Random Thought 040

It was a long awkward silence. We both know we tried reaching out to each other but we just couldn't let go of what we want to say. Nobody want to go first. So I gave up. I rested my shoulders, leaned back to the car seat. It was really frustrating.

Fog starts to blur the vision of the windshield. I sat straight again and did some doodling. on the foggy windshield.

"Alam mo ba kung ano to?"

You stared for a moment, perplexed but you managed to whisper "doodles". 

I just smiled back and said "Tayo yan, may direksyon, pero magulo"

Never Date a Guy Who Smokes

Never date a guy who smokes. His whole system is covered with defamation and pretention. His creativity is shown on how good of a liar he is. His silence is disturbing. He will never tell you the truth, instead he will sugar coat it with sweet words that will surely "sweep you off your feet" He is an overthinker and will annoy you most of the time for his reasoning is far beyond normal.

Never date a guy who smokes, He will make a fool out of you. He would lie to you, tell you things you want to hear but in reality, it's not really what he is feeling. He will argue with you until you get tired and accept your defeat. He is a good heartbreaker. A confused and troubled person who would make you feel unimportant and unloved. And in the long run, he will blame you for the things he did wrong, for the things you did and for the things you did not do.

Never date a guy who smokes for he has a big ego. He is a jerk and will say things that hurt. He will send you mixed signals. You're all lovey-dovey today, then starts ignoring you the next day. Calls you just to say how much he misses you and before you know it, he drops your calls and does not reply to your texts. And because you're too hung up on him, no matter how fucked up this was, how he messed up your life, still, you welcome him with arms wide open.

Never trust a guy who smokes. He is weak. He will not stay true to his words. HE WILL BE UNFAITHFUL TO YOU. He may be brave but he will not fight for you. If you date a guy who smokes, you should know that he is like the smoke -- "here now, gone in seconds"

Or better yet, find somebody who smokes. I challenge you to date him. Be his "game changer." Be the reason why he would like to quit this habit. Be his only habit. Play his game. Listen to his stories. Be there for him. Bring him cigarettes. Be the girl he is scared to lose. FIND OUT WHY HE IS DOING THIS.

If you meet a guy who smokes, ignore him, dump him, and I beg you to NOT BELIEVE IN HIM.

A response to:  http://pilosopogyno.tumblr.com/post/22421238449#


To the guy who used to bring me ice cream in the middle of the night and the jerks I know, SCREW YOU. I'M ON PMS, BITCHES.

Date a Girl Who Loves Sunsets

Date a girl who love sunsets. Date a girl who will stay with you until the end than somebody who will just be there in the beginning. She might not be the prettiest in the crowd but she is worth the second look. Behind her bare-faced look and tanned-skin lies an interesting personality that will surely charm you.

Date a girl who loves sunsets. She is optimistic. She always try to see the good in everything. Her positivity is contagious. She's a joker. You will never have a dull moment with her. She is spontaneous and determined. She will do anything to get what she wants. She will fight for you. She will chase you like how she chases the sunset. She will not give up on you. She is a warrior.

Date a girl who loves sunsets, because you will never feel awkward around her. Don't be afraid to make mistakes for she has shortcomings too. You'll recognize her for she always has this warm smile that can light up the room. She is the girl whom you don't want to see leaving at the end of the day.

If you date a girl who loves sunsets, bring her to different places so she can witness the different views of the sunset. Be it in Manila Bay, on top of Mt. Apo or just on your roofdeck. Tell her she's beautiful. Stay with her. Ask her what beauty it is in sunsets that seems to awe her. She may be persistent and immature at times but she finds joys in the simplest things. Like sunsets.

Date a girl who loves sunsets. She's a keeper. Her eyes are burning with unending passion and love for you like how she loves witnessing the sunset. BE LOYAL TO HER. For she will never be unfaithful to you. Find time to be with her. Watch the sunset with her.

If you meet a girl who loves sunsets, be with her. Choose her.

Date a girl who loves sunsets. For they always see the beauty in endings.

A girl who loves sunsets is full of hope. She is free-spirited and believes that at the end of the day, she still has tomorrow morning.

Or better yet, date a girl who loves sunrise.





To Sam Tungul, we will never settle for less.

Missing

It was a war between what we agreed we had and what we "really" had. It was too confusing that we always end up in a fight. Hassle. You know naman na you'll never win pero you still keep on raising the same issues. It gets tiring you know? Fighting for the same reason over and over again. 

But then I realized, it was your way to keep me in your radar. 

I miss how we end up arguing because of our contradicting views in life.

I miss the fights. 

But what I miss more is the "calm after the storm part".

The nights when you bring me ice cream in the middle of the night just because we had a fight

The impromptu dates on a school day just to make bawi for your pagkukulangs.

Those wala lang visits just because you miss me. LOL

I miss the scent of your car.

I miss how you always make me a priority over your other girls (haha!)

I miss that feeling when I was with you.

I miss how things were fucked up between us but we still get through the day.

It's been a crucial week, and I am missing what we had.  

I am writing this not because I'm asking for another chance because we both know we had enough of that. I am writing this just because contrary to what you believe in, the last five (six?) months of my life was well spent because I spent it with you.

Whatever this thing was, it made me happy. 

But today, I am letting you know, that it's it totally and completely over. 

Random Thought 039

It's not that I hate Sundays. I hate the feeling of knowing that the next day will be Monday. It's like knowing that something great is about to end. It's painful but you can't do nothing much about it. It's a routine that you can't avoid. It's the standard that we have to follow.

So we meet again.

Lessons from the flash flood

It was 6:30. I was really excited to shut down my computer and go home na. But the ulan was so lakas that I needed to stay a bit longer pa in the office. I was confused on whether to go home na ba or just spend the night at my tita's condo in Ortigas which is like 5mins away lang from the office.

But I decided to wait na lang for the ulan to stop.

At 8pm, finally the rain stopped. I went home with an office mate. I took the MRT to Trinoma and she took the jeep to Sta. Mesa. I crossed the bridge to SM North where the FX terminal to Espanya is located. A long queue of people waiting for the pa-Morayta FX was there. I waited patiently for my turn but the union of drivers declared that the roads to Espanya are impassable already so we have to alight na in Rotonda which is like so malayo pa from our bahay in Dapitan. I let out a mahinang "Tangina naman.." to show my frustration.

I had no choice. It's either I get stranded sa mall or I lusong in the baha in Espanya para makauwi. Then I realized, life is tough. It's hard to make decisions when your options doesn't benefit you that much.

I also salute the FX drivers who braved the Araneta traffic just to hatid the passengers even kahit hanggang Banawe lang.

I had to walk from Banawe to Dapitan and lusong the hanggang ass na baha. But I realized again, if I am doing this, I need to be handa. I stopped over the nearest convenience store, bought a pair of tsinelas and Chillz to keep me full.

Grabe talaga the baha! It was the worst! I was like crying na talaga and people were staring at me because I was nakatanga lang. It was the funniest and the most embarrassing moment of my life.

When I got home, I realized life is like the baha. It's deep.

To Sam Tungul, for the pagpipilit to sulat this blog.

Inspired by http://sankagesteno.wordpress.com/2012/09/10/lessons-from-an-mrt-ride/

From your grip.