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Just my imagination: it does not exist
He never talks..he seldom smiles…I wonder if he’s real
* this was written out of boredom not because I’m bitter or something
I never believe in fairy tales
I don’t even see the beauty of it.
Happy endings, they don’t work for me
It is just part of someone else’s fantasy.
All I knew was,
My story has always been sad.
Never in my life did I experience the bliss of falling in love
Tragedy and twist of fate were all I had.
Too many horses had have passed me by
Not a single one stopped to stay
When the moment I thought I’m finally not alone
And find the right one
My destiny seemed to turn the other way.
Now here I am again
Back on my favorite place
Wishing that someday
I’ll get to leave this waste
But I know this someday is not too soon to come
Just like when the moon meets the sun
Singing my heart to release the pain
The pain for waiting and believing
I promised to be stoned hearted
Even if the right pair of shoes are sighted
Coz I’ve been not believing magic
Since my story has always been tragic
I don’t know what to add or say, I can’t even end this little essay
So I guess this is how it will be
Unfinished ending that will never go down in history
I eat Manga!
1. The stories are very light…not complicated and very interesting
2. The characters are unbelievably handsome and beautiful (not to mention smart, talented and tall)
3. The lines are funny…but with hidden meanings
I’ve been an avid anime fan since I was 5 or younger. I always love day-dreaming about my favorite characters. I cry whenever I missed an episode or for some instances there have been no electricity or I got a lot of things to do. Until now, I am still drawn to various stuffs Japan introduced to my country. I started reading Manga, Mahnwa and comics. I can’t stop from wondering what’s next after I finish one story. I’ve been addicted. I’ve been hooked…and I’m proud of it. Over a month, I managed to read almost 10 Manga and watch over 3 anime series. I often spend my time in my room talking to myself and laughing…with my laptop and downloaded stuffs, my addiction is on the next level.
Why read/watch? They say it is a waste of time but I say it actually gives me quality moments with myself. I get to know my personality better and get to improve some of my stupid behaviors.
When everybody is falling
I can’t help it. I’m really amazed because most of my friends did make it before finally graduating. When I thought love only exists in movies, well, my tomodachi are here to prove that it actually does exist in reality. So before their college years are over they have found themselves their special someone.
I am still looking forward to put my picture together with that someone in my empty picture frame:)It may not be now, but I know sooner or later I will also fall…
One of the Boys: A Gift or A Curse?
Growing up with a bunch of boy friends around you means being one of them. They treat you just like the same…no special treatments except during rainy seasons since they’ll offer you their coats or jackets.
I’ve always been acting like one of the tough guys since I was a kid and I did not know how to breakaway since I’ve been comfortable with the clothes I wear, toys I play and music I listen to.
I don’t have brothers…biologically speaking…but I got tons of them (just disregard the blood thing) Often times, I’m being misunderstood for a lesbian or a bisexual because of my behavior which I guess, will be permanent.
But what I like being boyish is that:
- you get free body guards anywhere you go—-of course they won’t let anyone harm you. Your enemy is their enemy too regardless if you’re right or wrong…you’ll always have a bunch of back-ups.
- you get free drinks whenever you’re in a bar or just an ordinary store—it has always been a male instinct to impress everyone by giving out freebies.lol.
- you’ll be assured to have jackets/coat during rainy days or while watching movies inside the malls–when it is cold, it is their duty to make you feel warm…I mean, make you comfortable despite the weather or setting…hahaha.(it is not what you think)
the best part of being one of the tough guys is….especially when you like someone:
- you can hug them for free or kiss them on the cheeks sometimes…with no malice…maybe just for them..lol
- you can have them beside you anytime except if they have some dates
- they share some secrets and trust your every word
- call you when they needed advice and ask you out for an ice (T-ice, ice cream..whatever)
- you get gifts during your birthday and even during ordinary days
the hard part of being one with the buds:
- you get sucker punch all the time…since they thought you can’t feel pain (physically) like them
- you can’t wear girly clothes without them laughing at you and saying..you’re so gay!
- you can’t complain when they bring their girlfriends around you and introduced them as if you like them too.
- you can’t refuse drinking sessions
- you can’t get away from their pranks…like having you dance with other girls..I mean slowdance..as if you got what they got…hmpf!
- when they caught you listening to katy perry’s song you’ll be the center of all the jokes…
The hardest part…
when it comes to:
- jokes…most of the time, they could not determine which is a joke from not…
- feelings….never fall for any of them…they won’t notice it..unless he feels the same way too…but never expect he will look at you the way you want him to.
You can always be with them..but falling in love will be your biggest downfall..you’re lucky if they love you too but if not…friendship is better than having nothing to hold on to…
But in my case, I’m happy being one of them…for now… who knows, in the future, I might regret it too…






