No title, Just You and I

 

 

“Not that big. But it hurts a lot. Not that much. But a lot.

But I’m so grateful that I have you.”

 

 

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08|13|2018

Everything was cluttered and my 24/7 was a robotic routine. Then I woke up one morning having a conversation with someone whom I would love for the next days of my crazy life.

I would be honest. I am enjoying what we have. It’s not that perfect, not every inch of it is a happy conversation; we’re starting to have arguments, and I don’t like what I feel, what I have felt, and to think of what I would feel.. But I like the idea of having arguments and silly conversations. It feels like growth.

Well in fact, yesterday, was one of those days.

I started to overthink.

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Thinking that I might be a little bit too much (that I don’t talk too much). That if I do, I might over say it, and hurt both of us.

 We have a lot of differences. I agree.

 

The Introvert meets The Extrovert.

 

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I know and I was expecting little clashes and thunderstorms with our relationship because of those differences. I was surprised tho. That you were more aggressive on asking questions  how we could work things out. And I appreciate that. It’s like telling me you love me more than how I behave towards silly stuff.

Silly stuff. When I start to create a trivial argument about you and your friends. Haha classic. I ran it like it’s a joke but yeah, I’m human. I get jealous too. I know you love and care for your friends, but you just have to love and care for me more. Or when those multi-colored hair characters start to dance on your screen and you seem to forget that I exist. Silly, but true. And I just thought, maybe it was just me.

But it hurts a lot when you seem not to listen and hear me talk about how rough my day was.. that I left my spoon and fork at home, that I’m having a hard time dealing with my fats, that I’m starting toasdfghjkl……………

Not that big. But it hurts a lot.

Not that much. But a lot.   

And I’m sorry for being childish. I feel like a 26-year old kid. (haha)

Regardless of my silly thoughts, I am so grateful that I have you. 

 

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It’s almost a year since we started to count stars at night. Listen to raindrops and growling thunderstorms. We earned another year on our age. We celebrated the day of the fat guy in red who flies at night, and here we are. Another months to spend.

I hope by this time, I am more carefree. Carefree enough to tell you how I really feel.

So I could tell you what I like and what I don’t. So I could tell you how I feel. And how important you are to me. That sometimes, a simple hug could actually make me feel better. That a simple pat on my head could take away the bad mood I have on a certain day. That you are my fluffy bear and nothing would ever change that.

 

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That you are my cookies, my coffee and my tea..

 

That I love you more than you know.

 

And I will love you, and wouldn’t stop until the moon say so.

🙂

It’s a  rainy 7:47 in the morning of August 13, 2018.

Yeah, this was supposed to be future dated (next year). But I realized that if you want to say something, you have to do it now because tomorrow is never a promise. But we are all hopeful that it will be kept. 

 

And I’m looking forward for another year.. and another year, and another year after that…until the sun becomes a white dwarf star. ❤ 

P.S.

-Dapat hindi na kasali ‘tong picture na ‘to. Haha Pero gustong gusto ko talaga isali. Haha 😛  ❤ ❤ ❤ 🙂 peace! 

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Edited|With a HeART|

I love you. 

Madami.

Sobra. 🙂

 

 

|9.8m/s2|

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Kwentong UV Express

Naalala ko ang malagim na gabi kung saan sinalo ako ng mga chicharon ni Camille (Mercy’s Chicharoom, machalapp haha) nang mahulog ako pababa ng UV. Pero muli kong napatunayan na may mabubuting nilalang pa sa mundong ibabaw bukod sa mga nagmamahal sa atin. Thanks man! (Wala ng masyadong stress sa isang gabing bayani baka may magtampo haha)

Eh yun na nga. Buhay naman ako. Wala na ang mga galos at sugat. Wala na rin ang mga pasa.

Minsan may mga pangyayari sa buhay na hindi natin inaasahan.

 

Madadapa. Mahuhulog.

Nang hindi mo namamalayan.

Masakit. Madiin.

Sa una makikita mo lang ang sugat.

Pero habang tumatagal nararamdaman mo na unti unting binabalot ng sakit ang mga sugat. Na kahit anong gamot ang ilagay mo, para kang dinudurog.

Pero sabi nila, pinapagaling ng panahon ang lahat.

 

At kasabay ng paggaling ng mga sugat mo, unti unti kang natututo. Na hindi lang naman sakit at peklat ang dala ng mga galos.

Minsan sa likod ng mga sugat, ay ang mga taong patuloy na nagpapangiti ng ating mga labi.

 

Yung pamilya mo.

Kaibigan.

Minsan stranger.

Minsan mataba. 🙂 ❤ 😛

 

-ayy landeee :*

9.8 m/s2|V

The verge of being a Wanderlust in 13 to 50 different ways.

“As you wander and you are lost, you can’t help but to see a stranger in 13 to 50 different ways.”

It became a crucial thought to me about being lost as I travelled to my aunt’s house yesterday. (I arrived safe, if that’s your question.)

I realized a lot of things more than how I have been thinking about time.

First, as you wander and you are lost, you can’t help but to see a stranger in 13 to 50 different ways. You have to learn how to see through them. Learn how to trust even if you’re at the verge of nowhere.

Second, time never gets old. People do. So if you want to wander, it’s now or never.

This is a hard punch on my face. I have lived a life full of grid. And I’ve always thought it was okay. I suffered hesitations for 15 years. I realized maybe it’s about time to put a hedgehog on top of my head and dance like a baboon.

Third, I learned deeper than mantle of the earth, that family and friends are the best creations you could have. Savor it. Live with it. Laugh with it. Love it.

I have fought Aneurysm for a decade and a half now. It’s never been easy since I gained it young, I had to force myself to think like an adult. To know this and that. And if I tell you right now everything I have realized yesterday, you could tell how crazy my brain cells work. Because it’s just crazy.

But one thing I would like to have now for sure, I don’t give a damn how long I could conquer the challenge of Vascular Aneurysm. But I would like to pray deeply, that He would give me enough time to say thank you to every single person who prolonged my existence. To people who always give me reasons to go on. To people who don’t just make me feel gay, but define what really happiness is. To people whom I could trust when right paths are nowhere to be found. To people who love me in 13 to 50 different ways. ❤ ❤ ❤

Thank you! 🙂

Kwentong Pag-ibig: Love is blind, deaf, mute, numb, colorful, great… Lahat na, P*%@&?!@!!!

“Dahil ang Pag-ibig ay masasabi kong isang napakagandang pagkukulang na masarap kulayan at nakatadhanang punan.”

February na naman! Hello sa mga may jowa, kunware may jowa, nangangarap magkajowa, at syempre sa mga nawalan ng jowa, mawawalan ng jowa at higit sa lahat.. Yung walang jowa! 🙂

(the term** haha!)

¤¤LOVE IS BLIND¤¤

Madalas kong marinig, makita ang mga katagang ito. Bulag nga ba ang Pag-ibig? Yung tipong nagkaroon na ng union ang pamilya, mga kamag-anak at mga kaibigan mo, kulang na lang isali ng nanay mo si Kapitan Tiyago sa samahan nila para lang ipamukha sayo na hindi siya karapatdapat para sayo. Kasi daw oso sya. (Bakit, cute naman yung oso ah?) Pero hindi kasi yun. Kahit anong sabihin nila, alam kong ang bawat isa ay may kanya kanyang sagot sa katanungang “BAKIT SIYA?”. At walang taong pwedeng magdikta kung sino ang bibigyan mo ng matamis na Oo or kung sinong liligawan/mamahalin mo.

¤¤LOVE IS DEAF¤¤

Bingi raw ang Pag-ibig. Kasi kahit anong sigaw mo, minsan hindi ka marinig. Hindi ka na niya naririnig..

“Punta ko ng Wonderland.”

“Ingat ka.”

“Ano?! The line is breaking. I’m with girls. Ano ulit?!”

“T*ngina! Mahal kita!”

“Mahal din kita.”

“Ano?! I’m with someone. Low batt na ko. Bye! ”

¤¤LOVE IS MUTE.¤¤

Yung tipong gusto mong ipagsigawang importante ‘tong tao sayo. Taong may espesyal na space. Pero nautot ka nalang sa katatago ng feelings mo. Kasi nga, Love is Mute. So kapag nagsama si Love is Deaf at Love is Mute.. Wala na. Wala ng pag-asa. (Ooops! Meron pa! Huwag kang bitter. Haha Habang nabubuhay, may pag-asa. 🙂 )

¤¤LOVE IS NUMB.¤¤

Ayan naaa. Manhid ka. MANHID KA!!! Hahahaha blog ko ‘to. :p

Sa lahat ng may minamahal, na kulang nalang gumulong ka ng isang daang beses sa harapan niya, kulang nalang ibigay mo yung Jupiter sa kanya, kulang na lang ibigay mo na yung ngipin mo para punan ang ngiti niya, kulang nalang.. kulang. T*ngina! Parang kulang pa rin. Hindi ka pa rin niya maramdaman. Ang tanong, MAHAL KA BA NIYA?

Tandaan. Sabi nga nila..

I LOVE YOU is not a question. It’s a statement. And it’s not meant to be answered.

Maybe it’s just meant to be felt.

BLIND. DEAF. MUTE. NUMB.

Maglilipana na naman ang kakornihan ng buong sanlibutan sa darating na Valentine’s Day. Pero kahit anong gawin mo, kahit anong pigil mo.. Ang araw na ito ay dadaan sa kalendaryo para ipaalala ang nakasanayang kahulugan ng araw na ito, Araw ng mga Puso. Puso na sumisimbolo sa Pag-ibig.

Isang salitang nagbibigay kulay sa buhay ng mga tao. Isang bagay na nagsisilbing paalala sa atin na tayo ay may pagkukulang. Na tayo ay may nakalaang espasyo para masabi nating, may mga bagay na hindi natin nakikita.. Sigaw na hindi naririnig.. Mga salitang hindi masabi.. At mga bagay na hindi natin maramdaman.

Pero hindi ibig sabihin nito na tayo ay punong puno ng pagkukulang. Isa lamang itong patunay na ang Pag-ibig ang pinakamagandang bagay sa mundo na pinagsasaluhan ng dalawang taong pawang may kapansanan ngunit hinding hindi ito magiging isang hadlang..

Dahil ang Pag-ibig ay masasabi kong isang napakagandang pagkukulang na masarap kulayan at nakatadhanang punan.”

-HAPPY VALENTIMES DAY! Haha Ay Valentine’s pala. 🙂 ❤ ❤ ❤ Ang araw na 'to ay para sa lahat. Para sa lahat ng taong may puso at nagmamahal. ❤

Corny. Haha

(SHOUT OUT nga pala sa kaibigan kong magbibirthday ngayong February 14! Huwag ka nang magtampo sa akin. Huhu Love pa rin kita kahit binubully mo ko. Kasi, may kapansanan ako. At isa ka sa pumupuno nun. 🙂 Hello sa inaanak kong pogi!)

¤¤¤Syeettt! Paano nga ba ulit magmahal? 😀 😛 🙂 ❤ …¤¤¤

Papers? Please.

“Maybe we’ll meet again, when we are slightly older and our minds less hectic.
I’ll be right for you and you’ll be right for me.
But right now, I am a chaos to your thoughts and you are poison to my heart.”

 

-I was just browsing and about to start with a term paper forwarded by a comrade and a confidant. And I found this from someone’s page.

(Why is everyone having a hard time lately. What’s with Holy week?)

 …

Papers? Please.

A daylight with Alfredo

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May mga bagay na ginagawa mo dahil gusto mo. Hindi dahil kailangan mong gawin, pero ginagawa mo kasi malabitukang manok ang utak mo sa pagkaweird kaya nagagawa mo pa rin. 🙂 I love it better now. But I miss those four corners and paper loads. And I miss Camille. 😐😟 Salamat sa pagtawag kanina, I love youuu 😜 hahaha magkita na tayo please.