I want to write again, but I can't find the way to the words that I need. It's easier for me to talk than to write a long-ass explanation of what I feel. I have even bought a notebook so that I can jot down ideas, which usually pop up whenever I'm showering or standing almost face-to-face with someone in the MRT. The notebook remains empty, except for the wishlist on the first page, I think. I have some ideas but I don't know where to start. I have a faint outline of a topic I want to write about, but I can't imagine how to progress from an outline to a full blog post.

I thought today would be a good Friday. Damn hormones. Or damn genes.

Think of Me - Christine Da'ae

Think of me, think of me fondly,
when we've said goodbye.
Remember me once in a while -
please promise me you'll try.
When you find that, once again, you long
to take your heart back and be free -
if you ever find a moment,
spare a thought for me

We never said our love was evergreen,
or as unchanging as the sea -
but if you can still remember
stop and think of me . . .

Think of all the things
we've shared and seen -
don't think about the things
which might have been . . .

Think of me, think of me waking,
silent and resigned.
Imagine me, trying too hard
to put you from my mind.
Recall those days
look back on all those times,
think of the things we'll never do -
there will never be a day,
when I won't think of you . . .

RAOUL:
Can it be? Can it be Christine?
Bravo!
Long ago, it seems so long ago
How young and innocent we were...
She may not remember me,
but I remember her...

CHRISTINE
Flowers fades,
The fruits of summer fade,
They have their seasons, so do we
but please promise me, that sometimes
you will think of me

:(

( I'm bored and yes, I'm doing the year-ender survey. )

It's raining. Last Christmas, it was raining too. Our media noche is unbelievable. We have so much food now. The songs on the radio are making me dance. I WANT TO PARTY ON FRIDAY! Wuhoo!

Happy new year, everyone. I hope you'll have a great year. :)

Burnout

O, wag kang tumingin ng ganyan sa akin
'Wag mo akong kulitin, 'wag mo akong tanungin
Dahil katulad mo, ako rin ay nagbago
'Di na tayo tulad ng dati, kay bilis ng sandali


O, kay tagal din kitang minahal

Kung iisipin mo, 'di naman dati ganito
Teka muna, teka lang, kelan tayo nailang?
Kung iisipin mo, 'di naman dati ganito
Kay bilis kasi ng buhay, pati tayo natangay


Tinatawag kita, sinusuyo kita
'Di mo man marinig, 'di mo man madama

O, kay tagal din kitang mamahalin

It has come to a point when you begin to question whether it is time to move on or to stay.

Roanne and I saw Twilight at SM Fairview this afternoon, sticky floors and all that. I'm not a fan so even if I have heard people saying that it's not as good as the book, I still think that it's cool. I'm annoyed by the paleness of the vampires, though. They're almost as white as a bond paper. Or you can scratch that because they ARE as white as a bond paper. I would love to have a vampire boyfriend, though. Mysterious, fast, strong, immortal and most important of all, YUMMY.

Anyhow, I am going to Divisoria tomorrow to do some Christmas shopping. I will brave the throng of people squeezing themselves into the already cramped alleys of 168 and Tutuban.

My mom just got back from Cagayan de Oro. Before she left, I had told her to buy me a crate of pastel. She brought home one box, containing 12 pieces. Fail.

Moto Moto!

Melman: No, no that's not it. Listen Mototo, you'd better treat this lady like a queen. Because you, you my friend... have found the perfect woman. If I was ever so lucky to find the perfect woman, I would give her flowers every day. And not just any flowers, okay? Her favorites are orchids. White. And I would bring her breakfast every day. Six loaves of wheat bread with butter on both sides. No crusts. Just the way she likes it. I'd be her shoulder to cry on and her best friend. And I'd spend every day thinking of ways to make her laugh. She has the most... amazing laugh. That's what I would do, if I were you. But I'm not. So you do it.
Moto Moto: Uhhh... What? Aaaanyways, where were we?
Gloria: [sigh] I'm huge?

And this song is for you, my love.

( If I Were A Boy )

And I want to have a crush so I can sing ( this )

Some may not approve of my relationship with him, but to those some who do not want us to be together, just respect my decision to be with him.

Please don't make fun of us because I know that you don't want me to make fun of you and your special someone. This also goes out to my 'best friends'. You know how much we've gone through and it really hurts me how you can joke about us just like that. I let you do whatever to me. You make fun of me, you call me names but I never protest. I let you sleep in my house, I let you eat in my table. It feels like you're taking me for granted, especially with what you are doing to me.

I have forgiven you as I don't want to sacrifice the friendship that we have. But I really do hope that you'll realize your limits, that even though we are friends since way back then, if you don't stop what you are doing to me, there will come a time that I'll let myself drift apart from you. Friends support each other, right? What you have done to me and him was not very supportive, even if it was just a joke.

Maybe you won't realize this now because you haven't experience what I have gone through but I do hope that you'll realize your mistakes, too. I don't want to talk about this anymore and I still consider you my best friends but I just want you to know that you've hurt me a lot.

It's amazing how you can make lies and put thoughts in my head so that when I cry, you'll be happy.

:(

MANILUUUHHH!

THE CONCERT WAS AMAZING. The crowd was great, both artists were total performers. I super love the both of them. Hats off to Chris Brown for being a superb dancer and singer and kudos to Rihanna for having the energy to sing 8 (or more? I can't remember!) songs in a row! I cried when she sang Unfaithful and Hate That I Love You. Huhu, bitterness. Sulit ang Php 1500! My body was tortured though. I went to the gym early in the morning then I met up with Roanne and Tina and we went shopping at Market! Market! after almost getting lost in White Plains in the hopes of finding the house of Tina's cousin. We were in the field at 7:30 PM and the concert ended at 11:00 PM. My whole body was killing me by the time Mike saw us. After having a very unhealthy midnight snack in Jollibee/Starbucks Katipunan, he dropped us off at White Plains and there we slept for more or less 4 hours.

Good thing Roanne had a crazy thought of popping Medicol before going to sleep. It helped us a lot as we woke up without that bad headache.

The honeybear is still in HK and I miss him so much already. :(

And here are two songs that I really really like as of this moment. I'm putting it under the cut, don't worry.

EDIT: I can't put it under the cut. There's something wrong with my PC.

BTW, Roanne and I got to the office at 7:53 AM. WOW.