Left Behind in San Franciso

Once upon a time, we dreamt of leaving our hearts in SF. Then you left me.

SF should be a good experience. Now I'm here, it just leaves me with a bad taste in my mouth no matter how beautiful and charming it is.

This is All Kinds Of Awkward

Let me tell you something about me. I am not used to being wooed and swooned over. It kind of pushes me to over analyze things. This early, it's like I'm being forced to make a choice. And it suffocates me. Gak. Pwede bang steady muna?

Ansabe ng Horoscope ko 11/21/2011

(Source:www.yahoo.com)

Your imagination, dreams and fantasies are offering you some amazing insight into the questions you've been asking yourself, and they could confirm a few suspicions. The visions in your life give you a glimpse of the truth, of the accurate reality you see from outside your biased lens. You've been in a fog about someone for a while, and it's time to be up front and crystal clear about what you need and what you want. Go right to the source and don't leave things open to interpretation

Paduds.

Pa-Duds Chronicle

Ang sarap maging busy...

...kaiiisip sa yo

Thank you for becoming my welcome distraction.

It's Official.

I hate you.

It's A Thank You, Lord Day!

One.
My prayer is finally answered and it's a resounding YES. Praise the Lord! This is really it; God's plans are finally set in motion. I can just feel it. Hello, new world. Hello, new beginning.

Two.
I have a new phone. And my contact list has been erased. All of it. Talk about starting fresh.

Three.
Your one month's up. Thank you for NOT taking your last chance. Goodbye.

Forget Reality: Let's Fall In Love

By Kat George 

Oct. 20, 2011

From (www.thoughtcatalog.com)

We snagged, just for a second there, didn’t we? We bumped our heads together like idiots and we both came up concussed. Everything was going so wonderfully, I was so delirious for you, but then… well, it’s life happening, not some romantic dream. And I hope, I really do wish it with my eyes squeezed tightly closed and my hands balled firmly into fists at my sides as I concentrate, that next time we see each other we forget what’s “real” and indulge in our reality instead.

Because our reality, right now, it’s just about falling in love. Let’s put the real stuff aside—the past, our insecurities, all the baggage we’ve imported from all our journeys—and let’s just be. This is our moment to be fanciful, and we might not get another one, at least not together. I don’t want to have to “deal” and “cope” and “work” yet. For now I just want to kiss you and lose myself in all the small moments when you wrap your arms all the way around me.

Things are complicated, I know, but let’s soar above that, at least for a day. Let’s make getting to know each other about all the wonderful things that made us fall into each other’s embrace in the first place. Let’s not mar it with all the ugly crap we’ve filled our pockets with over the course of the years we’ve already lived without each other’s company. And then, once we’re madly in love, and only then, we can unleash it all upon each other, so that we’re equipped to deal with it the way that lovers do—patiently and compassionately.

You know how it is when we’re laughing? That’s how I want it to be all the time when we’re together. Don’t get me wrong—I’m not idealistic or selfish—if you’re having a bad day I will be there to hold you and hold you until you don’t feel sore anymore, and I’ll do it without complaint or request. I’ll do it because I care about you deeply. But listen: we’re not ready for the heaviness of the past yet. We can share and laugh and rub away each other’s daily miseries but I don’t want to delve into the backwardness of all that came before. Not yet, at least.

I want you to trust me and know that every time I look at you all I see is wonderfulness. I see lights and rainbows and everything good and awesome about this world all radiating out of you at once. Yes, I’m intense and yes, I’m romantic, but can’t you just take my adoration for a second and let it make you as happy as it makes me? Relax into me, because I’ve got you on a pedestal now, and there’s no one else in the room but us. And this is half the reason I don’t want to share the dirty stuff with you—because every now and then you make me feel so warm it’s as though nothing else ever existed.

We could be best friends, you and me; we’re so alike in so many ways. And now we have to decide whether we’re going to knock our likenesses against each other and explode into tiny bits that splatter against the walls, streaking downwards and pooling in insidious puddles, or if we can make those likenesses build each other up, like great cities or rolling mountains. I’d like to think that we could be a team, that we could conquer everything together. That we’ll draw from each other to be stronger and better. That we’ll still be holding hands through all of winter’s blizzards.

 

A Halloween Serenade with Mr. A-Z

May chill factor talaga ang concert ni Jason Mraz.

I'm so fortunate to attend Mr.A-Z's acoustic concert at the Araneta Coliseum last night. I knew from his previous acoustic album that his songs become more awesome if played sans the full band. I was right.

I didnt really get the Al Qaeda beard he's got going but it grew on me after watching him perform live. He's born to be a hippie---- the barefoot, soulful, tree-hugging hippie.

Mas lalong naging deadly ang combination ni Papa Jason: Insane Guitar Skills- Souful and Impeccable voice- Gyrating/ Silly dance talent, and now, the Kindred Artist vibe. Wala na.

So anyway, in the attempt na mag standout just in case may pagkuha ng audience papunta ng stage moment, nag Fire engine red top ako and red lipstick bilang agaw atensyon lang talaga. Yun nga lang, masyadong malayo ang upuan namin para makita nya ako . UNLESS Meant to be talaga kami. Whatchuthink? huh? Huh?

Maybe due to the popularity of the song I'm Yours, Jason Mraz was able to fill the entire Coliseum (except the portion behind the stage). For an acoustic concert featuring Jason Mraz and Toca Rivera alone, That is considered a huge success by any standard. I just hated the organizers and the venue for not ensuring a better sound system. We barely understood what Jason was saying. Nakikitawa na lang kmai pag may tumatawa sa patron seats. Pero, I firmly believe na wala yan sa pwesto dahil tingin ko, nasulit naman namin ang seats namin sa sobrang pagkainvolved, with the synchronized clapping, swaying and dancing in place.


JASON MRAZ, i think may something tayo. You like walking barefoot, I almost walked barefoot (dahil sa heels ko kahapon), you have an intense beard, I have facial hair with the same intensity. We should get married. I don't think my dad will object bilang naka play on repeat lang ang album mo sa kotse nya.

At ngayon, ibabahagi ko na ang new favorite song ko from his concert. Wag nyo nang itanong kung bakit. Basta.

"I Won't Give Up"

When I look into your eyes
It's like watching the night sky
Or a beautiful sunrise
So much they hold
And just like them old stars
I see that you've come so far
To be right where you are
How old is your soul?

I won't give up on us
Even if the skies get rough
I'm giving you all my love
I'm still looking up

And when you're needing your space
To do some navigating
I'll be here patiently waiting
To see what you find

'Cause even the stars they burn
Some even fall to the earth
We got a lot to learn
God knows we're worth it
No I won't give up

I don't wanna be someone who walks away so easily
I'm here to stay and make the difference that I can make
Our differences they do a lot to teach us how to use
The tools, the skills we've got yeah we got a lot at stake
And in the end, you're still my friend at least we didn't tend
For us to work we didn't break, we didn't burn
We had to learn how to bend without the world caving in
I had to learn what I got, and what I'm not
And who I am

I won't give up on us
Even if the skies get rough
I'm giving you all my love
I'm still looking up

So easy is our life
What's mine is yours and yours mine
Hardly do we ever fight
We'd rather be kind

I won't give up on us
Even if the skies get dark
I'm healing this broken heart
And I know I'm worth it

I won't give up on us
God knows I'm tough, I am love
We got a lot to learn
God knows we're worth it

No I won't give up on us
God knows I've had enough
We got a lot to learn
And we're, and we're worth it

No I won't give up

Post-it Note of the Heart

Its so simple. If you want to be with someone, you have got to take that leap. Choose your happiness. Choose love.

Do it now before it's too late.

Intense.

Quoted from the Office Season 6:

(Pam to Erin)

It's not about who you've been with. It's about who you end up with. Sometimes the heart doesn't know what it wants until it finds what it wants.

*Sigh*

Ansabe ng Horoscope ko (10/19/2011)

Many pieces are falling into place today -- and while you may not have enough time to go over the finer details, you will be able to see enough of the big picture to get an idea about what you need to do next. Things are looking good! The best part of today will be the fact that you'll finally be able to get rid of a thorn in your side. Take it out quickly -- the relief you feel will carry you through your day and refresh your ideas about what can get done.

(source: yahoo)

 

Ang katotohanan:

Yes, things are indeed falling into their right places. The future looks promising in all aspects of my life. And this thorn on my side will be removed starting October 21, 2011, 12:01am. After tomorrow, I would have already completed one revolution of surviving important events in our lives. My heart is tired from hoping and wishing and missing for nothing. It’s time to give others a chance.  

 

What to Put in My Honest To Goodness Love Resume

An Apple A Day Keeps the Bad Vibes Away

It is a sad day as the genius known at Steve Jobs died a few months after shocking the world with his resignation from Apple. It was such a short, yet worthwhile existence on earth. Most of my background on Mr. Jobs came from MTB who knew him like a mentor, if not an old friend. I would remember the look of admiration from MTB’s face as he animatedly talked about the struggles, successes and strength that defined Mr. Jobs. Knowing how few men MTB admires (and having full support and belief in MTB’s choice of heroes) I had an automatic liking for the guy despite my lack of interest in anything related to technology.

Mr. Jobs was an example of how monumental a man with a purpose can accomplish. He changed the way people identify with something as innocuous as an APPLE— from a fruit to a city to, as Steve Jobs ingeniously molded the world to see, the symbol of our generation.

I don’t know how other people’s lives were affected by Mr. Jobs's brilliance—I don’t want to pretend that I know him more than I actually do. So let me just tell how he changed my life and that is by making my music, the type that can seldom be heard anywhere else, available to me 24/7. If you are an avid reader of my blog, you would know that one passion I am actually cognizant of is MUSIC. Everything that ever matters to me has a song that would remind me of that memory. Whether it’s the time when my cousins and I got stranded somewhere in Katipunan (Cold Summer Nights) back in the early 90’s, or summers spent in my aunt’s house (10 summers worth of Silverchair songs, Smashing Pumpkins, PNE, and other bands that exposed me to rock, grunge, indie music), my friendship with my high school friends (Deep Inside of You, Shimmer), college nights and school pains (J. Lo songs, Aimee Mann, and songs wondering what life is beyond the confines of college), Perk squad whoas and woes (Coldplay, Aint no Mountain High Enough, Fame, Total Eclipse of the Night), the first time I fell in love (Soraya, How Sweet it is and other happy singsong songs that I can no longer remember), the time when I was searching, pining, and finding the love of my life (Beatles, Orange and Lemons, 747, Dashboard, Kaytagal, Kailan, Built to Last, etc) and recently, my greatest heartbreak (Adele, The Script, Sara Bareilles, Sugarfree and almost all songs that MTB and I discussed, fought over, talked about and sang for 6 years)---- All these moments, whether they are magical, tragic or painful, have a soundtrack. To make the long story short, I have compiled phases and phrases of my life in a 32 gigabyte time capsule that is my iPod.

I cannot think of anything as ubiquitous during my tumultuous days than my trusty Ipod. Not that my friends are not there for me, they are. But in stillness of the night, during the pregnant moment between midnight and dawn when I feel most vulnerable, it is the melodramatic sound coming from my ipod that lulls me to sleep. It is the hum of Mumford and Sons that lifted my heart from despair, the solemn strumming of Switchfoot's guitar that rhythmically sways with my words of prayers to the Lord, and the poetry of Sara Bareilles that speaks what my tongue cannot verbalize. Listening to my iPod is a like caching the memories and feelings of a 27 year adventure, readily available when I need to heal and see how far I’ve gone.

I may not know Steve Jobs as well as the others or the details of how he changed the world. All I do know is how he changed my world, one mp3 at a time.

Thank you, Mr. Jobs, and may you rest in peace.

Just This Once

...and never again to make patol.

You are as fake as your smile. and your fake hair color. and your fake, trying-to-be-perfect teeth. Simple, my (S)ass. If you want money and a life of luxury, earn it on your own.

I'm sorry but I'm allergic to social climbers and gold diggers.

Yun lang.