Mid-life crisis…at 24

Sometimes when we look at it…life is really simple… we’re always doing the things that people expect us to do…go to school…get back home…look at life as if it seems interesting…then fall in love…swoon…then cry and blame ourselves when it’s over.  When you look at it…does it seem really fair that while other people get all that they want in life… others live to just dream about it.   Life…a one-syllabic word meaning existence…or verve…the whole entity of what a human being believes in.  Now…there was a time when life was simple…that was when we were still kids…a wounded knee would make us cry…but recovering and being able to play again is one of the best things we can get.  Going to mommy and having her take care of you is the main assurance that we needed to make us feel loved.  Nowadays…a wounded heart is hard to recover from…the hurt…the pain…the memories long forgotten of how he made you laugh…of how he held you in his arms…of how happy you used to be…the good times…and the bad. Even though you tell yourself a hundred times that you won’t ever fall inlove again…you wake up and boom…there’s that feeling of tingling in your toes…of butterflies in your stomach…of birds singing in your ear…telling you…Damn! You’re in loved again…Sigh!!! The pains and joys of life…and though most of us would like to feel these rush of emotions when we fall in love…all of us don’t like the feeling of falling out of love or worst being the one left in a relationship…the feeling of being alone…the dread of silence…the songs that would make us cry…I’ve discovered lately that my being sad all time relies on the fact that when I’m alone…I spend the night listening to mushy love songs that would make me think of my past relationships that obviously didn’t work…a song would trigger a memory and it seems that its meaning would be perfect for what I was feeling…from the mushy lyrics of "rush" to the 80s sounding of "sorry doesn’t make it anymore"…its pathetic to feel the hurt and the flood of memories even when it’s totally over…imagine…whenever I hear the song "say it"…memories of my 1st real boyfriend would came rushing to me…and I’d miss him (oopss…he might read this in friendster)…even though he was a total jerk and thank goodness I got to my senses and broke up with him…My point is…no matter how many years you have forgotten about somebody…when you hear a song…boom…blag…kabam…it all comes back…And that my fellow heartbroken people is the reason why most of us feel sad all the time. But then the world doesn’t revolve around you, though we all wish that one day when we’re hurt, the whole world would stop and mourn with us…but it doesn’t…life still goes on and as hard as it might be…we have to pick up our broken selves painfully one by one and get going…

i am so frustrated…i cannot post my pictures in my friendster…so whether you like it or not…m posting it here…after i went all the trouble to scan this pic (i actually asked my mom to buy that all-in-one printer where you can scan and print pictures) so there…m posting it now…to start of…m starting with me as a 8-month old baby….

as you can see…can’t even stand on the sofa without leaning backwards…and look at that toothless smile…so cute…

me and my cousin’s at the rest house in tanay…no…sadly…as i may wish to be as rich as him…we’re not relatives of former pres.estrada…

me and my obnoxious brother…but he is mostly good at times…

next would be my graduation pic in college… as you see i jumped…coz i dodn’t have anymore horrendous pictures of my childhood

me and my best buddy janice just posing for fun

me after not sleeping for 24hrs straight…

me and my boyfriend

lastly…me just hours ago finally home from greenhills…

Lady: Why do you like me..? Why do you love me?
Man: I can’t tell the reason.. but I really like you..
Lady: You can’t even tell me the reason…,How
can you say you like me? How can you say you love me?
Man: I really don’t know the reason,but I can
prove that I love you.
Lady: Proof? No! I want you to tell me the
reason.My friend’s boyfriend can tell her why he
loves her but not you!
Man: Ok ok!!! Erm… because you’re
beautiful,because your voice is sweet,because you
are caring,because you are loving,because you are
thoughtful,because of your smile,because of your
every movements..

Unfortunately, a few days later, the Lady met
with an accident and became avegetable.The Guy
then placed a letter by her side, and here is the
content:

Dearest,

Because of your sweet voice that I love you…
Now can you talk? No!Therefore I cannot love
you.Because of your care and concern that I like
you.. Now that you cannot show them, therefore I
cannot love you. Because of your smile, because
of your every movements that I love you..Now can
you smile? Now can you move?No, therefore I
cannot love you…If love needs a reason, like
now, there is no reason for me to love you
anymore.But does love need a reason?I still love
you… Because love doesn’t need one…

I’m 50% filipina, i’m chinita so i think i’m adopted but my parents say so otherwise. i’m 25% caffeine…i love starbucks hazelnut caramel mocha + oreo cheesecake, jack’s loft’s brewed coffee + decadent cake, kooky and liscious’ coffee + chocolate-dipped strawberries. i love going to coffee shops, chillin’ out…having long late- night coffee talks with ppl close to me. I’m 15% alcohol…i love drinking absolut kurant-7, shots of jose cuervo tequila, frozen margaritas and san mig strong ice (i’m a down ass chick too, y’know I’m 10% chocolate…i love hershey’s cookies and cream kisses, chunky kitkat, Crispy M&M’s that comes in cute blue wrapping (my bf gave me one of these and ferrero rocher hazelnut chocolate that comes in little heart-shaped containers…best when given by somebody and Max Benner’s chiapas and maragnan…form of liquor din ba? a definite must-try!:) i love going out and having fun…i like to dance and party and drinking ’til you drop…and discover new places,i love boracay, the white sand, the people, the bikinis i love the feel of the sun in the skin, the blue skies and the clear waters…banana boat and scuba diving partying all night in Summerplace and Cocomangas…i’m into yoga and badminton right now…to get in shape i love simple things like, waking up in bed with the person you love, being kissed on the forehead, i love my pomeranian dog hammer..he’s my baby i absolutely adore playing with kids and the joy of seeing them learn things you taught them (for special children since i’m an occupational therapist), i love cooking especially for my honey, even if it makes him gag!:) i love spending time with him, cuddling and kissing and i recently got the hang of driving my car, and i love my car!so i love going to places, only if i’m with somebody, they don’t trust me enough to drive on my own  coz i often have road rage…as my friend christy said "jaja transforms into another jaja when she drives" it’s like being dr.jekyll and mr hyde Over-all, i’m easy going, not mataray (promise!) and 100% pure fun

and this is my boyfriend:

he thinks im beautiful even when im not in my best.. stares at me like he can see right through my soul.. holds my hand while he drives.. thinks its cute when i laugh.. loves the sound of my voice.. thinks im sexy even though i dont have buff arms, flat abs and perfectly sculptured legs.. smells my hair.. makes me feel secure.. makes me feel like im the prettiest girl whenever he looks at me.. stays beside me whenever we’re in a crowd.. patiently waits for me during my long bathroom habits.. is never late.. always insists on carrying my bag.. is full of surprises.. is mysterious..in a sexy kind of way.. whispers gently to my ear just to be close to my face.. respects my independence.. and is someone smart, funny and deep… 

yesterday was the 1st time ever in my life that i got apprehended by a policeman while driving…(not to count of course the time when i acted nasty with another policeman when he apprehended my brother and he like recited the miranda law…the speech that goes like "you have the right to remain silent…yada yada yada" but the policeman who said that to me went like "you have the right to remain SILENCE…" alright!?) oh well…back to yesterday…it’s only here in the philippines whre you can see policemen doing that…i was apprehended because i turned right when the traffic light was red and the policeman said that it was reckless driving…BUT as i remembered there was a sign there that said "Turn right with care anytime" so as i was saying, the police made me stop and explained those things to me and was about to give me a ticket. He asked for my license and registration and told me that they weren’t gonna confiscate my license but i have to pay for the fine  in any metrobank office AFTER 5 days…so i like told him "after 5 days pa?hindi  ba pwede ngayon? (referring to the bank, if i could pay today and not wait for 5days) and he asked "ngayon?gusto mo na magbayad ngayon?" and i said "oo, ngayon na." (still referring to the bank of course) and he said "sige, tatlo kami dito. ikaw na lang bahala…" What the???!!! of course he was referring to himself and the other policemen who accepts "lagay" oh my God…i can’t stop laughing after that…that only happens here…so…being the good citizen that i am and of course not wanting to have a record with LTO, i gave them 300bucks and drove away still laughing about my experience.