I do not ask for acceptance or understanding. I only ask for an open mind. I know it's hard to comprehend what we have, difficult to fathom why I'm in this relationship. I do not have the answers, I do have explanations but this I know, he makes me happy. He understands me, accepts me and all my faults, gives me something I have not felt or even knew existed. He made me smile and laugh again. Yes, our relationship is not perfect. It never will be. It is not ideal. It is something, even I had hard time accepting. But it is real. I might be wrong. It may not last for a long time. I know that. I am prepared for that. But right now, it is what I choose. And I know you are not ready to understand and accept. All I ask for is that you be open-minded to the possibility that I might be right in choosing him, in sticking to this thing we have. I can take the jokes and the criticisms. But I need for you to at least show me that there is room for acceptance that I might be right. I…
Category: love
Happy
Despite problems, people who try to bring me down, bouts of depression (not clinical), illnesses and stress, I am happy. Things are starting to fall into place. Loose ends are being tied up. Best of all, I am moving on. Every now and then. I can still feel the pain, I still get angry, and my bitterness remain... but I am able to live with it, determined to be better, be content, be HAPPY. Some things might not change, some people might never change. Some situations and issues will never be resolved. They never will, and I won't even expect them to. There is a certain peace achieved when one learns to just accept things as they are, no matter how wrong or unfair they are. One can be happy despite life and its pitfalls. All it takes is courage. Courage to decide to be happy, to choose to move on. It takes courage because not everybody can easily do it. I, for one, took a lot of time and encouragement from other people so that I could accept the way things are and move on. It's hard to be a good person, harder to be the better and bigger…
Daniel Bedingfield's If You're Not the One
Yet another cheesy song from the boyfriend... IF YOU'RE NOT THE ONE by Daniel Bedingfield If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today? If you're not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way? If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call? If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all? I never know what the future brings But I know you are here with me now We'll make it through And I hope you are the one I share my life with I don't wanna run away but I can't take it, I don't understand If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am? Is there any way that I can stay in your arms? If I don't need you then why am I crying on my bed? If I don't need you then why does your name resound in my head? If you're not for me then why does this distance maim my life? If you're not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife? I don't know why…
The Cheesiest Songs
A few months ago, I was given a list of YM IDs by a Manila-based gamer. I was to contact and interview those on the list for my gaming blog. Most of the gamers graciously accepted my request to be added in their YM list. Most of them were eager to chat with me. One, however, was arrogant and annoying. Ria's YM Request: Hi! This is Ria of DotAStrategy.com. "Person" gave me your YM ID. I would like to interview you for my blog. Arrogant Gamer: Who are you? Why did you add me? Who gave you my ID? Ria: Ria of DotAStrategy.com. "Person" gave me your YM ID. I would like to interview you for my blog. Arrogant Gamer: Oh. K! After a while, Arrogant Gamer suddenly kept on bugging me by sending me "Khulet!" messages via YM. One time, I was bored and answered by telling him he was the "Kulit!" one and not me. For a time, we chatted over YM constantly. Then, we exchanged cellphone numbers to set a match game between his team and my team. One day, he was bugging me about my favorite songs. Then, he bugged me to search for his favorite…
What Have I Been Up To?
I know, I know. My personal blog *ehem*THIS ONE*ehem* has been quite boring. I haven't been all emo and angsty. And I haven't been really excited about anything either. Not that my life is boring. On the contrary, my life has been very HECTIC. For one, I have been building my own business. It's a consultancy and events firm. Initially, it was formed to accommodate the consultancy work I have been doing, and to market some IT events here in Davao City. Luckily, somebody mistakenly finally asked me to be a co-coordinator of their wedding. I have been waiting for this chance. While it is very stressful, I find it very exciting and fulfilling. So now, I am focusing on promoting and providing customized wedding coordination services, and I have been getting a lot of inquiries. I already have my first real client. YEY! Somebody also hired me to be their wedding reception's emcee. So again, YEY! And I've been promoting my new business via my blog, and I have just earned my very first cents from it. LOL! Another thing I've been busy with giving talks. So far, I have been to Marbel to talk about Internet Marketing and…
Tonight by Static FM
TONIGHT by FM Static I remember the times we spent together on those drives We had a million questions all about our lives and when we got to New York everything felt right I wish you were here with me tonight I remember the days we spent together were not enough and it used to feel like dreamin' except we always woke up Never thought not having you here now would hurt so much Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up I need your loving hands to come and pick me up And every night I miss you I can just look up and know the stars are holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you tonight I remember the time you told me about when you were eight And all those things you said that night that just couldn't wait I remember the car you were last seen in and the games we would play All the times we spilled our coffees and stayed out way too late I remember the time you SAT AND told me about your Jesus and how not to look back even if no one believes us When it hurt so bad sometimes not having…