siya.
• Ang katangahan mo - na siyang nagpapakampante sakanya. Na kahit gaano ka obvious yung ginawa niyang kasalanan, alam niyang hindi mo yun papansinin. Na sa tuwing mag-aaway kayo, kahit hindi ikaw ang may mali, ikaw pa ang humihingi ng tawad.

May mga bagay na dapat iniisip mo din. Huwag puro puso ang gamitin dahil kapag nagmahal ka, pwede mo rin namang gamitin ang utak mo. Takot ka na mawala siya diba? Kaya i-balance mo yung mga natatanggap at binibigay mo para sa taong mahal mo.

Ang bilang ng likes at reblogs  ng posts mo at bilang ng followers mo, ay hindi sukatan ng pagiging isang mahusay na blogger. Paano ko naman nasabi, eh bakit, nung nag-start ka sa tumblr, may follower ka ba kaagad? May likes at reblogs agad ang posts mo? wala naman diba, but still you can say na mahusay kang blogger. Kaya kung matagal ka man na sa tumblr at kakarampot o halos walang pumapansin ng posts mo o ng blog mo mismo, naku fre, wag kang ma-depress. Hindi naman ‘yan ang sukatan ng mahusay na blogger.

Ang tunay na sukatan ay depende sa nilalaman ng mga pinopost mo. depende sa kung gaano ito kalalim at kung nagmula ba ito sa puso. Bukod pa riyan, ay depende sa kung ano’ng rason sa pagpopost mo. Kung ang rason mo lang ay para magpapansin at mag-ala famewhore, naku po! wala kang lugar sa mundo ng pagba-blog. Lahat dito ay nagsusulat para ipakita kung ano ang mga saloobin nila dahil hindi sa lahat ng pagkakataon ay puwede nila itong bigkasin o literal na ipagsigawan. Ang iba naman, para mailabas kung ano man ang mga hinaing nila. So kung ganun man, ano’ng tawag sa maraming likes, reblogs at followers mo? yun ang BONUS kung tawagin, kumbaga INCENTIVES mo na ‘yun bilang isang blogger. Nangangahulugan lang na mas maraming tao ang nakakarelate sa’yo at naiintindihan ka sa kung ano ang bagay na nararamdaman mo. 

I’m not pretty, I have long known that. “Pretty” and “Beautiful” are different. I’d rather be called beautiful than pretty. Pretty is like the stereotyped barbie faces but beauty is something beyond that. Its being wonderful beyond the imperfections. Its like a magical thing you’ll see within a person. Its inner, not outer. 

So when people say I’m not pretty, its fine. I’m not aiming to be pretty. I don’t want to be liked foe who I am outside. For what they see with their naked eyes. I want to be liked for who I am inside. To be called beautiful through my imperfections, my mistakes, I think that’s what really matters.

Huehue. Thanks! :”””> Meron Babyyy. Dito http://lemadijanethemes.tumblr.com Kaso di yan updated.

Katol pa Bave! Dejoke. Pero ang cute. <3

Kaninang Hapon :”> Tungnuh. Sabe ko senyo e. Namaga mata ko dun sa It takes a man and a woman umiyak ako ng HARD dun. Ahuu. Nakashabu ako niyan. Pagbigyan na.