Leaving 2008...

2008 passed by in a blur...but before it leaves us completely, I would like to make a shout out to all the people that made my 2008 a meaningful one:

to all the people I've hurt and wronged, I AM VERY VERY SORRY....

to all those who have helped me during my trials, THANK YOU VERY MUCH for all the support, kind words of encouragement and for always telling me to stand for what I believe in.

to all those who have wronged me one way or another, I FORGIVE YOU...hopefully when we see each other in 2009, we could exchange sincere hi's and hello's...we don't need to be friends...let's just all be Christians and live life with no grudges in our hearts.

to my friends, THANK YOU for all the laughter, tears, disappointments, alcohol and kwentuhan...I know I haven't been there that much this year and I thank you for all the understanding and acceptance. Our distance will never ever tear us apart.

to my family, THANK YOU for always being by my side despite my quirks. I LOVE YOU and I wish each of you GOOD HEALTH and BLESSINGS not just this next year but for the years to come...

to the LOVE OF MY LIFE...thank you for being the greatest part of my 2008! thank you for never letting go as we ride this rollercoaster that we call life.. I can't wait for more years of togetherness with you...I LOVE YOU....

Tis The Season For a Starbucks Protest!!

December is time for collecting stickers for the long awaited Starbucks Planner...Tis is also the season that I get to savor my ultimate favorite coffee drink, PEPPERMINT MOCHA...

I was at my utter disgust when I rushed to Starbucks yesterday, super excited to get my first dose of Peppermint Mocha when they told me that it's not available anymore!!

WTF?!? Starbucks just broke a lot of people's hearts... Bring back my PEPPERMINT MOCHA!!!

Goodbye Friendster...

I am a member of way too many online networking sites...Priorities, priorities....

Facebook is staying...so is Multiply...I haven't gone to Plurk in ages, and Friendster is overrated. MySpace is a waste of time, and Tagged is no different from Friendster, maybe suckier...

So goodbye to Friendster and the rest...I'm sure I won't miss you...if by next week, you log in and see that your friend list is down by 1, go figure...

The Art of Silence...

I was browsing through some blogs and came accross an entry from Paulo Coelho. It speaks about how we fight our battles...

it's not really about winning...what matters is how you fought the battle and how you made use of your strength...

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THE USE OF THE SWORD by Paulo Coelho

Every time a sword is taken from its sheath, it must be used. It may serve to open up a path, help someone, or brush aside danger - but a sword is capricious and does not like having its blade exposed for no reason.

This is why a warrior never makes threats. He may attack, defend himself, or retreat; each of these positions is part of the combat.

What is not part of the combat is wasting the force of a blow, by talking about it.

A warrior is always aware of the movements of his sword. But he must never forget that the sword pays attention to his movements, too.

It was not made to be used through words.

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...despite the turmoil, i am at peace...through silence, I have found true happiness...

The Curse Of The Birthday Blues

I really thought that this year would be different. Generally, I've been really happy the past few months and this has been witnessed by a lot of my friends and family...so i thought that I'd be spared this time.

It just hit me this afternoon....for no apparent reason, I was just down with the blues...again...the same feeling I get ever year, the week before my birthday. CRAP!!

Is there any scientific explanation to this feeling? Is there a pill that can cure this icky downright crappy state? Let me know...you know where to find me...

Oh and for the first time in 30 something years, I won't be throwing a party...maybe next year...we'll see...

Twilight's Second Official Teaser Trailer

...reserved the fourth book already...and now, the second teaser is out...this is major torture!

Something always brings me back to you....

Something always brings me back to you...It never takes too long.
No matter what I say or do I'll still feel you here 'til the moment I'm gone.

You hold me without touch...You keep me without chains.
I never wanted anything so much than to drown in your love and not feel your rain.

Set me free, leave me be. I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.
Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be.
But you're on to me and all over me.

You loved me 'cause I'm fragile when I thought that I was strong.
But you touch me for a little while and all my fragile strength is gone.

Set me free, leave me be. I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.
Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be.
But you're on to me and all over me.

I live here on my knees as I try to make you see that you're everything I think I need here on the ground.
But you're neither friend nor foe though I can't seem to let you go.
The one thing that I still know is that you're keeping me down......

Something always brings me back to you...It never takes too long.
No matter what I say or do I'll still feel you here 'til the moment I'm gone.

Music and Relationships: An Analogy

My good friend and Freestyle's guitarist, Tat, once told me that relationships are like music. Most women often hurry towards the bridge of the song while they're still stepping into the verse. We skip so many beautiful lines and melodies because we simply can't wait.

Single girls my age probably commit that same mistake. Maybe it's the pressure of having to see all your friends who are married or engaged, or who just gave birth to their nth child. Maybe it's the age thing and we're almost past our deadline. But for some reason, we end up fastforwarding what we want out of our "meantime" moments and in return, we end up with meantime people...

I am currently at the intro of my song. The melody is kinda catchy at first and the words are full of cheese in it but I don't mind...I like this intro. I'm not sure how short or long this song is going to be but one thing's for sure...I'm definitely gunna take my time before the chorus starts slapping me on the face...

...you were the wind that blew me down...you've clearly swept me off my feet and in my state of vertigo I can't look down...can't feel the ground so will you catch me...

Can't Stop This Thing We Started..

Lucas Scott is wise for his age (well, the writers of One Tree Hill are).

I can't help but rekindle one of their episodes...this is for EVERYONE who is at their crossroads right now...

"There comes a time when every life goes off course. In this desperate moment, you must choose your direction. Will you fight to stay on path? Will others tell you who you are? Or will you label yourself? Will you be haunted by your choice? Or will you embrace your new path? Each morning you choose to move forward or simply give up."

"There comes a time when every life goes off course. In this desperate moment who will you be? Will you let down your defenses, and find solace in someone unexpected? Will you reach out? Will you face your greatest fear bravely? And move forward with faith. Or will you succumb to the darkness in your soul?"

Season Enders....

I’m having another Jerry Maguire moment right now. So many things are lurking in my brain and I just need to write them all here before they get lost in the other million parodies and clichés swimming around every minute of everyday in my head.

I hate season enders…instead of happy endings, they give you dark and twisted cliff-hangers that make you think about your own life. Are we always gunna be stuck at the end of a cliff?

I think I’m now starring in my very own season ender. I still don’t know how this story is going to end...but I sure have a great kick-ass theme song for it….

…changed my mind…I don’t feel like writing anymore…

S-T-U-P-I-D!!!!!

Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.

You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore.

Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain.

I hate love.

I love Neil Gaiman for this.................

Monday Mourning...

...everything will be back to the way it was...wish it was that easy...

Would you catch me if I fall out of what I fell in
Don't be surprised if I collapse down at your feet again
I don't want to run away from this
I know that I just don't need this

--Somewhere In Between (Lifehouse)