This is the provincial life like you've never seen before.
"WW-WHAT THE HELL???" was basically what I said when I saw what Melinda was wearing. Then I rolled on the floor laughing out loud. ROFLOL. Okay, exag! But my gawd... Would you take a look at this???
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CAN YOU SPOT THE NOT???
It's pretty obvious. But you gotta hand it to them... NICE TRY! Hahahaha! But you ain't foolin' us! ;)
I have this thing against fakers, posers, and those trying hard wannabes. I've met so many of those in my life and seriously, you should get yourselves your own lives. Stop trying to be someone you're not. You gotta love yourself for who you are and what you're capable of doing. You know what I believe in? I know there's a big chance that people don't like me.... however, there's a bigger chance that I DON'T CARE! The most exciting, challenging and significant relationship of all is the one you have with yourself. And if you can find someone to love the you you love, well, that's just fabulous.
So stop imitating people because you think they're cool. Does that really make you happy or any better than anyone else? Maybe you can be good impersonators, but still... you are an impostor. That won't make you... YOU! So if you're still having that identity crisis, take a look at yourself in the mirror and ask, WHO AM I? If your reflection talks back, dude, you must be crazy. HAHAHA! Okay, enough! I think I'm ranting already.
Once again...
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P.S. MYOH 2009 was loads of fun, as always... Seen the album yet? No? Go here: http://mymaria.multiply.com/photos/album/247/Cousin_Club_hits_PRE-Make_Your_Own_Havaianas_2009
Just when I thought the drama was getting mellow and I thought about re-writing my life story, I guess I spoke too soon.
It was a typical weeknight. I went to Foodstreet by myself. I ate one helluva late dinner because I had so much work to finish that night. I stayed for a couple of hours and drank a bit – not excessively, okay? It was just Long Island Iced Tea. I know my limits especially when I have no designated driver. Still you'd say I was driving under the influence... yeah, well it happens to the best of us. So then I decided to go home when my phone was constantly ringing already and text messages were bombarding my Smart number. I could only think of two people in the whole world who would be that concerned to look for me at such witching hour. And I was right when I checked it.
So then I scampered towards home... in my right mind, of course. But then I got so distracted by my mobile phone, only about 50 meters away from my house, so I picked it up and the next thing I knew, my life like flashed before my eyes and there I was crashing my uninsured Troopee, barely missing the parked red car and hitting the lamp post instead. I forced the car to move, chanting “Oh, my God” a hundred times while practically bulldozing the gravel on the street, until I reached our gate... where my dad met me with a face I dare not even describe and heard my mom's voice screaming like crazy in our balcony. I could hardly open the car door anymore because it was semi-stuck. I swear... most of our neighbors were already checking out the scene. You know, I could have died right there. I wished I did but then again, I had enough sense to just say, “I'm sorry. I'll pay for everything.” Haaayyy...
So now, I'm on house arrest. FUN! No... but I think I need this more than ever -- to realize the things I need to, to change what I have to, and God knows what else is going to happen with me. So you see? Life is really like a box of chocolates. You'll never know what you're gonna get. But this is surely one that's gonna go down in my books. Paet!
Wait, is this even normal? Yes, I think so. I've had MVAs a total of 5 times in my whole life now... five where I was on the wheel and who knows how many others where I was just a passenger, restrained and unrestrained. I'm so accident-prone. I should write that on my profile now. My arms, shoulder, and neck are actually hurting a lot now. I did get a massage last night but I think that just didn't help much. Oh well... this is the price I have to pay for being such a retard.
But I still think I'm normal. Why? Because I'm getting a lot of zits on my face! Hahaha... Wanna see?
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There... I think I'll go back to using the Local Obagi again since I haven't had the time to care much for my face lately, as most often than not, I get so wasted to do that. LOL! Now is the time to get back on my beauty regimen. Another Project Z again? :)
So what am I gonna do for the rest of the year? Hmmm. There's so much to do actually. First mission: I cleaned out my closet! Success!!!
No more skeletons? :) Okay, it's still a bit of a mess but at least it's sorted already. HAHA! And I heard my mom saying she wants to re-do my bedroom so I can have my own WALK-IN closet. Now that's great news! But I wonder when that will happen considering there's just too much expenses now and not even enough cash flow. :( Oh well... it's the thought that counts, I guess. Tee hee.
I'm so learning how to sing... properly, too. That'll take time but I have all the time in the world now. What else? I'll be blogging much, writing my prose and poetry again, and generally fixing my life altogether. What a mess I'm in right now! Such a hot mess, I am. Hehe... And I need to be more positive. I'm running low on that one. :( In my head, Shania keeps singing, “If elephants could fly I'd be a little more optimistic but I don't see that happening anytime soon... I don't mean to sound so pessimistic but I don't think that cow really jumped over the moon.” *sigh* Maybe I should start listening to Miley Cyrus again. That way my heart can do somersaults. LOL!
The good thing is that I feel like my quarter life crisis is just about coming to an end. A really special friend of mine said I should go with the flow, and while doing that, I shouldn't forget to make waves! Yeah, I can feel the waves now. Can you feel it? And God willing, it will be over soon. I'm so waiting for the year to be over, so by then I can have everything all sorted out, planned, and what not, and then maybe I can open a whole new book of life... not just a chapter, mind you. Are you with me?
Let's cross our fingers, everyone. ^_^
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In a brief conversation, a man asked a woman he was pursuing the question...
"What kind of man are you looking for?" She sat quietly for a moment before looking him in the eye and asking, "Do you really want to know?" Reluctantly, he said, "Yes."
She began to expound… As a woman in this day and age, I am in a position to ask a man what he can do for me that I can’t do for myself. I pay my own bills. I take care of my household without the help of any man…or woman for that matter. I am in the position to ask, "What can you bring to the table?"
The man looked at her. Clearly he thought that she was referring to money.
She quickly corrected his thought and stated, "I am not referring to money.
I need something more." I need a man who is striving for perfection in every aspect of life."
He sat back in his chair, folded his arms, and asked her to explain.
She said, "I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection mentally because I need conversation and mental stimulation. I don’t need a simple-minded man. "I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection spiritually because I don’t need to be unequally yoked… believers mixed with unbelievers is a recipe for disaster.
I need a man who is striving for perfection financially because I don’t need a financial burden. I am looking for someone who is sensitive enough to understand what I go through as a woman, but strong enough to keep me grounded.
I am looking for someone who I can respect. In order to be submissive, I must respect him. I cannot be submissive to a man who isn’t taking care of his business. I have no problem being submissive… He just has to be worthy. God made woman to be a helpmate for man. I can’t help a man if he can’t help himself.
When she finished her spill, she looked at him. He sat there with a puzzled look on his face. He said, "You’re asking a lot."
She replied, "I’m worth a lot."
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And so am I!
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Why all the drama? I’ve been asked far too many times why I have to live a life of controversy. Don’t I want to put an end to it? Do I really want a life that is so complex? What is it with me and affairs of the heart. I guess that’s just ME. Misunderstood as always. I could choose not to tell the tales but I don’t want to wallow on my own, thus my life is an open book. I’m not even begging for sympathy, as I am the protagonist of the story. I just write… And people read. I’ve gotten fan mails. I’ve gotten hate mails, even death threats. HAHA! I’ve gotten phone calls, too. But you know what? I’m so used to it that I don’t get affected by anything, anymore. Seriously. So am I manhid? No! I still have feelings. I mean, how can I write the way I do if I don’t actually “feel” that way? I’m not that good of an artista to do something like that, you know. Or I would have pursued the entertainment business.
So what’s up with me? How’s the drama unfolding? Well, I jokingly tell some of my friends, who actually care enough to ask how I am doing and are too intrigued by the turn of events, that Season 2 of my ala telenovela life is yet to be released. We’re still “taping”. LOL. Of course, we all move on. After one chapter in our lives comes to an end, we turn the page. That’s how it works. It’s how it should work.
I had reflected some and thought of how much I’ve been through, how far I’ve gone, and ultimately what I’ve become. (Scanning through 6 years of my blog.) So you know what they say skinned knees are easier to fix than broken hearts? Well, I got my heart broken twice alright, but I’m not giving up. “No retreat, no surrender!” I keep encouraging myself (and others, too!) Every time I get out of a relationship, I always resolve to be better and then give myself some time, although it’s not my fault that the boys come running. HAHA! So who’s the next leading man? I can’t really say. For this time, some things may be better left unsaid. Come on, you say? Well, if good things always come to those who wait, then why rush now? Let me just say I got my sights set on someone and I’m just waiting for the right time. And yeah, time will come. I don’t intend to live a solitary life or end up as a spinster.
Mind you, I didn’t always have rollercoaster love affairs. Okay, maybe 85% of the time. Yes, it’s always been different whenever you just take things slow. Like soap operas -- as the plot develops, the story gets more and more interesting and addicting, albeit corny at times… and even if you already know the climax, you’re just hooked. Well, I am hooked right now. And this feeling that’s inside me is just not something I want to hasten. Slowly but surely kumbaga.
I thought a death in a story was something that always made the dramas even more moving… but it was my beloved Grandma who died recently. It was just too much. I didn’t want that part one bit. (I wished it were someone else.) But I guess, life is just ironic like that -- and the supreme irony of life is that hardly anyone gets out of it alive. I pray for my Grandma everyday and I ask her to watch over me, that I may also find the kind of love that she and my Lolo had. Theirs lasted 56 years until my Lolo passed away in ‘91.
I will always be a hopeless romantic. Come hell or high water, I am in love with love… and the drama will always be part of it. I can’t imagine life without amore. Someone had asked me once some time ago, “You’re always in love, aren’t ya?” Apparently, the answer is yes. I can’t seem to remember a point in my life where I was “loveless”. Loved less perhaps but I feel so lucky still having a lot of love around me. Maybe LOVE is in love with me, too. HAHAHA! Now, I’m being foolish. But then love does that to people, you know. Lots of times, we all act crazy because of love and it’s that feeling I wouldn’t trade for anything in the world. The one that lifts us up where we belong. That indescribable feeling. That same love that millions of songs are written about, that people from all races and walks of life could sing their hearts out to. Love is really that thing that makes the world go ‘round… isn’t it?
Now let me end this blog with some lines from a song:
It's all about drama, and love, and relationships
And when the going gets tough, you deal with it
And you don't ever, you never walk away from it
You hold on, and be strong…
It’s a very nice ballad by Babyface. Watch the MV here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P3I8L1ofD7A
Until then... I'll write some more next time. :)
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This is the provincial life like you've never seen before.