Colbie Caillat - I Never Told You

.maka relate ko! hahaha

exhausted

.i’m utterly worn-out. Indeed, my life moves along the roller –coaster course. [sigh] what happened last week was so unnerving! And I did cry, of course. Crying is my refuge. That’s me. Well, I’m just concern about wasting of finite resources. And it’s everyone’s concern, i think. And they still owe me something. Plus, I lost my cellphone! Problems, problems, problems, please don’t come easy to me.
. the whole thing was excruciating. All I want to do now is to stay home, get on my bed, pull the pillows over my head and pretend nothing happened. Hahay…

losing grip

.i’m reading it again, for the 6th time! “ahuh!” this time it’s not for pleasure alone but with purpose. With the number of times I’ve read it, I should be used to its “wonders”. But I wasn’t. Its suspense and “kilig” factor never fail to make my heart thud erratically![haha! Owwwvvver! Toinks]. I always carried away with the scenes to the extent of forgetting the reason why I’m reading it again. [sigh] yeah, that’s the problem. You don’t know how preoccupied I could get when reading books. But the thing is, I always lose my track whenever he comes out in the scene. It was so unsettling to read. He’s so unsettling. His presence gets the better of my intentions. I just find myself gasping for the little shred of concentration I have. [toinks] silly. That’s really the problem with me, the moment I read a book and get hooked up with it, I always lose my grip to the real world. It really catches the core of my interest.

.let the chips fall where they may...

.ssshhh…I like him too. I already liked him way back then. But it didn’t grow because…1) he’s 3 years older than me, and perhaps he just sees me as his little sister way back then; 2) we barely see each other-twice or thrice a year-, but now every week; 3) we seldom talk. We usually have our conversation during the last day of my stay at their place or several hours before we leave.

.i don’t know if it was true or it’s just a bait. A bait for them to trap and leave me looking stupid for confessing what I really feel about him. It’s just a crush, though. they're teasing us! His uncles are the best teasers ever! Sometimes they’re getting in my nerves! They even put us on a “hot-sit”. and he was asked about what he feels about me and the “amew” said, “I really like her.” Waaahhh! Haha! But when it’s my turn I said NO! toinks. Ostentatious isn’t it? Well, I’m a girl and a girl should not be that vulgar! Haha![sexism! Against sa akong thesis! Haha!] well, “dyahe kaya”. But they didn’t believe me! “of course, because I like him too”, I told myself. And there’s a part of me-a big part- that seemed delighted knowing that they didn’t buy it. haha! They even pictured out how our “relationship”, if ever, would look like. They almost caught me off guard. I almost carried away with the thought of me having a relationship with him [yayks], if weren’t for the nagging fact that I’m with my aunt and my uncle, perhaps, would get disappointed with me if ever I’d end up having a relationship with his nephew.[sigh]

.we’ve known each other for almost a decade now. He’s cute, tall [taller than yannie, I think] and sweet. I really like his eyes. He’s financially stable. In fact, he earns much more than my father does. He can have his own family if he wishes to. But I know he’s too young for that matter and perhaps he wants to enjoy first the so called “single-blessedness” that God has given us. It’s embarrassing to admit but he once locked me in his arms saying “I’m just here, waiting for you.” Yeah, thanks for my absurdity that time he didn't get any bruise. haha!

. though regret washed over me for not saying that I like him too, I know it was right. I believe there’s always a time for everything, a time to frown and a time to smile. and this is not “our" time yet. But it’s my time to shine-to free myself from all the heartaches I’ve experienced. And I’m glad I made it. I’m fine now and ready to explore the enigma of life. and i want to savor the so called “single-blessedness” too. this is life. and from now on, I would just do things my way, be happy and let the chips fall where they may.

NOT LIKE THE MOVIES - KC Concepcion

I'm your average dreamer
I'm a true escapist
Always expecting a happy ending
Maybe I've been watching too many movies
Maybe I should grow up and stop pretending

When I saw your face though
Everything was slow-mo
And I started wondering why

Why can't it be
Just a pathway full of roses
Leading to a sunset view
Where the one you've always dreamed of waits
Why can't it be
It was like a movie scene
The way I fell for you
Only you didn't fall
Now it's not like the movies at all

Should've kept my heart shut
Should've been more patient
Should've kept an eye on my addiction

What was I expecting
Did I have a vision of a scene that only
lives in fiction
Now I know that you are
Not gonna be my costar
And I start to wonder why

Why can't it be
Just a pathway full of roses
Leading to a sunset view
Where the one you've always dreamed of waits
Why can't it be
It was like a movie scene
The way I fell for you
Only you didn't fall

Now it's not like the movies at all

.from rags to riches

Who hasn’t heard of Cinderella? An ordinary girl who’s fortune, after all the struggles and oppression she had gone through, suddenly change into a remarkable one-from a mere commoner to a princess.
Cinderella is a well-known classic fairy tale of all ages. Because of its popularity, it continues to influence popular culture internationally, lending plot elements, allusions and paved its way to a wide variety of media.

Fortunately, one of our schoolmates got her own version of Cinderella story.

Melissa “melai” Cantiveros, 21 years old, BSEd English student, a happy-go-lucky individual, a person with much sense of humor, an ordinary girl.
April 26 of 2009, at GenSan gymnasium in Brgy. Lagao, Melissa tried her luck and auditioned herself for the 3rd season of Pinoy Big Brother – a prestigious reality TV-show in the country. Prestigious indeed for the Big Winner of this reality show will receive big prizes! The winner would receive an LCD TV set, an Asian tour package, a business package, a house and lot, and one million pesos! Truly, it is a life-changing opportunity. Additionally, the Big Winner would also donate a million pesos to a charity of his/her choice. No wonder more than 10,000 hopefuls from Socksargen tried their luck. And Melissa outmatched them all! Melissa was not that noticeable compared to her contemporaries who were prettier and more attractive than her. Her personality, being a ‘natural comedian’ and of course her best asset (according to her) her ‘curly hair’ caught the interest of Direk Lauren Dyogi. She was chosen to be one of the housemates. It’s not about physical attributes that would bring you to stardom but it’s your character. And Melissa proved that when she became the PBB Grand Winner. She’s a happy person and she can stretch her happiness towards the other people; and for that, she caught the hearts of the Filipino people.
Melissa is still on the process of ‘absorbing’ all the outlandish things that are happening in her life. She is very thankful and gloating to what the people had done to her life to the extent of wanting to thank them personally. But she can’t, because by doing so would cause a big trouble. She’s a celebrity now and whenever people would see her unguarded, they would violently go near her just to touch her, take pictures and ask for her autograph. That’s fame.
Her story is a common archetype in literature, an inspiring story that gives hope to all of us, from obscurity to fame, “from rags to riches”.

Breakaway Official Music Video [HQ/HD] - Kelly Clarkson

KELLY CLARKSON LYRICS

Breakaway

Grew up in a small town
And when the rain would fall down
I'd just stare out my window
Dreaming of what could be
And if I'd end up happy
I would pray (I would pray)

Trying hard to reach out
But when I tried to speak out
Felt like no one could hear me
Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I prayed (I would pray)
I could breakaway

[Chorus:]
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky
I'll make a wish
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget all the ones that I loved
I'll take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway

Wanna feel the warm breeze
Sleep under a palm tree
Feel the rush of the ocean
Get onboard a fast train
Travel on a jet plane, far away (I will)
And breakaway

[Chorus]

Buildings with a hundred floors
Swinging around revolving doors
Maybe I don't know where they'll take me but
Gotta keep moving on, moving on
Fly away, breakaway

I'll spread my wings
And I'll learn how to fly
Though it's not easy to tell you goodbye
I gotta take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget the place I come from
I gotta take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway, breakaway, breakaway


.i love it!!!
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finding solace

.i want to be alone.i want to lie on my bed all day long.i want to sleep.i want to rest.I'M TiRED!
.alone, lying on my bed, sleeping, inactive, these are the things i usually do this "period of rest from routine"! but despite of having the luxury of time indulging myself with these pleasures, I'M STiLL TiRED!!!
.every situation i put myself on is my choice,but every choice i make leads me no where!.i'm lost.no direction, as if i'm a waif!
.i'm not a loner.i'm not a lovelorn either.i have so much love around me. but i'm looking for something that would bring back the lighthearted and easygoing person i used to be. but sad to say, i can't. i still can't find it. i tried to energize myself with the pleasures i usually have but i just find myself wanting to be alone![sigh] i don't know. i always love to be in my room.i love my bed and the feeling of comfort it gives...but this is not the comfort i needed!...i'm still in search, "finding that solace" i usually have.
. i don't know how. i don't know where and when.but i know something's good is starting the moment i breakaway myself from this havoc. but i'm afraid i'll be sick by then.






.find me.look hard.don't stop.i'll be waiting till then.
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.pieces of me...

An ordinary girl I am. I’m not good at anything. I have no talent and I don’t have any to unleash. Indeed, an ordinary, a “commoner” as in the fairy tale. And fortunately, a fairy tale happened to me. But in my own version of fairytale, I’m not a commoner, I’m a princess!

December 19, 2009. “Don’t be so much in love that you can’t tell when the rain is coming”,I uttered those words and in an instant I was chosen to play the role of Antigone. i was taken aback! “Of all my classmates, me? Why me?”, that question automatically puffed up into my mind. And I felt shame. It seems that a cold wind crept all over my body. I’m afraid, I’m afraid that I won’t be able to do it, to play the role of Antigone properly.

Acting is no easy task, especially when you’re playing the role of a person whose character and personality are far different from yours. Antigone was a brave woman. “She shows her father spirit, a stubborn spirit, foolish not to give way when everything is against her”, said Woman 2. Yes, she is not afraid to stand against everybody as long as she knows she’s right. With the kind of personality she has, she is so not me. I can say I’m strong but not as strong as she is. I have a soft heart and to stand alone against everybody is the very thing I can’t do. I’d rather be kind than to be right. I’d prefer to keep my mouth shut than hurt anyone with my words.

“I do admit it. I don’t deny it.”, this was my first line. From that line alone, I find it hard to give justice to that line because I have to be proud and yet respectful. It’s difficult, I tell you. And what I learned from that is, the shorter the line is the more difficult it is to give justice to it – to utter the lines properly with appropriate emotion.



When I was chosen to be Antigone, it added to my burdens because that time I was totally broken. I wasn’t up to anything. I was on my downfall days, in fact I was planning to give up the role. “Maniwala ka, magandang training to”, said Adeliz. As I was absorbing those words, I‘ve realized “why not give it a try?”. And as I read the whole play, went on with our practice, inconspicuously I was also picking up the “pieces of me”. little by little, I have learned to love Antigone. Her personality, her whole being made me ask myself, “Why not be like her? Strong despite of everything.” And as I went on, I’ve realized that it was one of the ways of God to help me fix myself. I lost someone, “yeah.”, but God gave me something that is worth remembering, the play, the experiences and the lessons I’ve learned from it, and He immediately find a way to pick up the “pieces of me” and made me whole again.


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