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January 20, 2010
LONG roundup of 2009 [Part 2/2] (1 Comment)
Lately I feel so lost with no hope nor motivation. This is a very delayed hangover from October of 2009.
Thank you to those who took the time to read the first part. This is the second and last of the 2009 roundup post. Advance apologies for the lengthiness. ^_^V
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January 15, 2010
Sunflower (2 Comments)
My Mother bought me a ring with a sunflower design years ago. A few hours earlier, I lost it.
My family and I watched the last full show Sherlock Holmes in Glorietta 4. My second time to see it. Anyway, I was about to get my green tea, when I heard something hit either the floor or the left arm rest. The first thing that crossed my mind was that my bracelet could have hit the arm rest, so I didn’t let it bother me. Then I felt my right forefinger. My sunflower ring was missing.
I became bothered after I went to the washroom. You know that incomplete feeling similar to when you wear your favorite watch and then you forget it at home? For me, it felt like I lost a finger. -_- Using my cellphone as a light, I looked over the non-carpeted area around me. No luck. I thought my first hunch could be right. Also, I could have just forgotten it at home.
I’m so dead wrong. I checked the spot where I placed my rings before I played the guitar. Not there. Not in my bag either.
Sorry if I seem to make a big deal out of this. It’s just special to me as it was given by my Mother.
January 7, 2010
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December 7, 2009
I’ll probably never get over (0 Comments)
I was going through my email inbox and saw this again:
I’ve been through so much with you, more than any other guy, and I still want you as much as I did the first time I laid eyes on you. Every time I see you, it’s like meeting you for the first time all over again. It’s the butterflies in the stomach, the not knowing what to say, but out of all the things you’ve taught me, there’s still one thing I don’t know. I don’t know how to fall out of love with you. I don’t know how to let go and as I stand here looking at you, I wonder if there will ever be a day when I will get over your smile, when I will let go of the hugs you gave me that I continue to feel. A day when I forget the words you said to me, forget what you meant to me or forget how much I love you. But, no matter what you did to me or whatever happens to us, I know I could never get over, let go, or forget you. When you care about someone as much as I do you, being apart is the hardest thing to get used to. I thought I’d handle it just fine and that I’d be happy just to keep you on my mind. But it isn’t always that easy. Sometimes the one thing that would please me the most is simply seeing you. I knew that I’d miss you I just didn’t know I’d miss you as much as I do. I want to share my tears with you. I want to share my love with you. I want to share my happiness with you. I want to share my strength with you, my smiles, my frowns, my joy, my loss, my good days, my bad days, the rain, the sunshine, hot cocoa, and the snowflakes. I want to share my life with you. People can just be best friends, but at one point or another, one of them will fall for the other, maybe temporarily, maybe at the wrong time, maybe too late, or maybe just maybe forever, and that’s what happened with me and you.
So dramatic yet it hit the right words I have been thinking and wanting to say.
November 11, 2009
Can’t Take My Mind Off You (0 Comments)
Music heals yet it can also hurt. These tunes break my heart especially The Blower’s Daughter. I can’t believe it would be my song. ;_;
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November 3, 2009
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November 1, 2009
Knowing who’s worth it (4 Comments)
“Don’t kid yourself,” I said. “We can talk about it if you like. You’re mistaken about my feelings.”
He stopped fooling with his glass and looked at me. “No, I’m not mistaken. I know you don’t love me.”
This confused me even more.
“But I’m going to fight for your love,” he continued. “There are some things in life that are worth fighting for to the end.”
I was speechless.
“You are worth it,” he said.
I turned away, trying to pretend that I was interested in the restaurant’s decor. I had been feeling like a frog, and suddenly I was a princess again.
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