Papa was knocking on my door. *whoops rewind*. Whate date is it? May 2nd. oh yeah. it`s papa`s birthday! woot. woot. He was asking me to take care of Sean. My head hurt. There, that is the product of sleeping at 2 am. aww, man. :|
After lunch, I was a sight to behold- drenched in my own sweat. SPOOF*. It`s been quite a BORE. I NEVER had money. (desperately need it! hahaa). err. :|
Looking away, I noticed the sun shining brightly away. *oh, mr. sun! mr. golden sun!*. I stopped and smiled. Quickly, I managed to find my notebook amongst the icky stuff in my black bag. I got a pen and wrote my heart out. The heat was getting to me. OOOWGH.
Awhile ago, I went to the beach. I managed to walk from grandma`s house to there. Meeting different faces which as a matter of fact, dazzled me. How did God create so many faces and never repeated them? (wel, excpet for twins, DUH-UH!) Ok. ok. lame question. soo lame indeed.
My mind is a vat of toxic waste, a waste of stupid and pointless thoughts. DUMB or DUMB-ER! Who am I? I never cared, maybe I was DUMB-EST! Then, my cousin shouted, "A good question needs a good answer!".
I mean, have you ever wondered why? Well, I never did. Why does it even mater? Why would I give someone a good answer if he or she asked a stupid question right? I mean, we`re only as stupid as the question.
So, why does it really matter?
The day ends here. I closed my book and I hoped to find answers SOON.
- Mood:
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. it`s kinda crazy and ii got to thinking that HS really is over. aun. oh db? tapos na. bonngga.
. i`ll miss those little things that ii once, "oh-so-took-for-granted".
. i`ll miss waking up at 6am. [a grueling time for me. who happens to sleep at 1am.
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. i`ll miss wearing my white blouse and navy blue jumper [ which as a matter of fact, is soo ORIGINAL. having a lot of schools with the same uniform NATIONWIDE . ]
. i`ll miss my black shoes and white socks. hayy DRAMA na nman. taee.
. thinking lng, di pa nman akuu redii for INDEPENDENCE.
. ahhh. INDEPENDENCE . ang pinaka-pinangarap kuu all these years. now, andito na, ndi ko na feel. an`samaa. it`s there na nga, tas` di ko pa maabot`abot. hmf. 
. yess. we all long for that. "INDEPENDENCE". db? yung sbii2 na, "hayy salamat. sa wakas, mkkawala na ako! i`m free". pero sumtyms, it feels so different.
. hayy. ewan just pouring out my thots. :) mybe next tym, mkakasulat ako ng something INTERESTING. taee eh. wla akon` ka`inspiration2. 
FIRST PART:
I first saw you one misty morning
The sight of you took the breath away from my being
You came into my life in a way most uncertain,
Right from the start I couldn't ever imagine.
Sweet but swift were the days we spent together;
You caught me by surprise as ever,
Since the change you wrought in me
Were done by none but by love entirely.
You inspired me by your words, assurance and your presence;
Willingly I respond with awe, respect and confidence
Seconds hold the hours, darkness holds the light,
You start and end my thoughts like day racing against night.
The time has come for you to go,
So that tears may never again flow.
Timing was what went wrong,
The music didn't play us the right song.
I tried to forget but I can't, a niche you have carved in my heart
But what I want you to know before we part,
To accept the truth that we can never be, hurt that much, but remember:
"Never will I forget the times of that September to remember."
RESPONSE:
When I first saw you, you caught my eye
I thought you looked at me, I don't know why
You turned my life upside down
And you have never made me frown
I will treasure those days we were together
That was the time when I thought we would last forever,
Days were fast, nights were slow,
I never expected you would go.
Don't get me wrong, you are the perfect girl
A precious treasure, more precious than a pearl
My life was so dull before you came
But what happened was for none to blame.
I know I have to go,
So that I can't make your tears flow
We had the right love at the wrong time,
Believing in promises which was not a crime.
If life was calling you away,
I know I don't have the right to make you stay
If love is not enough then what is?
Then life is being unfair for doing this.
I also tried to move on but can't
It was more of a need than a want,
I can't accept that we can never be and remember:
I will never forget the memories of that September to remember.
credits to: ISAMARIE CADAY. :)
We say goodbye to our PIGTAIL YEARS, then to grade school, and before we know it, to High School.
Moving forward is something we have to embrace.
When we were little, the simplest things could please us:
A trip to the playground, a lollipop or a new toy.
Childish little things, yes, but powerful enough to leave us feeling giddy all day.
Then came the time when we would sneak into mom's room to get our hands on her make up and try high-heeled shoes. We'd look at ourselves in the mirror, at that face in pig tails with a mouth still missing some teeth, and wish there was some way to make ourselves older right that instant.
" Thirty, Flirty and Thriving" ryt?
HIGH SCHOOL--Those used to be the two most dreaded words in my vocabulary. I've heard the stories and seen the movies. To me, it seemed like a life sentence in prison. "I can't do this!". My young and innocent mind couldn't handle everything about it. How could i leave my pals behind and go to an institution filled with unfamiliar faces and ALGEBRA(one of my worst fears back then)?
I kept telling myself. "You will not crack! You'll get through this!" but a little voice in the back of my head still remained doubtful and wanted to hold on to the past.
Three years passed. I traded my Disney books for magazines and would rather go out with friends than stay at home with my Barbie.
Simple things still please me:
A new outfit. :)
or a glance from my crush.
What's up with all that superficial stuff?
I wondered. It wasn't really me.
When i turned 16, I was a weeping mess for a week, wallowing in a state of grief and denial. I didn't want to believe I was getting older.
MOVING ON
I've been thinking. If I listened to the voice in my head back then. I would never had have my friends now, the greatest people I could hope for. I would never have joined contests I was way too bashful to join before. I would never have been the Associate Editor, let alone realize my passion for writing. And I would heve never been able to deal with overdue projects, pop quizzes, or heartaches(yup, those too!) or had any fun at all! I would have instead built a wall around myself, isolated from the world and without space for growth. i mean, how sad would that be?
Growing up is no mean feat, that's for sure. But here's what I learned: never be afraid of growing and moving on, and still never be in a hurry either. Whenever you fall down, pick yourself up, but don't be afraid of falling again because that is how you learn.
As for the unpleasant parts of growing up, well, that's soemthing we must all go through in life at least once. If we allow ourselves to be occupied with the bad things, we fail to see the great things behind it.
I just finished my last year of high school and college is just around the corner. I have tons of new things to worry about: my future school, my course, the thought of living on my own, and everything and everyone I'll be leaving behind.
But then I remember, you can never hold on too tight. The word of Paulo Coelho in The Alchemist also give me courage:
"If you want something with all your heart, the universe conspires to help you achieve it".
So I say, BRING IT ON!
i got to sit down this week and reflected of what might have been the "greatest days" of my entire life: HIGHSCHOOL.
. yeah, it taught me how to LOVE. to ACCEPT DEFEAT. to GROW as a person.
HIGHSCHOOL has taught me algebra, biology, chemistry, trigonometry and other than those things, it has taught me how to be a PERSON.
. a person capable of sharing. loving, forgiving and just about everything.
. and now, as the days start to pass, I'd never imagined myself seeing my friends and i all dressed up in galas and ties. it's bittersweet. i don't even know what to expect this March 25.
. HIGHSCHOOL was a big step for me but as i see COLLEGE ahead, i thought to myself, "I'm not ready yet". I'm not ready to give up. I don't wanna be caught in the middle. I'm not a girl yet i'm not a woman.
. FIRST LOVE- yeah, i met him here.
. BEST FRIENDS- yeah they were here too.
. BEST CLASSMATES- the best ever. THOMAXIANZ, i'm gonna miss you.
. BEST BARKADA- we were broken apart yeah, but we still remain friends [4ever].

. BEST TEACHERS- the heroes who molded us into better persons.
. BEST ENEMIES- haha. lol. i found them here too. soo cool.
. everything that i've encountered in the past four years are truly remarkable, I wouldn't trade it in the world. These are precious memories, it's difficult to say goodbye.
. I've made dreams here. dreams that were fulfilled, dreams that were broken. and I know nothing can ever replace Highschool.
. It's weird to imagine that in June, there's no more RENATO or IBARRA to shout in the classroom, no more ROSE ANN and ERIKA to laugh crazily, no more JAKE to remind us of our dues, no more ISA to shout to, to more MARYJO to hug, no more ION and KRIZIA to tell things to. no more ROE ANN and GENALYN to laugh with. it's sad.
. when recess comes in June, there's no more ANNE or MAYEL to see in the canteen. No more PHILLIP and JOEBEN to give P5 to. No more crazy happenings in the corridor that make it difficlut to pass. No more GEFF and MICHAEL to say "hi". no more RJ to glare at. haha.
. when dismissal comes, no more CHINO, NEKKO and JUDZ to go to Bebidas to. No more GJ and JAYLINE to smile at. just no more. it's gonna be a different crowd.
. The people who have made it and touched my life in every way possible, I'll never forget you. to SENIORS 2007-2008, you're simply one of a kind and as we say goodbye, I do hope in the next years, we'll see each other and still remember the findest memories of each other.
. that only time can make,
that only love can make,
that only we can make,
YOU and I.
soo. i read this when i was still a freshman. now, i finally managed to find it. :) it really, really amde me cry. haha. :D
have a dose of drama:D
What can I say about a girl I loved since I was ten... that I love the way she laughs at me when I commit mistakes, the way she fusses over silly things and even the way she cries over some sad silly late night show...
She was my best friend and I have known her since we were small. She knew all my secrets, which reveals my feelings for her, that I love her not only because she's pretty and smart but also the way she laughs at everything and the way she sees life and love. I could still remember the first time we met; I was five years old then. It was one windy afternoon having no one to play with except for my best friend, Troy. He and his family just moved out to a neighboring state at transfer because his father got promoted. And so I climbed up our tree house, I saw a moving truck coming down the street. I watched it approaching and noticed a family station wagon following it. It stopped in front of the house and out came a family. I was about to glance away when came out the loveliest girl I've ever seen.
She was four years old that time but then even at an early age she was a beauty. She had long curly hair, which reached almost to her waist. She had fair complexion and eyes which could make a man lose his heart into them. I continued to watch her when suddenly she looked up and saw me watching them in the tree house window. I was about to duck when she smiled and waved her hand. I waved back and then watched in amazement as I saw her running towards the tree house. So I went to the edge of the ladder and said, "Would you like to come up?" she answered, "May I?" So I help her climb up and when she reached the top she then turned to me and said, "By the way, my name's Sam, what's yours?" I answered, "My name is Christopher but then you can call me Chris." She smiled and said, "Well I like your name. Hey your tree house's neat!" then I replied, "Thanks! Troy and I made this. This used to be our hide out. We used to goof around, play ball and go biking together. He was my best friend and I kind of miss him you know." She smiled and said "I'm here now, we could do things you do with Troy and I could be your new best friend too. I never had a boy for a friend before so it could be exciting to have one. I could learn how to play ball and I have my bicycle so we could go biking together. Now how does that sound to you?" I smiled and said, "Well that sounds good enough." Then she held her hand and said, "It's a deal then!"
So that's how it started. So we became best friends and it was kind of strange at first for she was a girl and there are things which I was little bit hesitant to indulge her like catching frogs, swimming in the lake and climbing trees, but then she tried and did everything just to please me. There was even a time when she fell off the bike trying to catch up with me in a race we had and I was the one who bandaged her scraped knee. I could still remember the time when she hit the window of our neighbor when we were playing baseball and it was I who talked to Mr. Chambers and promised to pay for the damage, which meant having to loose a week's allowance. I remembered the time when I fell off the tree when I tried to rescue a little kitten because Sam was near to tears when she saw the helpless kitten trapped in a branch. I even fought with the tough guy when they teased Sam and made her cry and I ended up having a black eye and a bruised cheek. I remember Sam crying as she placed an ice bag over the damaged eye and later gave it a get-well kiss. I did everything to please her and gave everything her little heart desires.
The lake was our favorite hang out. We had our Saturday swim routine. We would pack food and later eat them under the big oak tree. There was a special branch in which the two of us could sit together and tell each other's dreams. She dreams of being a Ballerina and she knows my dream of becoming a doctor. She never laughs at my dreams and pursuits even if they were quite impossible. It made me like her even more.
As years went by, I noticed that my feelings towards her were slowly changing. Somehow, I thought it was just a simple crush case. But when I started thinking about her at night, dreaming of her and having the feeling of wanting to be with her all the time, I thought it was something different, something that made me feel strange, but then it was exhilarating feeling. It made me feel so alive. Whenever our hands touch, I could feel the tingling sensation in my spine. Once when we were at the lake having our Saturday swim routine and as I carried her towards the water edge, I had the feeling of not wanting to let go. I just wanted that moment to continue hoping it would never end. I then realized I was slowly falling in love with my best friend.
Many times I tried to deny the feeling for I was scared to imagine what would happen if ever I'd try to tell her how I feel about her. I was scared because she might think that I'm taking advantage of her and our friendship. I was afraid of losing her so I just kept my feeling hidden.
We reached the age of fifteen and I noticed that Sam grew lovelier each day. How my heart aches wherever I see boys glance her way. I want to punch their noses as I watch them talking to her giving compliments, flowers and chocolates. There were times when I watch her at a distance with mixed feelings of anger and hurt! Because it hurts so much to know that there were so many things I wanted to tell her but then I could not do so. There were so many presents which I long to give her but then I could not for she might see me only as a friend. I was also scared of letting her know how I feel about her as much as losing her.
Then one day, I just learned from a friend that she already had a boyfriend. At first, I tried to convince myself that it was just a rumor. Her boyfriend was Mark, a popular senior, who was the heartthrob of the campus. She, being the cheerleader was close to the basketball team to which Mark was the captain. When I saw them walking together at the parking lot that afternoon, I watched her with my heart slowly breaking into pieces. I saw her wave at me but I just pretended not to see her for I was scared that she might see in my eyes the pain I'm feeling inside because of seeing her with another guy. Those days that followed where the saddest days of my life. How my heart aches when I see her walk by me with him at her side. Every time we meet in hallways and I see him around her, there's a feeling inside me that makes me want to grab her away from him. How it hurts to see the girl I long possess was now owned by somebody else. That special smile I long for her to cast on me was now casted on him. As she passes by me she doesn't know that I whisper the words "God how I love you."
Then one faithful day they broke up. She came too me that evening crying on my shoulder. They had a big fight and it ended up with their break up. Mixed feelings were scaring me inside. I was happy because she was free and maybe I would have the chance of telling her my true feelings for her but then I was feeling so bad because she is crying her heart out just for him. At that time, I was not quite sure of what I wanted to do.
So we found ourselves doing what we did in old days with our Saturday swim routine, spending time in our tree house. We still enjoyed doing childish pranks for we still are both young at heart. So many chances I had for me to confess my feelings for her but still I couldn't bring myself to her for I was scared of losing her once more. I once lost her, now I could not bear of losing her again by telling her, "I love her". So I just kept my feelings even if it was bursting to be expressed from my aching heart.
It was a week from our JS Prom, we were seated at the branch of an oak tree drying ourselves after our afternoon swim when she said, "I was wondering Chris if you would like to be my partner?" It just got out of my wits for it was like a dream I never thought would happen. It took me awhile to answer her, "I thought there are so many boys who would die for you to be their partner?" So she turned away and quietly said, "Well I just thought I would like to spend that night with my best friend." Then she continued in a whisper I could barely hear, "Don't you want to die just like them to be my partner Chris?" I was too stunned to speak for it came close for me to blurt my feelings for her. We… we're silent for a while until I finally whispered, "I would be happy to be your partner Sam. "The she smiled and suddenly kissed my cheek. I could hardly contain the joy I felt that time. I saw her turned red and bowed her head. Suddenly she stood up and run towards the water saying, "Last one to reach the water treats to sundae fudge!”I ran slowed up so that I would lose which meant having to have her with me for another three hours or more.
Our Prom night came. I bought a new tuxedo and poured almost the entire bottle of perfume. I went to fetch Sam. Sam's mother greeted me and I went to sit in the living room waiting for her to come down. I was talking to her father when I heard her say, "How do I look?" I look up and saw her lovelier than ever in a strapless white dress with her hair flowing around her face. I stood up and opened my mouth but found out I could not find my voice. Then I got her hand shakily fastened the corsage around her wrist and whispered, "To the loveliest girl in the whole world." She then asked, "Is that true?" I nodded and she smiled and I smiled back then I turned to open the door for her. When we arrived at the gymnasium we hardly recognized our classmates. Gone were the jeans and T-shirts. They were replaced with tuxedos and gowns. Then I held out her hand bowed and said, "Would you give me the honor of your first dance?" She laughed and curtseyed. Then I led her to the dance floor. It was like a dream coming true, a moment of enchantment. I was there dancing with the only girl I ever loved. She was smiling up to me, as we were slowly moving in a smooth gliding motion. I found myself lost as I stared down to her sparkling eyes. The curls of her long hair were like waves enhancing her beautiful face. There were so many things I wanted to tell her that moment. I wanted to tell that she was the most beautiful girl that night. I wanted to tell her that she would always be the beacon of light in my darkness, but what I wanted to tell her the most was that I love her. I drew up all my courage and bent to whisper it in her ear but suddenly the music stopped and the magic was gone. I came close to telling her, but still haven't done it.
We walked towards the table and found ourselves surrounded by friends. I asked her if she wanted a drink, she nodded and so I went to get one. It took me a long time to get one and when I returned to our table, she was gone. I asked her friend, Katie, where she was but she told me that she doesn't know. So I went to search for her. As I was searching for her, I reached the garden. There I saw two silhouette figures outlined by the moon's silvery light. They were so close to each other that I could never describe the feeling I had when I recognized the white dress that Sam was wearing that night. I just turned and left the gymnasium.
Since that night, I avoided her. Many times she tried talking to me but I never gave her the chance to do so. I was afraid to hear her say that she loves Mark and not me. I would rather have left in ignorance of her true feelings for me than to hear from those dreaded words and feel my hope crush and my heart break. I didn't return her calls. I would not see her if she comes into our house. In the hallways, as she approaches I would go to another direction. It also hurts to do those things but then I thought that was the best way to forget her. Those months were tormenting but still I kept my pride.
The day of our graduation came. I was planning to take up medicine at a neighboring state and was to move out the next day. As the program ended, she approached me and handed me a rose. As she stared at me, there was something in her eyes I couldn't describe. There was sadness in them and when she smiled it wasn't the same smile she had. I wanted to hug her at that moment, tell her that I love her but then she turned and walked away from me.
So I moved out the next day as I planned. Luckily, I was accepted at the university. I concentrated with my studies but still I think of her at night. I was always wondering if she thinks of me too. I tried hard not to think of her but still I could not stop myself from loving her. Each achievement I have was done for her. I thought that if I will be successful one day, I would be able to tell her that I love her and by that time, I'm worthy of having her.
It was a year after our graduation when I decided to return home and see her again. I thought a year is too much for me not to see her and during the past year I felt like a person lost in the desert and only the sight of her could quench the thirst I have inside. As I got off the plane, I went home directly, desperate to get to her house desperate to see her, to hug her. Then I would tell her that I missed her and that I have loved her for a long time. This time I am determined to let her know my true feelings for her and I could not contain anymore the love I have for her. I reached their house; I saw her elder sister and I approached her. I smiled at her but I noticed she didn't smile back. I was confused for she used to be a cheerful lady just like my dear Sam. I then asked, "Hi Jen! I guess you're surprised why I'm here. Well I just want to visit you and I was also hoping to see Sam. I kind of miss her you know. Mmm… by the way have you seen her?" All I saw was sadness in her eyes as she replied quietly "Come follow me."
I was confused with the way she's acting but still I followed her. As we were walking, I was trying to indulge her in a conversation but she just answered my question briefly. Then I realized that she was leading me to the direction of the lake. It was still the same as I left it, with the same oak tree, Sam and I used to climb up. I smiled upon remembering the kiss Sam gave me when I agreed to be her partner. It's been one of the happiest days in my life and I realized that I missed Sam more than I thought. Then Jen stopped walking and pointed to the tree. She then whispered, "There's Sam."
I looked at where she was pointing and saw a newly dug tomb with the name of the girl I ever loved. I could not believe at what I saw and desperately tried convincing myself that this is all just a nightmare and I would soon wake up. I stared at Jenny in disbelief with her eyes searching for explanations and she slowly started saying, "It has been a week since she died. She died of Leukemia, but even though she was sick, she never stopped thinking about you. It was even your name she uttered before she died. She asked us to bury her here for she always regards this place as a place of LOVE. She said that this is where she had spent the happiest days and that was when she was with you. By the way, she also asked me to give you this." She handed me a parcel and with that she left.
I slowly opened the parcel and saw that it contained the dried orchid from the corsage I gave her for our prom. Then at the bottom I saw a letter. It was dated last month. I opened it with shaking hands and started reading........
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Each time, you held me close to you, was like a dream coming true, for to be close to you and feel your heart beating next to mine was like heaven. So many things I did so that you will learn to love me but I NEVER saw a hint. I did everything to please you because I love you so much that I even tried to fool myself that you're in love with me too. So many nights I've cried when I think of myself unloved by you. Well you might think that what I'm saying are lies but, I tell you, my heart speaks the truth for I cannot bear telling a lie to the one I love. I know you might be thinking of Mark; but I just did that to make you jealous, to make you see me as a young woman, capable of loving and not as the little girl you used to play with. Sometimes I imagined that you were jealous and fooled myself that it was a sign that you feel something for me too. When Mark and I broke up and I came crying, I just did that to know… how you would react and with that I'll know that you love me too. But I failed for you didn't give me any clue. When our prom night came, you just don't know how happy I was when you handed me the corsage and saying that I was the loveliest girl in the whole world. While we were dancing, I wanted so desperately to hear you say that you love me too but you NEVER did. When Mark came and pleaded me to give him a second chance, I was scared that you might see us talking. I didn't want you to get the wrong impression so I told him we would talk in the garden. There I explained to him that it's you whom I really love.
What happened next was that I found you missing and later learned that you were searching for me, I just concluded that you saw us together. The next day, I tried to explain but then you never gave me a chance to do so. You continuously avoided me and never knew how much pain I've experienced that time. I felt the world crushing on me. In our Graduation day, when I approached you, I wanted to tell you… how much I loved you but I decided that I just couldn't do it. I could not bear to hear that all you feel for me is just brotherly hand of love. For I want you to love me as a woman and not as a girl or playmate. So I just turned away and left.
Now that saying I LOVE YOU might be too late, but still I want you to know that I will always love you and my heart has always been and will be yours alone.
P.S.: Think of me sometimes... and always remember that loving you was the best thing that ever happened in my life.
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I felt my tears falling as I folded the letter. I wanted to shout out to let her know that I love her, if not as much, but more than she did for me. I love her more than anything in this world. I knelt touching the soil of her grave and rain started to fall. I continued crying softly and whispered, "Oh God, send my love to heaven."
i can't always seem to get why [*. romantic love stories.*] seem to tickle every part of my body.
i guess it just makes me one of those "hopeless romantics" as i might say.
ever since, i saw the movie. i planned to read the novel. it was not until last week that Lydia, my classmate, was reading one, that i decided to borrow from the library.
the story seemed to touch me because i finished it in 1 day! haha.
the sory revolves around an old man who fancies reading a LOVE story to a woman (it wasnt mentionad at first that they were the characters in the story). anyways, so let me share some of the great lines i have crossed upon.
[* THE WORDS OF LOVE*]
" I am nothing special; of this I am sure. I am a common man with common thoughts, and I've led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me & my name will soon be forgotten, but I've loved another with all my heart and soul, and to me, this has always been enough."
--and so begins one of the most poignant and compelling love stories you will ever read..
P.S. lines to follow may be cheesy for some but may touch others in a different light. :D
1. "But he had been in love once, that he knew. Once and only once, and a long time ago. And it had changed him forever. perfect love did that to a person & this had been perfect."
--see?.. Haha..it really touches my heart. i know it touched anne's heart! haha. anne is my frnd BTW.
2."My daddy used to tell me that the first time you fall in love, it changes your life forever, and no matter how hard you try, the feelin' never goes away. This girl you been tellin me 'bout was your first love. And no matter what you do, she'll stay with you forever"
--OMG! totally cheesy but whatever. haha.
3."I wish I could give you what u were looking for, but I don't know what it is. There's a part of you that you keep closed off from everyone, including me. It's as if I'm not the one you're really with. Your mind is on someone else"
--the breaking up line. whoa. hehe.
4."It wasn't Noah she loved; she loved what they once had been. Besides, it was normal to feel this way. Her first real love, the only man she'd evr been with--how could she expect to forget him?"
--this line struck me! waaaa.
5."poets often described love as an emotion that we can't control, one that overwhelms logic and common sense. that's what it was like for me. I didn't plan on falling inlove with you, andI doubt if you planned on falling inlove with me. But once we met, it was clear that neither of us could control what was happening to us. We fell inlove, despite our differences, and once we did, something rare & beautiful was created. For me, love like that has happened only once, and that's why every minute we spent together has been seared in my memory. I'll never forget a single moment of it"
--this ismy shoutout. i was totally awed by the line. :D
6. "And although she couldn't pinpoint the exact time-- yesterday after dinner, or this afternoon in the canoe, or when they saw the sawns, or maybe even now as they walked holing hands-- she knew she had fallen inlove with Noah Taylor Calhoun again, and maybe, just maybe, she had never stopped"
--this made me tingle & giggle. a sweet line. :D
7."the reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected. Maybe they always have been and will be. Maybe we've lived a thousand lives before this one & in each of them we've found each other. And maybe each time, we've been forced apart for the same reasons. That means that this goodbye is both a goodbye for the past ten thousand years and a prelude to what will come.
When I look at you, I see your beauty and grace & know they have grown stronger with every life you have lived. And i know I have spent every life before this one searching for you. Not someone like you, but you, for your soul and mine must always come together. And then, for a reason neither of us understands, we've been forced to say goodbye.
I would love to tell you that everything will work out for us, and i promise to do all I can to make sure it does. But if we never meet again and this is truly goodbye, I know we will see each other again, and maybe the stars will have changed, and we will not only love each other in that time, but for all the times we've had before."
--one of the greatest lines I have come upon. so sweet. corny but whatevr. haha. LOL.
8. "You are the answer to evry prayer I've offered. You are a song, a dream, a whisper, and I don't know how I could have lived without you for as long as I have. I love you Allie, more than you can ever imagine. I always have, and I always will."
--na touch ako sa line na 'to. huhu.
9. "You and I were different, We came from different worlds, and yet you were the one who taught me the value of love. You showed me what it was like to care 4 another and I am a better man because of it. I dont want you to forget that"
--that it one of the *sweetest things* a boy cud ever say to a girl.
10. "She was my dream. She made me who I am, and holding her in my arms was more natural to me than my own heartbeat. I think about her all the time. even now, when I'm sitting here, I think about her. There could have never been another"
--awww. so so mmmmmmmmm.
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*now tell me. call me crazy.. call me desperate.. call me whatever but I swear.. the notebook is truly remarkable. and I know it will inspire more beacuse it is a classic story of love found, love lost and regained. It is the Transforming power of love. :D
Mikaela Irene Fudolig – BS Physics
Speech at the Commencement Exercises, UPD
April 22, 2007
One of the things that strike me as being very “UP Diliman” is the way UPD students can’t seem to stay on the pavement. From every street corner that bounds an unpaved piece of land, one will espy a narrow trail that cuts the corner, or leads from it. Every lawn around the buildings sports at least one of these paths, starting from a point nearest to the IKOT stop and ending at the nearest entry to the building. The trails are beaten on the grass by many pairs of feet wanting to save a fraction of a meter of traveling, no matter that doing so will exact some cost to the shoes, or, to the ubiquitous slippers, especially when the trails are new.
What do these paths say about us, UP students?
One could say that the UP student is enamored with Mathematics and Pythagoras, hence these triangles formed by the pavement and the path. Many among you would disagree.
Others could say that the UP student is naturally countercultural. And the refusal to use the pavement is just one of the myriads of ways to show his defiance of the order of things. This time, many would agree.
Still, others will say that the UP student is the model of today’s youth: they want everything easier, faster, now. The walkable paths appeal to them because they get to their destination faster, and presumably, with less effort. Now that is only partly true, and totally unfair.
These trails weren’t always walkable. No doubt they started as patches of grass, perhaps overgrown. Those who first walked them must have soiled their shoes, stubbed their toes, or had insects biting their legs, all in the immovable belief that the nearest distance between two points is a straight line. They might even have seen snakes cross their paths. But the soiled footwear, sore toes, and itchy legs started to conquer the grass. Other people, seeing the yet faint trail, followed. And as more and more walked the path, the grass gave in and stopped growing altogether, making the path more and more visible, more and more walkable.
The persistence of the paths pays tribute to those UP students who walked them first – the pioneers of the unbeaten tracks: the defiant and curious few who refuse the familiar and comfortable; the out-of-the-box thinkers who solve problems instead of fretting about them; the brave who dare do things differently, and open new opportunities to those who follow.
They say how one behaved in the past would determine how he behaves in the future. And as we leave the University, temporarily or for good, let us call on the pioneering, defiant, and brave spirit that built the paths to guide us in this next phase of our life.
We have been warned time and again. Our new world that they call “adulthood” is one that’s full of compromises, where success is determined more by the ability to belong than by the ability to think, where it is much easier to do as everyone else does. Daily we are bombarded with so much news of despair about the state of our nation, and the apparent, perverse sense of satisfaction our politicians get from vilifying our state of affairs. It is fashionable to migrate to other countries to work in deceptively high-paying jobs like nursing and teaching, forgetting that even at their favored work destinations, nurses and teachers are some of the lowest paid professionals. The lure of high and immediate monetary benefits in some low-end outsourcing jobs has drawn even some of the brightest UP students away from both industry and university teaching to which they would have been better suited.
Like the sidewalks and pavement, these paths are the easiest to take.
But, like the sidewalks and pavement, these paths take longer to traverse, just as individual successes do not always make for national progress. The unceasing critic could get elected, but not get the job done. The immigrant could get his visa, but disappear from our brainpower pool. The highly paid employee would be underutilized for his skills, and pine to get the job he truly wants, but is now out of his reach. And the country, and we, are poorer because of these.
Today, the nation needs brave, defiant pioneers to reverse our nation’s slide to despair. Today, we must call upon the spirit that beat the tracks. Today, we must present an alternative way of doing things.
Do NOT just take courage, for courage is not enough. Instead, be BRAVE! It will take bravery to go against popular wisdom, against the clichéd expectations of family and friends. It will take bravery to gamble your future by staying in the country and try to make a prosperous life here. It might help if for a start, we try to see why our Korean friends are flocking to our country. Why, as many of us line up for immigrant visas in various embassies, they get themselves naturalized and settle here. Do they know something we don’t?
Do NOT just be strong in your convictions, for strength is not enough. Instead, DEFY the pressure to lead a comfortable, but middling life. Let us lead this country from the despair of mediocrity. Let us not seek to do well, but strive to EXCEL in everything that we do. This, so others will see us as a nation of brains of the highest quality, not just of brawn that could be had for cheap.
Take NOT the road less traveled. Rather, MAKE new roads, BLAZE new trails, FIND new routes to your dreams. Unlike the track-beaters in campus who see where they’re going, we may not know how far we can go. But if we are brave, defiant searchers of excellence, we will go far. Explore possibilities, that others may get a similar chance. I have tried it myself. And I’m speaking to you now.
But talk is cheap, they say. And so I put my money where my mouth is. Today, I place myself in the service of the University, if it will have me. I would like to teach, to share knowledge, and perhaps to be an example to new UP students in thinking and striving beyond the limits of the possible. This may only be a small disturbance in the grass. But I hope you’ll come with me, and trample a new path.
Mikaela Irene Fudolig – BS Physics
Speech at the Commencement Exercises, UPD
April 22, 2007
aN intriguing question, one that is open to endless debate..
One would wonder how sex has made its way through our conservative culture.. Everything has been sexualized in modern times. The old ideals of modesty and chastity are crumbling under the influence of wester Tv shows, movies, books, and other forms of media. Filipinos today are becoming more and more open to previously unacceptable situations, such as extramarital affairs and premarital sex. TV shows and movies seem to demonstrate that sex is no longer a private act between two people, but rather a simple physical release that just about everyone may enjoy.
In a society where such morally incorrect actions are made public and sometimes even flaunted by the media and by prominent people, it is little wonder that the border line between what is and isn't morally upright has become blurred. It has even reached the point where the concept of "puppy" and "romantic" love has been sexualized.
That is the situation of young love today, the situation that Filipino teenagers are facing. In the so-called "modern" world, society seems to be impressing upon teenagers that sex is "free-for-all", that two people sharing anything resembling a relationship is free to have sex.
It is slowly becoming the everyday situation: girl meets guy, fall inlove, make out. Never mind the rest of the world or the rules of morality. Some teenagers today perceive sex as not as an act between husband and wife but as a way of becoming close and intimate to the objects of their affection.
In a fit of passion or "puppy love", some teens may also think that "true love" is at their door, and thus agree to sex. These along with teenagers' natural tendency to rebel against what is "old-fashioned", have become springboards for teenage relationships to be overly sexualized.
Not all relationships may be that way. Not all teenagers, after all, are open to the idea of sex- even if it is with someone they have come to know and love. However, many are affected by the 'pressure"- from peers and even from the ones they love. Teens find it actually hard to say NO. Sometimes, the "if-you-really-love-me" dialogue is also played, and teens are pressured to "prove their devotion".
Girls believe that with sexual act, the relationship is sealed and intact; they have made a lasting commitment. for guys, sex may be a way of showing girls how much they really "care" and level up their "manly" status.
While the sexual act may, for a time being, serve as a bond in a relationship, it's not a guarantee that the relationship will last. It is not the sex which makes people see each other with love and accept each other's faults. Nothing- not even intercourse- can take the place of an individual's understanding and patoence of the other person.
Sex, therefore, is just one of the channels of expressing affection and desire- and a channel that we can forego for the moment. There are many ways to find friends and to get to know somebody. There are many ways to discover other peoplr and share memories. The teenage years are still too early for one to attach himself or herself to another through physical exchange; rather, this time should be spent first on getting to know the different people that may play a vital and important role in our lives.
Thus, the answer to the question is: No. Pinoy teenagers are not yet emotionally ready for sex. Sexual relationships require not just commitment and maturity but also a clear head for distinguishing passion and excitement from love and truth. The teen years are still confusing enough without that. Pinoy teens should take things one step at a time and enjoy being a teenager- while they still can. 
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tHank yOu soOO muCh PNOC-EDC ENERGY CamPers 2007!..BAtch 1 iN BacMan..i'LL MIss u aLL!!

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he says he luvs me but he has a girlfriend..i dont wanna b the third party hir..but i lubb him..he says he lovs me too but i dont know..i wanna go away&leave him but there's something thats holding me back..its so unfair..i want him but i cant hav him..
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