tax sucks!!!!!

civil, ok.

two down. two to go.

crim and mercantile next...

where's that vodka goin?!!!!

shucks!!!!!
chaka khan na 'to!!!

YEY!!! Just finished with my first of four sundays for compre exams. It's like taking the bar...which feels like hell and easy-smooth ride sometimes.What the heck, anything to make us pass the bar in our first try. If only with a hand stretched over your book and voila! Verbatim galore! hahahaha Yeah right!

Anyways, life is still good.

Gotta cram for Civil!!! and the dreaded tax

:-p

I SEE BLUE




COMPRE EXAMS!!!!

SUcks!!!!

You can feel it..the jitters of the pips in school are starting to get to them.

If I wasn't one of those who'll also take the exams, I'd find the whole thing funny....but I don't. Crap.

November 12...the dreaded start of the four sundays of "mock" bar exams. Shucks.

My only prayer is that I'll have something to make "hugot" when I start answering my exams. Haaaaayy....

For now...dinner with A.M.'s bestfriend and his gf....this should be interesting

:-p

it's been ages since i've last blog....most of the time i'm busy pretending to be a studious and consciencious student that i'm not....and the other times too busy being around my bf...not lately though...but that's alright

had the weirdest dream last night...
i was with my law school barkada suddenly found myself holding hands and smacking with a friend...it was raining and he was kinda my bf for the night...weird

also weird is the fact that i had my first int'l. phone spat (of the least gravity i assure you) with my boyfriend....suplado bi mo

hehehe

it was all his fault :-p
...i'm sure he'd deny...again...

but honey...
really...
d bla sala mo man gd coz you had a short fuse?
(my halo spinning)

mwah!
miss you na!!!!

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My Bf's off somewhere on the planet and i'm stuck in this little town waiting!!!!
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

Miss him.
He's tugging my lil old heart...wherever he is.

Cool Slideshows

so many things to be greatful for in life....even with the hectic sched in school...sometimes i catch myself drifting...not turning a page coz my mind's wandering already...then i check the net...i read how other's update their blogs and i see the beautiful pics they take (like jas and her personal voyages)....and i wonder what the hell i'm doing burying my nose on a thousand page law book....then the day ends and i wait up for my boyfriend...and then i see why god has been good to me....my last relationship ended badly...i suppose all loves end in a bad way but mine was particularly hard....i'm still reeling sometimes and i wonder if sen will do the same....but then i see him...and i see all the reasons why my first one didn't work out...i wasn't dating a man... i was dating a little boy trapped in 28-year-old body

i'm happy now....i wake up and i think of sen...always the first thing i think about...i miss him when i'm not with him...my mind drifts and then i remember our talks....the pics we take...the books we read...the movies we're about to see...the restos were gonna hit...and i'm happy

six months
six wonderful months
3 lover's quarrels
one crying session
two scary rides
hehehe
life is good

happy monthsary honey!!!
(July 5, 2006)

....and always

There's no time like the present. Grab the bull by its horns.

There's something that always rings true everytime I check my horsocope this days. But right now, in this very moment it's not the bull's horn that I want to pull...it's my texter stalker/bitch of my ex!!!!

Grabeh!!!

There are somethings that are beneath you. There are others that you put up with.
But as my fabulous friend Paka says, "I will not sit down when injustice is happening."

Hmmmm....crime of moral turpitude? Hahahaha That bitch doesn't deserve that.

She deserves the worst thing that you can do with a person.....indifference baby!!!

As I texted her:

"You have issues I have no desire to entertain,"

I'm reminded of cow. The only thing different is that the cow looks much much much better than Jes the Hag. Bwahahahaha!!!!!

Keep you updated guys!
Im in the Mood For a Kiss
;-p

just got back from concon's crib after returning her notes...as always wse laughed our hearts out and made chika about a lot of stuff...learned something new about sen... about his time in college and his ex...oh well....small world

monthsary was fine...
the days are longer than the usual...
review is such fun sometimes and sometimes it's liek sitting through a very bad b-movie...
life's simple pleasures? more like self-inflicted tortures.

I was randomly reading stuff on the net when I happen to read this:

French Kissing tips
This is a guide to basic kissing, i.e. you learn the basics and get the basics right, then experiment and try different styles and more advanced techniques. The basics 1. Brush your teeth, get a good bath, nicely groomed and clean and fresh, before meeting the other person. There's nothing worse than kissing the rear end of a garbage truck 2. Get into a comfortable position - you can't kiss if your back feels like it's gonna break. Suggestion - Sit side by side on a comfy sofa. 3. Hold your lover , firmly but gently - don't cause pain. Suggestion would be to hold the shoulders, the neck or gently on the side of the face, one side or both sides. 4. Move your faces closer. Don't bump noses. Suggestion would be the guy angle his face slightly so you don't bump noses. 5. Kiss gently, normal closed lips kissing, and close your eyes. Closing your eyes increases the sensations you feel, and also sets the mood. 6. Continue kissing gently. Get comfortable with simple closed lips, lip-to-lip kissing before going anywhere else. 7. If fine till here, tentatively, slowly and lightly draw your tongue across the other person's lips. 8. Chances are from here, if the other person lightly parts her tongue, slowly explore the other person's tongue in a light licking motion. 9. The tongue has a very sensitive surface, which is why tongue to tongue is the essence of french kissing. 10. After you've tried lightly licking the other person's tongue, you can try sucking on it, wrestling with it ( see if you can hold it to the floor of her mouth ) and other things like that. 11. Explore the other areas of the mouth. Especially the roof of the mouth. Lightly lick, or tickle the area with your tongue. 12. Don't bite. whatever you do, don't bite. 13. Don't swing your tongue round and round like a windmill. Explore lightly, don't drill your way through. 14. Breathe through your nose. Breathe through your nose. I say again, breathe through your nose. 15. Follow so far? You can lightly use your hands too, lightly rubbing the other person. Suggestions, along the waist, along the back, the arms, especially the inside of the arm, the neck, maybe running your fingers through her hair. Again, don't cause pain. 16. Continue kissing.

oh well...got no prob in that dept
naks! hehehehe

HAVE YOU EVER HAD THIS FEELING/CONVERSATION WITH SOMEONE?



I did.

Weird.
Hilarious.
Uncanny.
Fun.

Anyway....I feel like a bitch today.



Hopefully my bf feels the same. hahahaha

IT GOT ME THINKING THAT

Omissions are betrayals.

“Not sharing” is NOT sharing a life at all.

I know that sometimes knowing matters. It just has its downside sometimes.
And the price you pay leaves much to be desired.

Sometimes the knowing part in your life, screws up your chances of just being there in the moment; when all you can do is just to feel.
Now you have to contend with the what-ifs.
It's the very question that can often suck the life out of you.

“FRIENDS?”

Watch When Harry Met Sally

WONDER

I wonder why somethings are so hard for people to do.
It could just be the simplest of things.
A call.
A text.
A holler.
A miss call?
Anything?

Why do we have to ask, Fight about,
Question,
Pout because of it,
Demand, or
Hint?
Nakaka-wala ng Gana.
It’s starting to blow my bubbles.

SCHOOL

So many books.
So little time.
Tired eyes.
Back aches.

WISH-LIST

A Leica digital camera or a Lomo Cam +
Lots of time+
Shots to take.

PISSED

He hinted. So I did.
He never noticed even after a couple of rounds.
It sucks to be a sucker for wanting to please.

PISSED SOME MORE

More like a little bit disappointed that one day can just pass without him wanting to hear from me.
Fine.
Let’s make him WANT to.

Call me childish but a part of me understands that one can be swamped with work.
Too many things to do that time passes without us noticing it.
But c’mon! A WHOLE day?

D’WAG!!!


11:47 P.M.
The whole time I waited for this blog to be done, he was online in YM.
Completely ignored me.
Again!
This is the second time.
STRIKE TWO.
And I’m pissed!!
Especially when I’m scared.

a MISunderstanding is a PERFECT excuse for a MAKE-UP KISS

wow! (a realization of some sorts)
we just had our first misunderstanding/fight/argument...
and it was interesting (not in a happy way)

i learned that i now take my time before i blurt out any complaints i have (bravo! which is good coz when i used to just blurt out my misgivings it didn't get the results nor the message across that I wanted)...

which can irritate a man and lead him to think i was furious...
or awfully mad...

hon,
i was only a little bit disappointed....

but i also learned that he can drive fast
and honk to his heart's delight...

anyway, it's all sorted out just fine...

hopefully all future misunderstandings and fights can be sorted out in this dignified manner :-p
hehehehe

i chose the right one after all.
thank you Lord.

You Are 45% Addicted to Love

Might as well face it, you're addicted to love.You've been a fool for love many times - but are you the wiser for it?Your needs should come first, both in and out of relationships.Because you're the only one who can look out for yourself!

You're a Romantic Kisser

For you, kissing is all about feeling the romanceYou love to kiss under the stars or by the seaThe perfect kiss involves the perfect moodIt's pretty common for kisses to sweep you off your feet

You Are a Kogyaru!

If it's cute, you'll wear it. Fake and bake, hair bleach, and bright makeup line your bathroom cabinet.As for clothes - anything that's short and cute ("kawaii!").You are the prize object of all sorts of men - but you are really looking for a rich foreign guy.He'll find you out hanging out in Shibuya shopping at the 109, text messaging and sending photos over your cellphone.

Your Ideal Relationship is Serious Dating

You're not ready to go walking down the aisle.But you may be ready in a couple of years.You prefer to date one on one, with a commitment.And while chemistry is important, so is compatibility.

Your 1920's Name is:

Lelia Freda

Your Sexy Brazilian Name is:

Lisandra Fagundes

Your Power Color Is Red-Orange

At Your Highest: You are warm, sensitive, and focused on your personal growth. At Your Lowest: You become defensive and critical if you feel attacked. In Love: You are loyal - but you demand the respect you deserve. How You're Attractive: You are very affectionate and inspire trust. Your Eternal Question: "Am I Respected?"

You Are a Chocolate Martini

You're an elegant drunk, who only likes the best bars and the most expensive drinks.A bit of a cheapskate, you're likely to mooch ten dollar drinks off both friends and strangers. You should never: Drink and dash. You're gonna get caught leaving someone with the tab! Your ideal party: A posh celebrity party you crash, with an open bar. Your drinking soulmates: those with a Classic Martini personality Your drinking rivals: those with a Blueberry Martini personality

Your Blogging Type Is Thoughtful and Considerate

You're a well liked, though underrated, blogger.You have a heart of gold, and are likely to blog for a cause.You're a peaceful blogger - no drama for you!A good listener and friend, you tend to leave thoughtful comments for others.

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free. In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored. You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change. You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic. Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with. Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment. You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred. In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.

Your Love Element Is Earth

In love, you have consistency and integrity.For you, love is all about staying grounded and centered. You attract others with your zest for life and experiences.Your flirting style is defined by setting the scene, creating a unique moment in time. Steady progress and stability are the cornerstones of your love life.You may take things too slowly, but you never put your heart at risk. You connect best with: Fire Avoid: Wood You and another Earth element: need each other too much to build a good foundation

Everything Pizza

Diverse and adaptableYou enjoy the full buffet of lifeIt's hard to you play favorites with friends... or flavorsThere's very little that you dislike!

Your Eyes Should Be Brown

Your eyes reflect: Depth and wisdom What's hidden behind your eyes: A tender heart

Your Love Life Secrets Are

Looking back on your life, you will have a few true loves. You're a little scarred from your past relationships, but who isn't? It's important to you that your lover is very attractive. You like to have someone to show off. In fights, you are able to walk away and calm down. You are able to weather the storm. A break-up usually comes as a shock to you. You always think things are going well.

Your French Name is:

Deja Gaillard

Your Irish Name Is...

Sinead Healy

Your Elf Name Is...

Buddy Hot Chocolate

Your Birthdate: February 27

You are a spiritual soul - a person who tries to find meaning in everything.You spend a good amount of time meditating, trying to figure out life.Helping others is also important to you. You enjoy social activities with that goal.You are very generous and giving. Yet you expect very little in return. Your strength: Getting along with anyone and everyone Your weakness: Needing a good amount of downtime to recharge Your power color: Cobalt blue Your power symbol: Dove Your power month: September

Your Hawaiian Name is:

Palila Kamea

SO FAR IN 'O6 I HAVE..

[x ] fell in love

[ ] broken a promise.

[x] made a new friend.

[ ] fell out of love

[ ] done something you swore never to do

[x] lied

[ ] stolen

[ ] went behind your parents back

[ ] cried over a broken heart

[ ] disappointed someone close

[x] hidden a secret

[ ] pretended to be happy

[ ] got arrested

[ ] kissed in the rain

[ ] slept under the stars

[ ] gotten in a fight

[ ] kept your new years resolution

[ ] forgot your new years resolution

[x] not made a new years resolution

[x] met someone who changed your life

[ ] met one of your idols

[x] changed your outlook on life

[x] sat home all day doing nothing

[ ] pretended to be sick

[ ] left the country

[ ] almost died

[x] drank

[ ] lost someone close to you

[ ] just visited been to the hospital

[x] gotten closer to someone or a group

[ ] streaked[ ] cried over someone

[ ] broken up with a gf or bf

[ ] given up something important to you

[ ] talked on the phone all night

[x] learned something new about yourself

[ ] tried something you normally wouldn’t try and liked it

[x] made a change in your life

[x] found out who your true friends were

[ ] made a total fool of myself

[x] met great people

[ ] hated everything

[ ] cried so hard you couldn't breathe

[ ] felt totally alone

so many things to look forward to this year

hopefully it till end the same way it has begun....fabulous!!!

love yah hon!!!

DINAGYANG 2006

the best one coz i got to spend it with sen!!! he he he
te, pa nami nami ta pics ha???!!
whats my prize hamster?
(bastos! )

FIRE AWAY!!

COME TO ME DARLING

BRUHA? HA HA HA

REMINDS ME OF A SLIME

IS EVRYTHING STANDING OR WHAT?

BOW TO ME

VIVA SENOR STO. NINO

KEEPING ME STANDING



LOVE ME!!! LOVE ME!!!

I JUST LOOOVE BLACK AND WHITE PICS

LOOKING FOR DIVINE INSPIRATION

IN HONOR OF THE STO. NINO

CROWDED?



MY FAVE PIC

hhmmmmm.....the "ber" months were awful....but it seems I'll be ending my year with a smile
:-)
jas, something's brewing!
It may not surely be a new prospect in love, but I feel like a girl...again!!!!!
Fast no?
Life is good.
:-p

My Rollercoaster October Ride
if reality can be fiction, this is it

He ended it on the 15th of October, but all endings are really beginnings in hindsight.

Have you ever noticed how one realizes that the little mundane things that would have been dismissed as trivial, turns out to be the first sign, of the many signs soon after?

If distance could be measured by space and time, mine begun on my sister’s 18th birthday.

First, you begin to notice that the conversations are more restrained; that there is less enthusiasm in the voice than the usual. Intuition tells you something is brewing, but you give yourself the excuse that he’s just probably tired or you’re just “thinking too much”.

You invited him earlier on, he says yes. Asks about the menu and you answer with a smile. Then as the day nears, he starts making excuses. He had to be with Popeye or he was asked to do errands again and again. Then on the day itself, he makes an excuse about a phone breaking down. You take it all in stride. Convincing you that this is not the day, nor the time to make a fuss about a little thing. You meet up outside your house. He looks at you. Distantly. You expect a kiss. Nothing. A peck? Dream on.

So you start eating. The gang is in the room. Paka is his usual self. You laugh at the jokes but your eyes linger on to him. When everybody’s preoccupied, you come up to him and asks, “Is everything ok?” I wasn’t asking about the food but something, anything…he complains about the weather, but other than that he seems fine eating.

He fiddles with his phone, keeps texting and suddenly it rings. The brother calls. He goes out of the room. Comes back and says he has to go. You look at him and you look the other way. Your friends notice. One says that he should have told his “brother” that he has plans of his own, that this was our day to spend time for each other.

It falls on deaf ears.

Before he leaves he promises to come back. That we’ll go out. I believed him.

Everybody left. The yayas started cleaning up. The birthday celebrant starts opening gifts. Nothing. Suddenly you get a text message and a call telling you that he developed a bad reaction, something about loose bowels. Again, you swallow it, and you move on. Concerned and pissed; but nevertheless, still concerned.

The week starts to be tedious for the both of you. He says he will try to make it up. After you’ve complained that you two seem to be having a long distance affair which shouldn’t be. That you understand that there’s work and school on the week days, and that the weekends should be for us. Reserved. A fact that should have crossed his mind on his own, but I had to remind him that I was getting bored. But I was willing to work the schedule around for him, just please, try to make an effort to want to be with me. He says sorry and says Friday.

Friday came, he rain checked and says Saturday will be good.

Saturday comes. Nothing. No text messages, no phone calls. Ordinarily this would have been ok.

But if you’re with a man who never stops fidgeting with his fucking phone when you’re together and calls people for shit about nothing that actually has nothing to do with him…well, it makes you wonder.

You call his house.

It turns out he’s sick.

Fine.

Sunday I had a class. Supposedly we were supposed to meet up after lunch. Nothing. I called up his house and the maid says he left early in the morning. In short, I got nothing, no text no call no shit.

Fine.

Monday.

Tuesday.

Wednesday.

I start to think.

Now the worst thing that could happen to a woman is to think. What’s wrong? Is he ok? Did he get into an accident? Is he still alive? What’s wrong?

I told the girls. BG says ga “pamahal mahal na siya”, and that I should not be the one to text or call him for as long as I can. Pasuber.

I did.

I tried.

I followed the advice. But it was exam week and you can’t get anything in my head because HE was all I could think about. Kareen says, I should concentrate on school, on our exams because at the end of this he will still be there but this was our finals. Indi kabayad if you fail any one subject for him.

I did. I tried. But I could not take it anymore. On the 12th I asked BG to call him. The bastard says his line was cut by Globe.

Landline? Phone booths? Your other cell? Something? Helllloooo?

He says he will talk to me when exam ends. That was a bombshell. I knew then and there he was breaking up with me…but at the end of the exams? That was on the 24th! As much as I am a poster child for sarcasm and so-what attitude I knew I wouldn’t be able to wait that long. So BG told him, that he can’t possibly be serious and he should call because I was worried and getting upset….to say the least.

The mumuy called. Lola cried. He said I shouldn’t cry. Hellooooo?

The next day the polite calls came. We talked about…of all things, taxation. Huh!!! And so I gave myself the reprieve that we should see each other on the 15th and talk this through. He said yes.

We were supposed to meet in school. But there was no class. It was raining that afternoon and the girls decided to wait with me in Flow for him. He was supposed to pick me up at seven in RADA. I texted him of where we were.

By quarter to seven I texted Floyd to tell him where we were. Floyd said their exam ended a long time ago and that he and Yo separated already.

We called.

I texted.

We called.

Until around 8pm and he answered the phone. His excuse? He forgot the phone in his car. Russhel and Merielle’s reaction? “Yeah right! Si $%#*$#&? He’s making an excuse! Indi mapatihan!”

Hoping against all hope, he finally arrives around 8 or so. Do you know what I remembered when I saw him? It was the look of a man who would rather be somewhere else. So I told him to park in front of Chinos and there we talked.

I promised myself to be patient. To let him speak. In the end it was this: “Protektahan ta ka. Pahuway ta.” I cried. A kiss. A hug. He offered to take me home but all I could say was, “What for?” And it’s true. Being polite for the sake of being polite was never my cup of tea.

Let’s just say it was a long walk. It was also the longest ride home, all the while texting BG and Kareen. Crying on your way home is something I’ll do once in my life. Promise!!

When I got home I put up a brave face. They never knew at home.

When I got into bed I cried so hard it was devastating. I got my reprieve when Merielle texted asked how it all went. I forgot what I answered to her.

The next day was a Sunday so there was moot court class. Ka, Meme and Rush were with me outside the bookstore and there again, I cried.

On the 18th was supposed to be our one year and one month together as a couple. I knew I’d go crazy if I stayed home. BG offered I come over in Pavia in her crib. So I went, with Meme.

I asked a male friend for a male perspective of what “Pahuway” meant. What he said was so true.

I called Paka and I had sense of clarity after I hung up the phone.

I then texted him on the 22nd and on the 23rd to come and meet me after my Succession exam on Monday.

I was told that on the night he said pahuway he was in MO2 at one o’clock in the morning. Days after somebody told me he was in kimwa. It broke my heart and it was like a slap in the face.

Exam ended around 7:30 or 8pm Monday night, I asked BG to carry my books and she said, “Go! Meet him. We’ll wait for you in front of RADA.” I did. I miss called, and he was waiting outside. He drove in the campus and we talked. I asked him what “Pahuway meant.” He explained. And right then and there I knew that this was my slap in the face. The truth I wanted to hear. The truth to help me move on.

Let me explain. The girls were giving me advices the whole time. I listened. But one day, Paka asked me how Yo was, we were in the parking lot. I told him I was dumped by him. The girls said something about him having the nerve. Paka said, “Te ano gid haw? Relationships are a mutual thing. You can’t force one to stay.” And then it hit me. He was right. Whoever said that it was and should be the girl’s prerogative to end relationships? Relationships are a mutual thing. I told the girls that I will not beg, nor hope nor convince him otherwise. It was a decision he made, and I would respect that. And so I did.

Sem break. You know how it is that you complain about the lack of time to do just nothing and not be forced to read another law book or something? Well, this year I was given two weeks or so and the timing never sucked better than this.

I was watching Desperate Housewives a when all of this drama was at its fever pitch and a line caught my attention, “Some of us find love and wish we should have never found it (paraphrasing)”.

Now that it has been four days since we last talked, I realized that I should give myself a gift. I’m going to take the higher road. I’m sure the girls will raise their eyes if they will learn of this but last night, around 10:58pm, I texted Yo for the last time and I said that I wish him well, that though things have not turned out well for us as a couple, I refuse to have him as my enemy. I told him that if he needed anything not to hesitate to call me. I bid him good luck and told him to take care of myself.

After I sent that text message it was liberating! I did not want and I refuse to spend my days blaming him, being angry or crying over him. He did what he conveniently thought what was best for him. Did he consider me at all in his decision? Was our one year together a factor in his decision? Did he weigh in the emotional effect this would have on me? I think not.

But people have to owe up to their decisions. And I refuse to do that for him. He made his. And I have made mine. I DO wish him well. Truly.
Today I finished reading Mitch Albom’s “The Five People You Meet in Heaven,” and I thought it was uncanny that today, after I texted Yo, that I will come across these lines:

“Learn this from me. Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from inside. We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us. But hatred is a curved blade. And the harm we do, we do ourselves.”

And finally,

“Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that’s all. You can’t see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken, another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.

Life has to end. Love doesn’t.”

Motto for the next one? Love as thou you have never been hurt before.

By God, I will. By hook or by crook, so help me God. Amen.

UPDATE: Still from Desperate Housewives, “….sometimes we have to pick ourselves,” when our knight and shining armor could not....or something to that effect.

Let’s move on.

LATEST: A surprise to know someone was interested…a catch..but there’s a catch…no matter…he’s a keeper just in case…went out and realize there's a whole new world of guys out there…one in particular…still starting….the day is young

it's been awhile since i last blog...let's just say emotionally, it has been a rollercoaster for me..one of these days i'll post the blog i made while in my sad state....once i get the courage to post it i guess...we'll see..

musings of a self-confessed insecure, cranky beyotch

when the one person that used to be the center of your insecurity happen to be by chance a constant presence in your

life now..what do you do? especially when you realize that she's nothing...not in a sarcastic or profound way---but that you

realize that you just wasted your emotions on someone that shouldn't have matttered in the first place...is self-worth

always learned the hard way? if it is, life sucks.

when your partner loses his interest in appeasing your insecure little self...what do you do?

do you create a barrier? think of situations of his infidelity? or just don't give a shit?

if he calls...he calls

if he makes known his presence...nag him to death?

there is truth in the saying "single blessedness" after all

when you're the dominant spirit in a relationship and your partner starts to question you

or defy or contradict you just to make his point )that you won't always have your way) what do you do?

be content with yourself

with or without a bf....be the diva!!!!

say nyo?

just been invited to another blog site by a friend...while i can't barely maintain this blog these days, i still signed up for it..i'm such a sucker...my bf ignored me today...might as well have none...say mo? Kidlat? hee heee damn, he's still a cutie.

Learned Conditions
No human relation gives one possession in another—every two souls are absolutely different. In friendship or in love, the two side by side raise hands together to find what one cannot reach alone.

I once read a story about racial prejudices. The mother saw how her son instinctively hugged his black nanny upon their first introduction. The Mother remarked how prejudices are learned by children through their parents.

It came back to me when, I was bored one day waiting for my friends to arrive, that I went online and checked my Friendster account. In my long wait, I entered almost every person in my first degree friends---that then I came across Jas’ account and saw a message in one of her pictures. It said “Happiness is a Learned Condition.”

I thought that was a neat statement.

I once thought that if God gave man his free will and enabled man to make choices--- I wondered if my happiness can be something I can will to happen----something tangible that the choice eventually would manifest itself.

If I would want something badly---would it eventually be a reality?

But if a person can have anything she wills---who takes into account the actual making of the choice itself? I mean, should I be careful of what I wish for? Or are our life choices something subconscious that the actual making of a choice is blurred between reality and wishful thinking? Who then should I blame if my choice is misguided? If happiness was a learned condition-----a will-----a conscious choice-----then why the hell is half the people I know have miserable lives, or wanting to live another, or feeling left out, or feeling like they’re living a life they don’t want to live?

Economics? Life choices gone bad? Or is everything as it should be?

Is discontent the most natural of all selfish desires/feelings of man?

Without the theatrics, would our lives be meaningful? When we have fights with our significant other, do we do so because there’s a problem or because sometimes a good argument is better than a seemingly “harmonious” relationship?
I once remarked “That’s boring!”, in surprise and disbelief and even in mockery with a little hint of sarcasm, when a guy friend said that he had never had an “argument” with his girlfriend of six months

With the rate I’m “arguing” and the “dramatics” that my friends witness with my Y0---he (the guy friend) would probably give my boo a medal for sticking up with me. Or is just my tendency to argue and complain a manifestation of my being a spoiled brat that’s honestly acknowledging the bitchiness that is in me? Or was Theatre the career choice I failed to make? Whatever.

If life and happiness was a learned condition----somebody please throw me the guidebook.

But then again, I might just boomerang it back to you. Beyotch!!!