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And hereee. More feelings tonight pleaseee.

Just finished Pulp Fiction today. So crude for my taste! And too gore for me. But, it's one hell of a movie. (And I can probably watch it again.) Now, let's find a tearjerker. I want to cry huhu. Crying makes me feel good sometimes.

My most favorite type of music. Drown your thoughts and find solace in music, Johna. Get some sleep.

I think things are beautiful when you don’t plan them, and you don’t have any expectations, and you’re not trying to get somewhere in particular.

— Alison Mosshart   (via thatkindofwoman)

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Notes on happiness (inspired by Ricoeur): Self-constancy, being who you are, is not simply remaining the same; it is also changing for good.

It ain't easy... but it's worth it. All of it.

High time to reflect and savor the remaining days.

Patience.

Gratitude Post

For the incomparable joy and companionship
The simple thrills and the great high you give
For the gift of time, care and knowledge
For having my back, all year long
And for having the honor to be with you,

Thank you.

Mirror, mirror on the wall
What shall the great future hold?

I want to go on a road trip with you. Just you, me, you, the highway and the radio. The blue sky, the black roads, and windows down. We'll talk about everything and nothing. And we'll sing our hearts out. And we'll make memories we will never, ever forget.

Just you and me.

Sigh. Good morning world.

You make it all too easy for me to let go.

Greeky Love

I can never fully wrap my thoughts around
The depths of  our conjugal wind sea
As though you were Zeus, and I Minerva
Floating like air sailors in cloud nine,
A cheery mix of emerald and turquoise delights
Only to stare at myself and the four-eyed wonder
And find that the sky has been stoic black.

My dimunitive utterances have served you well
In play pens, planes, and nurseries of the mundane
Alchemy, history, art and proximity
Smoke, speed, savory babies of capitalism
This is the way of the wave in our times

We, you and I, exist for a lofty demonstration of
Progress in rearing
Patience and pleading
Playing with fire
Without any dinner to serve.

So this, I have yet to ask
If in the sea of this lovely little Minerva
you still would want to bask
Despite the frailty and scars
Which may have turned your fairytale into farce

I have answered your knock to my strange corner house
You have stayed, as a guest, day and night
From this day forward, we build a new empire.

“Frodo: I can't do this, Sam.

Sam: I know. It's all wrong. By rights we shouldn't even be here. But we are. It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn't. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.

Frodo: What are we holding onto, Sam?

Sam: That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo... and it's worth fighting for.”

2012- A Year of Grace :D

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h8h38V-Bh8U

Tonight has brought a smile to my face. :)

IN BLOOM
A fresh slate for stories of hope, love and faith in my supercharged life :D

Revamped my blog,

because I am about to revamp my life too. :)

(I've never been excited about life in such a long time! Haha! :D)

I feel my heart beating.

My most sincere wish for my 18th Birthday is to find in my heart the will to grow and be a woman of character. That I may lead others to good directions and be a light to other people by offering solace and cheer in our conversations. That I may find the fortitude to carry on in living a meaningful life despite the everyday hustle and bustle. And most importantly, that I may be able to withstand whatever temptations -- physical, mental, emotional -- get thrown at me by the earthly pleasures of glitter, flesh and money. To do what is right.

A humble heart. A kind heart. A pure heart.

I want to reaffirm my ideals and let my inner compass shine through even though I've failed several times. Even though my feeble soul cannot compare to the ultimate goodness. Even though I'm not perfect.

I bow down and succumb to the source of all power, for even though I have questioned Him several times in the past, I do realize now that His love and concern for me planted these thoughts in my mind allowing me to receive these seeds of insight. Now, even more importantly, due to the fact that my life is starting to be my own -- less overseeing, less guidance, less restrictions.

I am growing wings, and in this new chapter of flight, I want to do an act of faith with the intention of fulfilling of His master plan for my life. With the power of choice bestowed upon me, I take resolve in loving myself sincerely, and guarding my heart truly, so that I may be able to give more of those happy smiles to those around me. No longer will I throw away the essential and important things so easily, as if youth and energy are just wasted on me.

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Thank you for the discreet angels that you send in random corners -- the ones that keep the dying fire burning, even though the candle man had been a negligent caretaker of the spark. No promises right now, just a stream of consciousness that will allow the future me to see what might be the genesis of one miraculous salvation.

Thank you, thank you really for Your love. I feel so unworthy with all tests of strength and character I failed and the commandments I disobeyed, that the feelings even go beyond the collective crap brought by supposed markers of intelligence in school. Yet You never left me all this time.You waited for me.

Maybe that is the single most important thing that has happened in my life so far.

Maybe You just saved me.

Because I love you

Wow, I seem so self-absorbed, but there are few things more important than caring about what your critical self thinks haha.

There are some things I miss doing. Like:
(  ) watching KDramas
(  ) watching movies (and thoroughly enjoying them)
(  ) eating while staring into space
(  ) watching musicals
(  ) reading novels on a rainy day, lying on my stomach
(  ) sleeping the whole afternoon, again on a rainy day

Don't worry self, we shall do something about this.
>:D<

Self-talk and beyond

(a good habit to start, because who else will be your best and ever-constant cheerleader but yourself?)

1. I received 6 compliments today. 

2. I looked at myself longer than usual in the mirror, and what I saw made me smile :)

3. I am ever-determined to work on my goals after le debut.

4. I believe I am my own person, no matter what happens.

5. I will never stop trying because  _______________ (I think I finally know the answer) despite getting lost in a tangle of mess, I still believe there's still a diamond in the rough waiting to be unleashed.

"Find your star." 

"Hold yourself tight. I will always be here (well for one, because we are basically the same entity, yet different) and I won't be hard on you anymore." 

Bakit may ibang pakiramdam na associated sa pakikisalamuha sa iba kahit maligaya ka na sa piling ng isa?
Kasi hindi ka naman natatapos maging tao kahit masagana sa saya.

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And now!

Here's to the one who taught me how to sing.

Pag kunwari sumikat ako at magkaroon ng musical career, tapos tanungin ako ni Oprah Winfrey, "Aside from your immediate family members, who is the single most important question that helped you improve your craft during your early years?"...

...Alam na. Gosh.

Modulate, feel the yearning!
Gets ko na yung sad smile look sa last line ng echos.

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I need a midnight feel-good movie.

I Don't Care What Anyone Says, Don't Be A B!tch ~ David Bonifacio

Reading "Nice Girls Finish Last" and "Why Men Marry Bitches" as research for my articles. Some tips are practical, but I completely disagree with the motivation and the manipulation of the titles. This isn’t a review since I haven’t read the whole of both books.

In this world that has no appreciation for etymology, people have forgotten that being a bitch once meant you were as good as a dog, being a slut meant you were dirty and cheap, and being a whore meant you would do anything for whatever it was you were selling yourself for, such as money, a guy, a position, an object, or even attention. If I was a girl, and anyone called me that, I'd tell them exactly this, "Excuse me. I know you think you're cool and modern, but I know my dictionary, and I know there are thousands of other compliments that suit me better."

My thinking is simple: Be a bitch and you’ll get the life of a bitch.

Getting into a relationship shouldn’t be the motivation, not even marriage in itself is a great reason. Think about it. What’s so great about limiting the options of your life’s happiness to one incredibly flawed human, and committing to devote yourself to someone who is bound to hurt you as you are bound to hurt him?

Sounds like a cage to me. No one finds that security and satisfaction we long for in a cage. And if it weren’t for a one secret ingredient, marriage would just be a convenient social mechanism for the orderly preservation of humanity.

That ingredient is love.

Love makes it worth it. Love makes it great. Love makes commitment to one, and only one person desirous because love allows us to enjoy someone deeply and endlessly. With love there is kindness, there is gentleness, there is devotion, and when we hurt each other, there is forgiveness.

You want a guy to love you for you, not for your skills. You want a guy who’s crazy about you, not your timing. You want a guy who devotes himself to you, not someone who is simply challenged by you.

What you want is a man with good character. And the secret to getting a man of good character is to be a woman of good character. No one has perfect character, but you can tell when someone is moving towards being a better neighbor, a better servant, being more humble, being kinder, and being more loving.

Tips and tricks, maneuvers and manipulations, strategies and tactics, and even new paradigms and empowered attitudes won’t necessarily bring you love and fulfillment. They may get you a guy but be careful of what you long for. When McDreamy’s looks grow stale on you, when your own artificial self-esteem props fall away, and they will, you better be sure that the person you’re with has good character, or you’ll wake up in a nightmare.

God blesses us with beautiful surprises from the most normal and unexpected of places. And sometimes He does the opposite, taking away and bringing things to a close. But I’ve realized that the beginning and the end are two parts of the same blessing: one part to usher in the joy, and the other, to teach us to value what was.

Hustling — in the best sense of the word — means finding unconventional ways to achieve high-impact goals.