*I know my friends don't like it when I'm emo but I wouldn't be Ria if I weren't emo. And I'd rather write about these things than hibernate, be suicidal, get catty, or have GERD or other stress-induced illness. Sorry friends.* One day the body asked the heart, When I’m hurt the doctor heals it. But if you’re hurt, who will heal you? Then the heart said, I have to heal by myself. Is it because of that whenever someone is hurt, they have their own special way of healing it? Drinking, singing, releasing anger, laughing, crying, going to trips with friends and talking to them, and running in the marathon... or the worst thing is just ignoring that pain. My way of healing is by making cake and cookies in the morning like right now. ...and I was healed from the smell of the baked cake. Can there be another treatment as sweet as this one? -Kim Sam Soon, My Name is Kim Sam Soon Episode 4 How does one heal a broken heart, exactly? I do not know. Once upon a time, I played DotA for 12 hours straight just so I could forget, go home, and go…
Birthday Wishlist 2010
Just in case you forgot, my birthday is on April 28. I'm turning 28. Horrors! Or not... Well, here's my birthday wishlist for 2010. Samsung Corby. I need a new mobile phone with the same features as my N82. Or an iPhone. Or a Blackberry. Masabi lang. :P Video camera. I want one. For vlogging purposes. Kikay Accessories. Cosmetics. I need a primer from Skin Food, Maybelline Clear Smooth BB Cream, Maybelline Eye Make Up Remover, Mineral Blush On (ELF or Maybelline). A mini-ref. I need one for my room. Tankini. Summer is almost here. :-& Oven. Kitchen Aid mixer. Knife set. Kitchen stuff. Trip for two (or more) to Boracay, Palawan, or Batanes. There's a lot more I would like to have. But for now, these are what I want for my birthday. :)
To the One Who Broke My Heart
Dear you, It's been a year since I chose to break down my "force field" and let you into my life. A year since I chose to silence my nagging brain and listen to my stupid heart instead. A year since I chose to love you and let myself be hurt. You broke my heart, and in a way, my spirit. Insecurities re-surfaced and I was brought back to the reality that no matter how great a person I try to be, not even when I try my best to please people, I cannot force them to choose me or love me. My pride was hurt. And I felt challenged. So I chose to stick it out. Hoping that maybe this time, I will what I deserve. That maybe being the better choice, the better person will pay off. But alas! Like how most of my life has been, I didn't get what I think I deserve. No matter how hard I tried to be good, to be better, you didn't choose me. It took me a long time to let go. And I must admit there's still a part of me that won't let go. I have moved on,…
An Open Letter to the One Who Loves My Friend
This one is for the guy who has finally captured the heart of my fab friend Kring aka FunnySexy... Dear you, It is quite obvious that Kring has fallen in love with you. I have not yet. This is a warning my dear boy... A lot of people love Kring dearly and I am one of those people. So please do take care of her and do not make her cry. Else you will suffer the wrath of throngs and I mean throngs of people including her family, relatives, friends, blog readers, and fangirls. Kring is a fabulous, nice, talented, beautiful person and she deserves to be happy. Make her happy. Take care of her and love her sincerely and faithfully. Do not add to her stress. Inspire her to help her become the most kick-ass person she can be. Otherwise... JOGULE! (Yes, I know a bit of Koryan... and a whole lot of Tae Kwan Do!) I am watching you. Yours truly, Ria Jose Photo courtesy of Chatee Lara.
36 Hours
The past few years, I tend to either get bored out of brains or do crazy things on Holy Week. This year, as with last year, I did a crazy thing: stay awake and active for 38 hours. What started out as a simple get together with our poker friends ended up as a saga of stamina, strength, and willpower. I woke up 3 pm Thursday and started preparing to go out with my friend for the planned 4 pm meet-up. I got to sleep at 5 am of Saturday. What happened within those 36 hours of being together was nothing short of Big Brother-ish. Some of us went home for an hour or so to take a bath and change clothes. Some were not around for more than half a day. But most of us were just there, with each other. There were around 10 or so guys in the group, but only two of us girls. Most of us are in the same age group, late twenties to early thirties. And there were several points when I asked myself "How did I get to this point in my life and how did I even get to be friends…
No Fried Chicken this April
After much success with No Softdrinks in February and No Rice in March, I am eating no fried chicken this April. I just realized how much fried chicken I eat. :-& It's not healthy at all. I think I eat at Jollibee or McDonald's at least twice a week. And I usually order 2 pieces of fried chicken. Sorry na. Add to that the occasional meals at Sunburst, Papa Ching's, Yellow Fin, and other local restaurants that serve yummy greaseless fried chicken. So for the month of April, I am not eating any fried chicken. Wish me luck! :)