YES was My Answer.

Thursday. The twenty-fifth of September.
My (somewhat) favorite day of the week for having a not-so-"heavy"-schedule.

There was nothing different about this (my) day.
Nothing new. Nothing extraordinary. Nothing distinct.
Nothing at all.

Despite of the exhaustion I was feeling, caused by our two-hour swimming class followed by our Reading Longtest, I have managed to "survive" the rest of my day.

And one thing that marked it was the Personality Test we took during our Guidance Class, our last subject.
See, our teacher/counselor, told us that we were going to have this test, that she was going to ask us forty-two questions, and that we should answer it only with a YES ,or a NO, and honestly.

Started the test, it was only dictated.

Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. No. Yes. Yes. Blah blah blah...

Then boom!
There was this one question she blurted out, that I took so long to answer whether I give it a (my) yes, or a (my) no.

"Do you keep your promises? Yes or no?"

I was still. I was reflecting, flashing back instances where promises were involved.
What were the kind of things I have promised anything with/to?
Have I kept those promises I have laid down? Or have I only failed and forgotten some(many?)?

I was thinking hard. The answer I was going to conclude was all for me. "This is a personality test!", I said to myself. Anything I was going to write there, would be giving benefit to ME, and only I. If I do not answer that (those) question(s) honestly, and lie since it only asked for a yes or a no, still I would be lying to myself.
That personality test was intended for us(me) to know ourselves(myself) better, to arrive to conclusions about ourselves(myself) that we(I) have no knowledge about way back; that there are still a LOT of things we(I) do not know about ourselves(myself). SO I HAVE TO REALLY ANSWER THIS HONESTLY. Okay.
What I did was, since I was already having confusions if I do or do not keep my promises, recalled the times I know I have offered(agreed to) promises, and thought if I have done(kept) those promises...

YES, was what I have written.

I (think I) know myself, maybe not enough or much of it, but I definitely do know something about myself likewise, in some matters.
I KEEP MY PROMISES, was the superior feeling I had.
Okay, I admit. Maybe not ALL the time, but most of it I do..
I KNOW I DO.


That personality test gave me a stun, otherwise, it was helpful for it gave me my own guide questions; to, from time to time, I could get a hold of myself and check. As if I could get to have my own "self-checklist".

We did not finish it though, the bell rang and it was time to pack up and go home.
Can't wait until next week!:)





-- And then I headed home. Still thinking.

Don't I?

You wake up everyday, because you have to.
You get ready for school. Take a bath. Dress up. Eat your breakfast. Then take off.

In school, you stit for long hours. Exemption to the one hour and a half break you get to have everyday.
You listen to lectures, jot down notes, stare at the blackboard, and criticize how boring the teacher is.

After school, you head home. You study, do your homeworks.
Then eat your dinner. Organize your things for tomorrow.
Go to bed, sleep.

After about five to eight hours of slumber, you wake up.. again.
Do the same things, again. Merely doing the same things you have done the day before, again.

Doing the same things all over again everyday.
Twelve months in a year. Fifty-two weeks all in all. Three-hundred and sixty-five days ahead. Twenty-four hours a day.
Sixty minutes per hour, and sixty seconds in one minute.

(But for those who go to school, like me, includes only ten months of this continuous repitition of actions. But of course, excluding the two "rest" days, where I think we don't have to wake up early to, but sometimes we also have to.)

Regardless, it is still all the same.

We do it everyday. I mean, EVERYDAY! In three hundred and sixty-five days of the year.

DON'T I (WE) GET TIRED?

As for me, I have been in this world for sixteen years; been breathing for three-hundred-and-sixty-five-times-sixteen days already. I have also been attending the same school for almost eleven years; The same uniform, the same place and environment, the same people I have been seeing everyday in my life.

Good thing I don't actually get to be "TIRED" of it?
Or rather, maybe it just amazes me of how, looking back, I have gone through how many years already doing the same things again and again everyday.

Or maybe, is it not unfair when you have to work really, really hard for the (kind of) life you did not even choose yourself?
That you have to do good on something you really do not want to be professional in?

---


Mathematics. Why do we, honestly, have to study (suffer from) very broad and complex math equations that will not actually be used in the REAL world, five days in a week.
I mean, six years in the elementary level (gradeschool) , four years in the secondary (high school), and another four in the tertiary (college), we are taught of things we actually don't need in REALITY.
Grade school Math is understandable. Adding. Subtracting. Multiplying. Dividing. For which we know, plays a very important role in (the) life (world). But what about higschool Mathematics, with those variable, coefficients and radicals. Imaginary numbers plus fractions with negative signs.
You don't actually buy stuffs, pay for [(x-4)(x-3)], and ask for 5[(2x-4)(2x+4)] change, is it not?

Okayy. Enough with the complains about the study of figures and numbers. UGH.


Science. Why did we have to come face to face (and fail) the study of bacteria, in which we, actually don't see!
Why do this "environment" would want us to learn about these mega-tiny creatures? In the first place, we would not be able to distinguish as well the kind of bacteria or whatsoever is infecting or taking place in poop, or dirty flooring etcetera, etcetera.


English. Okay, having been under the UNIVERSAL LANGUAGE, taking this up (and failing?) is very much accepted :))


Filipino. As a daughter of this archipelago, shall have, and is privileged to learn about my mother country :))



These major subjects I take up (and suffer from) everyday,
DON'T I GET TIRED OF THEM?



-- Okay. Enough. Bye. Goodnight.


But at some point, I do think that LIFE is actually FAIR :)
Because it is in God's and ONLY His plans.
Afterall, you may not be good on something others are great of.
BUT, there are also some things wherein you excel, that are actually the weaknesses of the rest of the crowd :)

.. And Yes.

Put me in a battle where I can be with someone who fights for me,
in a battle where I know someone wants to protect me.
Put me in a battle where I can feel someone else for me,
where I know someone wants to stay by my side.
Put me in the kind of battle where that one person would be willing to lose,
just so she/he could win me.
Put me in a battle where someone is willing to swallow pride and end the battle,
for my sake and so as not to hurt me even more.

Put me in a battle WITH someone who can tell me he/she loves me
amidst of the chaos around us.
Put me in a battle where this person can still appreciate me even if I fail,
in a battle where this person can still say, "I LOVE YOU" in the middle of
the suffering.
Put me in a battle with someone who noticed me when I fell,
not when I was in victory.
Put me in a battle with someone who, despite of the hardships,
bothers to hold my hand and tell me he/she would stay.
Put me in a battle where I know I can fail and stumble and destroy my face without being rejected.
Put me in a battle with someone who can hug me tight to make me feel safe.
Put me in a battle with someone who won't neglect me even if my weak side inferes.
Put me in the kind of battle where there are no wrong and right moves,
but those correctly incorrect.
Put me in a battle with someone who does not forget about me,
but with someone who does not even need to think just to remember my worth.
Put me in battle with someone I can hold on to when things get unwanted;
In a battle where someone, when I get wounded, would not worry about bandages and get them,
but worry about ME and what will happen if he/she goes and leave me to get those bandages.

Finally, put me in a battle with someone who will kiss me to calm me down,
to hug me to make me feel I still have great worth no matter what,
to hold my hand and would not let me go even through those dying moments,
to say "I LOVE YOU" in the middle of the war.

I want to be put in a battle with someone who would not promise me anything,
but would sincerely want to STAY and HOLD ON whatever happens.

Put me in a battle with someone who would not actually fight for me,
but with someone who fights it WITH me.

Put me in a battle with someone who would not care whether he/she wins or loses,
but with someone who, longs for still having me at the end of the fight,
regardless of the victory or defeat.
.. That even if he/she(we) loses(lose), what he/she cares about is if he/she still has me.



Fantasies. Keep dreaming.




*Right now, I have my own battle.
It may not be a(my) dream and perfect battle, but yes, it is a sweet kind.
And I am satisfied.

- I love you, my Sixteen <3

September 17, 2008 (St. Scho Marikina Bomb Threat) Pft.

It is the seventeenth of September, and it's late night, 10:51 to be exact..
I just, really, don't feel (rather like) this day.. Not at all.

See, it started with nothing extraordinary, nor anything positively unusual.
There was laughing out loud in our first hour subject though, Computer Class.
And a longtest on the second class, Language subject.
Library period after the first break, and another longtest in CLE class.

In the midst of thinking hard for that CLE longtest, the bell rang UNEXPECTEDLY.
I glanced at our wall clock to discover that it was actually fifteen minutes earlier than its usual time of ring. I actually thought for a second that it may be late, knowing that we are having particular practices and as usual, my classmates sometimes do set the time advanced to have my classmates arrive in our room on time.
Took a look at my OWN time, it REALLY did ring earlier than usual.. again, FIFTEEN minutes earlier.

Until there was someone on the other side of the PA System announcing, that we take our lunch early, and that afternoon classes will be called-off. It would not sound so terrifying if it was not because of the manner of how it was announced (who happened to be our Principal). With the term, "unwanted bad elements.."; that actually just made us curious about what was that calling off for classes all about. We asked our teacher. She asked us to calm down, to keep quiet, and she was going to explain it to us. Starting with, "I don't know if it's okay to tell you..". (We were like, uhh, so what is this all about huh?). Preceeded, "They.. received, a bomb threat.". Okay and then, sudden silence, with a little violent reaction of course. "Oh my god.", "Shiiiiit.". And I, honestly, had goosebumps and got worried, no kidding.

We were asked to leave the room, to take our lunch, AND leave ALL our things in the room the way it is except for the valuables (which I happened to ignore, leaving my wallet behind).

Astounded, I was worried up to my nerves. Upon reaching our eating area, I could hardly move. I was still. Blackened out. I could not manage to smile nor crack jokes.

The only thing that brought back my voice was when we were talking about this "bomb threat", and another issue that was said to be the cause of this alarm, a rumor about a junior student embodied by UN-earthly spirits. And that this junior student's request was the students leave their things. THAT ACTUALLY, found out happened to be untrue and worn out already. Soo, the cause was really this "bomb threat", I may say.

And then another bell was rung, announcing that all who brought their bags with them have it returned to the classrooms immediately. Meaning, we did not have any bags with us, no books nor school materials.
WE WERE ASKED TO GO HOME.
Remembering that I left my wallet in our room, I hurriedly rushed back to our building. And unfortunately, we could not anymore. NO STUDENTS WERE ALLOWED TO GO UPSTAIRS TO GET THEIR STUFFS, AND VALUABLES.

Students were actually freaking out. Some were crying, some really were worried as ever!
Even for the faculty. I saw teachers fetch their children from the Gradeschool department if they happen to have one or two or so. With their (our), weird look on their faces. Looks wherein you can really see the unstable and boggled emotions they (we) were feeling.

--- PANICKED.

Asked to go home, we proceeded to our exit gates. And one thing that irritated my bestfriend (and I), was the guard still asking for our IDs for exit, that actually happens to be color-coded for designated gates. In a time of emergency like that, you are going to halt a student to ask and check their ID?? WTH!
(Mr. Guard, I know you were doing your job, but not at the right time!) - per my bestfriend, Cath.

So we went home EMPTY-HANDED. Except for my ID strapped in my neck, and the G-Tec hung to it.

GOT HOME, still worried.
Texted my 'someone' to inform HER I'm home early, then narrated what happened.

- END OF THIS BOMB THREAT THING (It makes me sick. It was, actually.. irritating.) -



* Continuation on next post, of what happened to the rest of my day --->

Ironic :)

Isn't it ironic when you pray so much for something you want,
and just leave them hanging once you already got it?

Isn't it ironic how you long for someone who does not even think of you in a day?

Isn't it ironic how you laugh when you remember your crying moments,
and cry when you remember the times you were laughing?

Isn't it ironic how one can fall in love unintentionally,
and find it very difficult and uncontrollable falling out?

Isn't it ironic how you tend to love so much the same person that hurts you the worst?

Isn't it ironic how you very well know when to start,
and ignore when you already know you have to stop?

Isn't it ironic how you say you can't live without a certain person,
but started your life and living for years without him/her?

Isn't it ironic how you cannot sacrifice your sleep for homeworks,
but don't mind if you don't even sleep because of love?

Isn't it ironic how you can easily answer back to your parents,
but shut quiet when it comes to the moods of that someone?

Isn't it ironic when you should be getting mad,
but you can't and you don't know why?

Isn't it ironic when the other party was the one who did wrong,
and you will still be the one saying sorry in the end?

IS IT NOT IRONIC WHEN YOU ARE REJECTED ONCE OR TWICE,
AND STILL BE COMING BACK TO THE SAME DIRECTION?

IS IT NOT IRONIC WHEN YOU SOMETIMES CHOOSE THE DIFFICULT WAY?

Is it not ironic when you already know what SHOULD be done,
and yet don't do it?..

.. Because is it not ironic when MOST OF THE TIME in your
life, WHAT YOU NEED IS NOT ALWAYS WHAT YOU WANT,
and WHAT YOU WANT IS NOT ALWAYS WHAT YOU NEED.

And how ironic can it get when you don't get what you actually deserve.

It's the 22nd of August.. And it's Friday :)

Okayyy..

Soo, it's the 22nd of August, and it's Friday :)
I just got home maybe about an hour and a half ago :D


My day started the way it usually does.. I woke up, took a bath, got ready, fetched Cath, headed to school.

7:00 - 7:30am - HOMEROOM

7:35-8:35am - ECONOMICS

*Got reprimanded by our teacher/adviser, for my group's failure to be ready for the weekly news reporting. Thus, we were given a consideration to present it next week, provided we'll get a deduction. Highlight from the subject for me was, "Naloloka ako sa'yo. Seryoso ako dito eh.", line from our very own Ms.Tomagan. She was not in a good mood that time, pero natawa ako/kami, tapos wag daw kami tumawa kasi seryoso siya. HAHA :))*

8:35-9:35am - PHYSICS

9:35 - 10:00am - RECESS

*Cakes and Ribbon Fries :))*

10:00 - 11:00am - READING

11:00 - 12:00am - AA!

*So, I suddenly remembered what happened in our AA just the other day.

After discovering that Piolo Pascual was also from UST (where Sir "Joselito" Pascual also graduated *Sir Pascual is our AA teacher*)...

Hiromi: Diba may issue, si Piolo daw ang pangalan sa gabi, PEACH?!!

Kamag-anak siguro ni Sir si Piolo?

...

Hiromi: Si Sir kaya anong pangalan sa gabi?? ...JOSIE??!

Class: (Super laugh! As in HAHAHAHA!)

(Well, si Sir as usual, pasmile-smile lang :D Tapos sabay...)

SIR: Dapat ata mabigyan kita ng PTC eh. (but he said that with a smile :D)

12:00 - 1:00pm - LUNCH

1:00 - 2:00pm - FILIPINO

*About thirty minutes free time :))*

2:00 - 3:00 - CLUB

*See, she (Ms.Sanchez, our moderator) informed us that Kim and I will be given a spot in the Varsity, not anymore in the Training Pool. Then I got tired, as usual.

Two laps Freestyle. Two laps of choice. THEN, did 'Butterfly'. Medley relay (relayed for 'Backstroke'). And blah blah blah..

Finished swimming at around 3:05pm. Took a bath. Finished aking a bath at around 3:20pm. Got dressed, done by 3:30pm. (I should have stayed up to four o' clock in the pool but I excused myself because I still have to attend our practice for the Higantes Festival Presentation to be executed on Tuesday; which I found out that it will just be pushed through tomorrow, Saturday.)*

Left school at around four o' clock.

Went to McDonalds just to buy two cheeseburgers (which I really love). That was how starved I got after that club (as usual)!

Arrived home. Got dressed.

Then I thought of going out 'BIGLAAN', hence, wanting to see my bestfriend, Cath's 'someone'.

Texted people, those that may be available to come with me at that very moment.

Ended up communicating with my bestfriend, Trishka. (Yeuh, I have TWO very lovely bestfriends :D)

So I asked her too. And so she called up her parents and asked permission.

SHE WAS ALLOWED :))

Soo..

She fetched me here at around 5:30pm.

Then I called Cath while we were on the way to Katipunan already, and I was supposed to ask where they was, just so I could already (finally) catch a glimpse of her 'someone'. UNFORTUNATELY, she replied that they already met up and her 'someone' isn't with her anymore. So, we shifted to settling in Robinson's Place, instead of forgoing to Katipunan like firstly planned.

Arrived to Robinson's Place at around 6:10pm.

Did nothing. Uh.. Just ate, did some 'window shopping', and strolled.

Met up with her (Trishka's) family at around 8:30 in front of Jollibee.

*Highlight; while linig up before the counter.

Gulma': Danger ba? Danger?? (We were preferring to the mood of her parents.)

Trishka: Hindi naman, hindi naman..

Gulma': Caution ba??

Trishka: Wet floor! Wet floor!

Gulma': Ha??

Trishka: Ay hindi, the floor is wet! Eh pareho lang yun ah??

Gulma': Ang labo mo! Hahaha.

Trishka: Ayan o, nakalagay. CAUTION: THE FLOOR IS WET. (while she was pointing at the floor board sign XP)

Ate with them, ended at around 9 - 9:15pm. Got REALY FULL!

They brought me home. Arrived at around before 10pm :))

A TIRING but FUN day!

Another day tomorrow.

See, haf'ta wake up early, needs to 'take off' at eight o' clock in the morning :))

-- GOODEVENING, Lovsies :))

Sudden Laugh XP

August 21, 2008

Around 5.30-6.30pm.

Papa, Dad, and of course, ME :)

Out of the blue, Papa blurted this out..

Papa : Ano na nga ulit pangalan nung kapatid ni Donna?

Tricia : Ha?

Papa : Ano pangalan ng kapatid ni Donna?

Tricia : Nino?!

Papa : Ni Donna!

Daddy : Si Sheila.

- Ahh, okay. Siya pala yung tinutukoy. Haha.
I remembered I have an aunt named Donna.

Nagulat ako eh, naguluhan tuloy ako dun. Haha :))

Sudden reaction, sudden laugh :))))

*Sorry for those who couldn't relate why I shared this,

kung bakit ganito na lang ang naging reaction ko. HAHA :))

LOVELOVE <3

-- GOODEVENING :D

Eleventh :DD

HAPPY ELEVENTH MONTH, MG!:))
Loveu, FOREVER :)

*Hugss :x

My Tita Said..

I was browsing through my Multiply account and my albums, and I saw my edited picture where I have quoted down what my Aunt(Tita) once said..

"Baby, if you love somebody, set him/her free. If he/she comes back, she's yours.
And if he/she doesn't, it's not meant to be.
Whatever happens, you will always have me.
ILOVEYOU."

-- Sounds like a familiar quote, yearight.
But it stuns me that she said this to me herself :)

-- No misinterpretations okay? She's a REAL Tita of mine.
They are just used to calling me Baby :))

DOODLE :)

-- Believe it or not, this is MINE. Haha :))
I started this and finished it myself :) Took a lot of PATIENCE, really!;p

Photography Feeler :D

-- SOME OF MY "Photography-Feeler" moments :)

I still have my digicam then :

Comments?:)

And NO GRABBING PLEASE :)

Play :)

-- IT'S BLURRED, I KNOW.

Out of boredom..

I wanted to do something different :)

So here, have played on my closet door :))

Forgive me for the shot.

I have no cam anymore, so I have to settle with cellphones :

Comments? :)

Seventh Thing <3

AND THE SEVENTH THING I HATE THE MOST THAT YOU DO..



.. YOU MAKE ME LOVE YOU :)

My Secret Lover ;P

MY BESTFRIEND :)

Yeuh, I have two bestfriends.
One of them's named CATH :)

She was my classmate when we were still Freshmen, way back three years ago. See, we weren't that close yet, considering the fact that at the first week of classes, I've given out an (offensive) joke on her.
I don't have to tell you what that was. Teehee :>

So from that joke, we didn't build anymore a good relationship much further. (That was how rude MY joke was. Rar;p)

Days passed and all..
We were incoming JUNIORS and I cannot anymore exactly remember how we came up having those "bonding moments" again :)

We had this tawagan that was specifically LIPOPS.

Before we knew it, we are THAT CLOSE (more than what that picture represents :D).
Now she's my BES. And my Secret Lover as well :)

I have no idea how it all begun. I just know that she is, definitely, my Secret Lover :)

The mere fact that she knows me more than anyone else who gives me those everyday HI's and HELLO's,
she proves me, so often, how much different I(she) am(is) from everyone else she knows(I know).

Ask her what I don't like in a person, she could answer it. Ask her how I treat people the way they deserve it, she could reply to it. Ask her when I'm mad, she'll be able to distinguish..

And, ask her how I fall in love, she'll give you answers more than what you expected to hear :)

She simply knows almost(?) everything about me.
She'll be able to know whether a smile visible in my face is also something from inside..
She'll be able to tell you when I am fed up and that you need to shut up.


Marie Catherine de la Cruz..
.. A Could-Not-Ask-for-More Bestfriend.
.. MY Could-Not-Ask-for-More Bestfriend.
.. A Secret Lover.

.. MY Secret Lover :">


* BES. Loveu :) FOREVER :D

Tell Me :)

.. as a Freshman Student :)

.. as a Sophomore Student :)

.. as a Junior Student :)

.. as a Senior Student :)

-- COMMENTS? :)

Tell me how much I have changed :D

Haha :))

It's Because You Love Her <3

When you love someone, you have to be honest with the person so as respecting her just as much as you love her. Before allowing this person to enter your life, you should be aware that she can be dominating you, your routines, your own wants, especially your feelings. Before allowing this person to become a part of YOU, you should also think a hundred times, if you are or not willing to take risks of getting hurt.. because feeling pain is never absent once you learn to love a certain person.

Once you consider her a part of your life, you have to stand up for it.. NOT only because you have to, but because you want it that way. When a particular time comes that you learn to love a person, expect it to be a package.. that you also learn to endure pain, to forgive no matter how difficult it is, to understand everytime you lose your own self, to not hurt her even if you feel terrible, to understand yourself why you could never get mad when you should be.. AND learning to follow yourself and disregard others’ opinions as if you don’t hear anything. You’ll learn how to pretend as if everything’s okay even if deep inside you aren’t, you learn to handle things even if all of those can break you down.. SIMPLY ALL because, YOU LOVE HER :

Everytime you get hurt, by her, never seek revenge as an option just so you’d feel better or just so she’d feel the same way you felt it when she did you wrong.. IT’D BE WORST. Just take it as it is, comfort your own self, cry if you want to, scream if you please.. So in the end, she can’t blame you anything AND because you don’t want to throw back her mistakes to her face.. because YOU LOVE HER.

Everytime you get hurt, by things, just for example how her use of words causes great impact on you.. still, NO revenge. Take everything as a compliment! Take everything positively.. mellow down and NEVER tell her things just the same so she’d also be hurt and then you feel better.. SO WRONG. No matter what she tells you, don’t let it break you down, there are strong tendencies of crying it all out *that’s good*.. but never hurt her likewise. WORDS do have a great impact, especially if these came from someone very special to you.. you can smile your heart out, or cry yourself lose. NO MATTER WHAT, don’t do or say anything that could hurt her. EVEN IF you feel pain a hundred times, keep it to yourself.. Never think of doing the same as she did.. because YOU LOVE HER.

Before letting this person be a part of YOU, you are aware that you can be hurt a lot of times, can cry a million tears and that she can leave you out there ANYTIME. Loving this person in the first place without assurance is really difficult and mind-boggling.. but you love her, so you often opt to still GO FOR IT even if you currently see great and clear possibilities to be left alone in the end. Even if this person, you know, can leave you hanging anytime; if you really love her, you’ve got to learn to endure pain, SO MUCH of it. You even unconcsiously lose your pride and learn to give a big part of you and unnoticeably see yourself STILL wanting her to be in your life.. The life that seems so different long way before you allowed her to be a part of it. BUT you cannot deny, that you are willing to pull her back.. because YOU STILL WANT HER IN YOUR LIFE.. because YOU LOVE HER.

If you love her SO MUCH, you’d be willing to do anything and everything just so she’d stay with you, regardless of every hardship you felt, you currently feel, and will be feeling.. regardless of every grievous stuff she told you, regardless of every little thing that hurt you.. YOU can never blame her for those, because in the first place, it was YOUR CHOICE.. It was you yourself who opted to STAY, HOLD-ON, and NOT TO LET GO, even if you experience the most heart-breaking situations, self-losing arguments and stupidity.. that despite of pushing yourself too hard and forgetting pride as well….

..YOU STILL WANT HER TO BE YOURS, the both of you TOGETHER, and knowing that you’re hers and she’s yours, AND YOURS ALONE.

*Respect. Trust. Loyalty. Faithfulness. Your true self. LOVE&&TOTAL COMMITMENT.*

And finally, if you really love the person, you should never take thoughts of getting hurt and feeling pain as a hindrance of not following what you really want.. to GO FOR IT.

If you really love the person, you would accept and just take ALL risks.. even if you know you can be left hanging anytime, or get hurt everytime.. even if it means breaking your heart and losing yourself in the first place.. GO FOR IT.

However..
..before deciding in the first place, you also have to learn how you’d be handling things in their proper places and that you’d still leave a part of you for yourself.. so that if in case you’ll be left anytime unexpectedly, you’ll still know how to cope up with the words GETTING OVER, LETTING GO and MOVING ON.

A Start-Off :">

HEY HEY :))

I just wanted to start another blog, just to try how it's like here in Blogspot :)

Uh. I already have one in Wordpress, though :) http://triciagulma.wordpress.com/

It just interested me of how different this one is with the other one I have. We'll see :))

*I'm going to repost here my blogs from Wordpress, just so this site could be sensible while I haven't posted anything new yet :)

Muchlove <3