Tangled thoughts

“Your name is the loudest whisper I could hear
Like an undying heartbeat full of tears
You’re the undefined, you’re my unknown
Like a tangled thought in a growling storm”

-Tangled thought. :/

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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? 😀 😛 🙂 ❤ …¤¤¤

A Simple Truth About Happiness: When everything feels right

Before I take my deprived rights on sleeping, I would like to kiss my tears away by spending some minutes on my page while I’m trying to convince you (whoever’s reading) that my post has something to do with your life.. and your feelings.. And your thoughts. Haha nyanya

I am pondering about how people find happiness in different ways. Some find it in shoes stored in cabinets with skeletons. Some find it in food like “Arrghh food is forever and I want to marry as many food as I want because I love to eat and it makes me fat”. Or people find it in books and coffee and cookies and music and beaches and cars and places..

Want some more?

Cosmetics and dogs and cats and alcohol and smoke and dresses and photographs and curtains and papers and stickers and spoons and movies..

Or maybe we could find happiness in family and friendship and work and love and tranquility and peace and time and trust and hope and faith..

And I could add some more and finish this post in year 3000 or even more.

Maybe because we always try to find happiness in everything.

But today somebody reminded me that happiness will never be a “find me” puzzle. Because happiness (I would say) happens not completely because it’s the right time nor person nor place nor situation.

But simply because IT FEELS RIGHT. And it takes tons of courage and guts to jump into that it-feels-right feeling.

(And when something goes wrong that’s the time we forget what happiness is.)

-TOO MUCH FOR TODAY. A very loooong start of the week. My happiness is sleep. 🙂 ❤

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“Give it to the universe.”

I wonder what makes other people sad. Is it heart break? Broken family? Shaken friendship? Washed off relationship? Wrecked car? Shattered house? Endless work? Unstable job? Crippled dreams? Health condition?

It’s too many. Too many that I would like to mention in a very special way the last but not the least, Money . *laughs* Money is the universal concern of everyone. It’s hypocritical to say that money can’t buy happiness. *And then insert the jet ski thing here. Haha Who doesn’t want that*

My mom would always say, “Money talks.” Then I could imagine my coins and bills having a conversation in my purse. That would really freak me out!

However, I want to believe that happiness doesn’t just rely on gold. I always remind myself that money could be everything. But you can’t let it to be YOUR everything. That’s why once in a while, I always check on things how I can tease people I love, chase food, drink like a fish, care for people I share my time with, and of course, how I can make things weirder *hmm.. Yaaa weirder* I value little things because these remind me that I have, or we have the right to be happy no matter how inevitable life opportunity is.

And I learned an incredible thing today..

That even if you’re so fucked up, and everythings’s a mess, life goes on and you have to breathe and leave no trace. Get drunk. Get crazy. Get wild. Get better. Do your thing and leave everything else to the universe.

-Thank you Mee. 🙂 Ang sarap talaga ng kulay green na pastaaaa ❤

A man without dreams

A man without dreams doesn’t dream at all. He just sleeps, faces the dawn, soils his body and when sunset comes, he closes his eyes again.

A man without dreams doesn’t think. Because if he does, there will be a chain of consequences, results, hardships and most of all changes. A man without dreams doesn’t change. And he doesn’t think. Where the fuck are your brain cells?

A man without dreams hurt people. Why? Because he’s selfish. He doesn’t allow people to have chances. To grow. To love. To think. To change. To dream. He doesn’t even know how to give himself a chance to do all things. He just lives.

A man without dreams lives alone. He’s a lonely man.

A man without dreams is a chaos. Because he spreads nothing.

But how does a man without dreams, dream nothing?

Maybe because he doesn’t want to dream at all? Nor he wants to chase any opportunity. Nor he lives with idealism. He just lives. And when fate comes, he simply goes back to dust. And the wind blows him away.

And I hope nobody inhales him.

Or maybe, he doesn’t dream at all because his dreams failed him. And it took his time away.

So maybe he’s not a man without dreams.

He is a man who lost his dreams.

-a very sad thought.

A letter to Corazon

Dear Corazon,

(To whoever who’s reading this, she’s my aunt: a friend of mom)

I am situated in a jeepney, sitting and waiting for this four-wheel vehicle to arrive at my destination. While I was trying to send a message and to send a reply from yours, my tears just can’t help it but to burst. And all your hardships, efforts, care, love and support were like freaking thunders that kept on flashing my head. You’ve fulfilled and still fulfilling my dreams and plans.. Biologically speaking, you don’t even have a single strand of my complicated DNA. But there you are, you’re another mom who loves me like your own. If only I could look back and make a list of all the things I could say thank you for? I would. It’s just that my blog isn’t enough to have that list. And I need a lifetime to write it down. But I’ll take this very moment, to say thank you simply because you love me that much. And we both know why words are not enough to express what I meant when I said that. Just because. 🙂

Thank you for giving me a life. I love you. :*

Your daughter,

Apple ❤