eletheowl:

“I realize that overall, you weren’t really worth it. There were moments with you that made me really happy, but the majority of the time you just shut me out. That’s why this summer, I’ll try to get over you. We might’ve had something really great, but I guess we’ll never know. I’ll never forget the good times with you, but I’ll also never forget how you hurt me more than any other boy.”

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“Before you, I was never so emotional. No one could make me cry, and no one made me think so hard. But now the tears flow like rain from the saddest sky there is, and my frantic thoughts are tearing me apart. I’m not going to let it end this way. I’m done feeling sorry for myself, and I’m done being broken, and I’m done letting you make me feel like that at all. I’m going to make myself stronger, no matter how I have to do it. Because these thoughts are enough to drive someone insane, and I’m not going to let that be me anymore. I’m taking a stand.”

im so sore :(

i can't believe school is on tuesday.
it seems like i went to the philippines 6 years ago.
feels like i never went home this summer.
i miss it

back to school will kill me softly.
and im not talking about academics.

xoxo.

i thought i should come by

and say hello to my blogspot.
things have been easier.
tumblr.com
twitter.com

i got a blackberry bold.
it's quite hefty.
i painted my room gray.
2 shades of it.
i'm putting up black and white pictures.
it feels a little dark for me to do.

things are getting better.
i can say your name.
i almost don't care.

xoxo.

One day I will forget you, but right now, oh man.

im thisclose to moving permanently to tumblr.

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taking a break from blogspot, find me reblogging and blogging at tumblr :) :)

xoxo.

Who Knew ?

Why do people make time capsules?
Scrap books?
Why do people tivo their shows?
Why do we record any data, why do we take pictures?
...For memories.

Some memories are material.
Hard, solid, present material.
While others store in your brain.

The smell of the air while you took those pictures, what you did before and after those pictures were taken. The laughs that were off camera. The little antics in between. Those that were missed by technology and can only be kept merely by your own internal memory.

They last long.
Longer than any jpeg file that can be simply deleted by a click of a mouse.
Longer than any pieces of paper that can be burned.
Long.

Anyway, these memories are good because you know you won't lose them (unless you unfortunately hit your head and crack it open and have amnesia, or you all of a sudden at the age of 80 develop alzheimer's disease)

We preserve every good part of our lives with the means of pictures and videos and other memorabillas... that consist of pictures and videos and writings

So like any good thing, it comes with its cons. Cause you see...because these memories are built inside you.. they start to come with emotional attachment, now it's attached to you heart and brain, and you can't let go, can't delete, can't escape.

And I guess in life you would encounter someone that's able to defeat the purpose of their own internal memory.
Those people who choose to forget and simply just erase and delete any good memory, that YOU cannot or will never forget.


I may never learn how to do this, and I sure hope I never forget what this person did.

I wanna remember every single part of how we met and those little times in between that only I would remember now, because the other half is gone.

I wanna remember the feelings. Because I will never want to do this to anyone else.

Low.
and pathetic.
Inconsiderate, immature and cold.

I know I promised, nothing more about you.
but now that I'm out of that garbage hole I was in weeks ago,
And now that I've got out of my slump and happier than ever in life...
You are just,
nevermind.

Who cares?!





xoxo.

You know when you can't sleep..

I can't sleep, I don't know if it's because I drank coffee or it's because I have just completely wrecked my body clock this summer.

I don't know.
But internet keeps me pretty entertained.

This is from Leejay's blog.
Tumblr.com is looking pretty attractive to me these days than blogspot.


..and yes maybe also because Gabe Bondoc uses it.
But Aj uses blogspot.
Oh I have blogspot!
oh and yes... I made tumblr too
haha

you know you love me!

(so enthusiastic at 4:26 in the morning, only me..)

xoxo.

It's like I've waited my whole life.

Don't you hate it when your internet is so slow?
You feel like you can almost break your computer, but you won't because then you won't have a computer to use...
Like right now, my internet is being so slow and I'm sitting here so impatiently waiting for my internet to open the web page I've asked it to open literally 2 minutes ago.

That is slow.
We've all been accustomed to fast everything that our patience has faded with time..When we know that patience is key to a lot of greater things in life.
When you think about it, everything is made fast these days because we cannot imagine a slow meaning of life.
What happened to the manual can openers? Who uses those still? now we can open a can that would take 30 seconds more with a manual can opener than the electric one everyone has now.
What happened to the home cooked meals ? They're slowly getting replaced with Michellina's and Hungryman and all those things you pop in the microwave and voila!

I mean, can't we just all wait ?
Is it patience that's the problem here?
Or have we just have no time in our hands to wait?

Well I know I'm almost yanking out my hair here waiting for my internet to open, because it has never been this slow.
But you know what, it has been slow at one point, when internet was just made...and somewhere down the road of its improvement, computer techs have discovered ways to make it faster so that people don't have to wait.
But I have time. I have nothing else to do.
So I'll sit here and wait.


xoxo.