"It's gonna hurt and I love the pain, a breeding ground for hate but... I'm not, not sure, not too sure how it feels to handle everyday."
"It's gonna hurt and I love the pain, a breeding ground for hate but... I'm not, not sure, not too sure how it feels to handle everyday."
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I'm still here
Good morning
Mine got broken first.
The sun will set for you
Sino pa ang makakakuha ng paper shredder for Christmas?
A Wishlist
Sa skul pag pasko maraming regalo
Resigned
Bend and Not Break
You're a god
Teachers' Day
Just one
No matter
Some songs
Could you remind me to forget?
One More Chance ka diyan
Remember when you used to say I’d be the one to run away but I’m still here…
Goodbye 2007.
P.S. This is supposedly my last post before abandoning this side of flops16.com for a new cms install and database. As I’ve put it, I’m still here, but I’ll be over there.
Why do I still dare question my feeling miserable trying to touch base with the reality of you? Or the lack of you?
Won’t you hold me now?
Hmm… you don’t have to honestly tell me why. It takes one broken heart to detect the faint yet painful beatings of another. And though I can still taste some bitterness in my tears, I’m not hateful anymore. I do understand. I do commiserate.
I’m just wondering, why do you lie? Why do you resent me more? Why can’t you walk away? Do you think I’d rejoice?
Why can’t you keep in your tired mind that my heart, my soul, my everything, got broken first?
And everything else that you’re struggling with right now was just a consequence.
I told you to stop, to keep away, you didn’t listen. That day, perhaps you never knew, nor realized, but you helped destroy what was left of me. And up till now, I’m having a hard time rebuilding myself. I do not blame you. Though if you had an inkling before of how it would truly feel, maybe you would have had second thoughts pursuing something as hurtful as this.
Sometimes beginnings aren’t so simple.
Sometimes goodbye’s the only way.
Went to Bohol with Mas and Hanna… Seen tarsiers, a monster python, spinner dolphins, Marlin and Nemo, coral stone churches, the Chocolate (but green this season) Hills, and the Loboc River. Intending to go back someday (well, perhaps this coming weekend, squeezed into our Cebu trip naman with the nukes). How I wish. :)
More pics here and nicer ones here.
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Sorry…
pero alam kong tapos nito kakalimutan mo nanaman ako.
(Siyempre ako. Salamat po!)
Maligayang Pasko! :D
at happy “birthday” (his 2nd foundation day) rin sa Harvey ko...
Remember back when seasons don’t change
Late December winds bringing pain, back to me…
and I’ve been closing these doors for days
the sky is falling down on my grave…
oh are we gonna make it?
Cups of hot caramel macchiato. For some warmth during cold December nights (or days).
Empty boxes. For each of those single good moments that you want to let go of.
Heavy duty rubber eraser. For removing nasty marks of bad, bitter memories, nursed grudges and stupid ill feelings.
Handful of mail envelopes. For sharing fond thoughts and dear wishes.
A parachute. For helping you break your fall…
The end.
Asan ka na? Nakakalimutan ko minsan na wala ka na pala…
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Sa ganitong buwan ang isa sa mga panahong mararamdaman mo talaga ang ka-toxican ng pagiging isang preschool teacher. Bukod sa naghahabol kayo ng lessons at classroom activities dahil magtatapos na ang taon, ngayon din sasabay ang pagplaplano para sa sangkatutak na events (lalo na kung ang school ay kagaya ng samin) katulad ng isang Christmas program. Practices at preparation palang, mawawala ang beauty mo. Hindi pa kasama diyan ang implementation ng Christmas LP (Lesson Plan) at parties ng kiddies ha (Xmas at pati na birthdays, parang ang daming nipanganak ngayong December).
Pero… kung iisipin, bawi naman. Dahil sa mga ganitong panahon din masarap maging teacher. Bakit? Dahil sa sangkatutak na regalo. Kada estudyante mo, asahan mo man o hindi, magbibigay. Akala ko nung isang taon, marami na akong natanggap. Dahil bukod sa mga estudyante ko, nagbigay rin ang mga hindi ko estudyante. Eh ngayong mas higit pa sa triple ang dami ng mga batang under sakin, sabihin na natin na simula nung Lunes, may mga inuuwi na akong kung anu-ano. At kahapon at kanina, tigdadalawang malalaking paper bag ang inuwi ko. Asteeg.
Ilan sa mga paboritong natanggap ko: Parker ballpen na engraved ang pangalan ko (tama ang spelling, I’m so touched); sooper dooper cute na payong na koolay pink at bunny pa yung design; gift cert galing Starbucks at gift card galing SM; blouse; floral kit na yung kid pa yung pumili; itlog na maalat na nasa napakagandang basket at maraming-maraming chocolates. :D
Salamat, salamat parents. Bukas na yung Christmas program namin. Good luck sa kids ko! :)
I’m careful not to wake you, fearing conversation. It’s better just to hold you and keep you pacified…
Sa mga pagkakataong susuko na ko… hindi na ko magiisip ng masama, hindi na ko magdadamdam, at mamahalin nalang kita kagaya ng pagmamahal ng mga bulaklak sa taong nagalaga sa kanila. Kahit di mo naman ako niaalagaan.
I am fairly agile. I can bend and not break or I can break and take it with a smile.
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“Don’t tell me how to be ‘cause I like some suffering. Don’t ask me what I need, I’m just fine here, finding me…”
“Forever, forever, I will feel you… forever, forever…”
“I need to know if you were real ‘cause I’ve been known to get it wrong…”
Hangover. I’ve just been to the Vertical Horizon Live in Manila concert in Araneta and I just have to rave about it.
Even if I knew about the concert weeks ago, this was a last minute thing. Nagkayayaan lang kami kanina, parang napag-usapan lang tapos nang sinabi sa’kin na “Tara?!” sagot ko naman “Sige!”
To think I have an MA class which goes until 8:30pm and the gig begins at 7pm, kamusta naman. I can’t miss school so I prayed hard na mga opening act lang (pero sayang, ‘maya rin yun) mamiss ko. Sakto. We just purchased our tickets there and when we went inside haha! Di pa nagsisimula ang VH.
Mga three or four songs palang naka-quota na kami. They sang songs mostly from their albums “Everything You Want” and “Go” so yung mga bagu-bago lang. Since our budget only allowed us Upper Box seating, pangit kuha ko ng pics at vid (let’s just say di makilala sa screen mga pagmumukha nila). Bukod pa yun sa fact na talon ako ng talon habang hawak yung camera so good luck… Swerte pa nga na may footage ako kahit papano kasi dahil di nga planado, di nako nakapagcharge ng anything and I have no extra mem card with me. Oh well, just some proof that we were there:
http://flops16.multiply.com/video (network protected)
Waah. I want more. Ka-in love. :D
Thanks Marge! Definitely one of the best ways to end the work week. Everyone would now figure out the reason why if we come to work on Monday with hoarse voices. :)
Our parents treated us to a lot of things to celebrate the day. They taught for a short time in our place, they made a special AVP for the teachers of each level (ka-touch mangiyak-ngiyak ako pigil nga lang kasi for sure pagtatawanan ako ng students), and aside from all the gifts and goodies we received, they also provided for our lunch and dinner as well as paid for our spa treatments. Biruin mo yun. All the money, time and effort just to say thank you to us. We’re truly well appreciated around the school. Ang sarap naman.
But nothing can beat my kids hugging me kanina… feeling ko na at that very moment, ako ang pinakamahalagang tao sa mundo, kahit sa saglit lang na yun… :)
EDITED! Maybe I’ll post the AVP and some pictures as soon as I get a new copy (sira yung CD na binigay nila sakin eh). Here’s the AVP (apart from containing hideous photos of me, it has pictures and names of my kids so I’ve set permissions to contacts only). Also on YouTube. :D
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If you’re a UPian, forget the rip-off Starbucks one (joke):
