SO THIS IS WHAT THEY CALL MAGIC?

Either one second, one minute, one hour, one day, one month, one year, it doesn’t matter though, what really counts is what is inside that span of time. It doesn’t matter how short or long you’ve known each other or you’ve been together. IT’S NOT THE QUANTITY OF TIME, IT’S THE QUALITY OF TIME. Some couple have been together for years and years but in the end, they still end up on one thing, break up. Others are just together for months but end up happy together forever. What counts in a real relationship is not how long you’ve been together rather how much you’ve been together. After all, monthsaries and anniversaries are all just made up of numbers. Some couple there have experienced a lot of anniversaries but the word unfaithfulness and disloyalty is in between. 

EVERYTIME WITH HIM. ♥

Everytime with him feels like the first time. He never fails to make my heart skip a beat. ♥ ♥ ♥ His eyes, his smile, his visage, and everything about him. He never fails to make me weak enough to be lock up by his arms. There, I feel so much secure as if no one could ever hurt me again. I don’t know what this thing is yet but I hope it may turn out into something worthy. Thank you for making me believe in fairytales again. I just hope this time, happy ever after will exist.

Bear with me. =))

I never want this feeling to fade. I still don’t know what is this something between us but I’m hoping it will go into something deeper. I don’t think I can handle to have another effin’ love story again. Lol. Oh well, right now, all I want to do is to cherish every moment with him. I know there will come a time that even we don’t want to, fate will bring us apart. I just hope that it ill also bring back us together, at the right time, right place and the right reason. I always makes myself ready on all the probabilities that might happen. Good or bad, together or apart. I’d like to make myself believe that fairytales really do happen on real life. Like a damsel in distress rescued by a handsome prince charming or a lonely princess who had a broken heart then me a prince who loved her unconditionally. Please fate, destiny, serendipity! Bear with me. ;)

Meeting him was my favorite accident

HERE’S THE STORY. ONCE UPON A TIME, I MET HIM AND WE’LL LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER. I GUESS?

Meeting him was my favorite accident happened to me and until now; I’m enjoying the most pleasurable injury I’ve ever had. Yes, it was an accident or rather I should call it an unexpected and sweetest incident I could ever imagine. I though it’s just another typical day not until he was introduced to me at that moment I never really imagine that we may come this far. The only thing inside my head then was just to take exams, go back to school to attend class or just go to a mall with my friend. He never really crossed my mind again after seeing him. Pft. Another day is here, I checked my facebook via facebook0 from my network provider. (It’s free facebook app from sun cellular for those who’s not familiar with it) One thing I complain about this free facebook app is that it doesn’t shop any picture that’s why I can’t see the faces of those people who adds me or send me messages. Tsk! Okaaaay. Back to the real topic, sorry for additional complains. Lol. As I browsed my facebook messages, I saw a new one. It’s from someone named ****** ********. The name I do not know so I just ignored his message. I don’t have any class yet and I’m way too bored. Luckily, our school provides free internet surfing for those students who doesn’t have anything to do. You can check your online accounts except for YouTube and other websites, which I think you already know what. Duh? Obviously it’s a catholic school, you know what kind of website is not allowed. Oh well, I’m starting to write as if I‘m doing my wattpad story I almost forgot it’s my blog. Loljk :* Okay, continue… I checked on my facebook messages and I saw that message I browse earlier coming from that stranger, oh wait. His picture is kind’a familiar. Browse pics, browse then browse and browse agan. Viola! I knew it’s him. HAHAHA. How come I did not recognize him on the first look? Lol. It was him, he was my friend’s friend (yah! sounds asdfghjkl.) the one I met a couple of days ago. Since I have nothing to do, I decided to reply on him message after all; he is a friend of my friend, what harm it may bring. Pffft! He’s still online so we keep on chatting. He’s funny and I enjoyed our conversations we talked on things, a lot of things but he said goodbye coz. he need to attend his class already. Okaaaaaaay -__- I have no one to chat to or even text to, poor me. But after he said his real goodbye, he asked for my number, I don’t know what to feel then, it’s like something inside me gets louder, okaaay. It’s my heartbeat. I don’t know what might happen next but I gave him my digits. Unfortunately, he’s a smart user. I don’t have extra load to text him. I have my smart phone but I use it rarely. I asked him to have a sun cellular sim but it was only just a joke. I had a big smile on my face because he said he would buy one. Geeeez! Me is kinikilig. Lol. At that time, I don’t have any idea about him. I don’t know anything about him. -___- an unregistered suncell number texted me. I really hoped it’s him, and what more could you expect, It’s really him :) from there, I never imagined we’ll go far. Nice meeting you! My knight in shining armor. =))

SO THERE'S THIS GUY...

KAKAININ KO ATA LAHAT NG SINABI KO A. :’)

Take a break. Have a kitkat.;) Loljk. Don’t know how to begin this new entry on my blog. I know I’ve done so many blog posts but I believe this one is different. Uhm? Not literally different because maybe for others, it’s just a new random post made up of pure drama of this so called love life which I wished I have HAHA! or it’s just another typical love story which may just fall into two places, either a tear or a smile. I swore it’s a completely different story from these older posts I had. Just like what I said in my last entry almost two months ago, I think I really did moved on :) I believe it’s a good news right? Uhm. I just came up to realize that it is not that hard to forget him, after all, I just met him in just a couple of monthssss ago. Let me quote what I said in one of my previous post “I’m just inlove by the idea of being inlove.” Yeah right dear! It’s all in my mind. it’s just like that I woke up one day wanting to start a new life, without him. I really bet I can do it. Duh? Though I really learned to love him, I think it’s too much to spend all of my time just thinking where did I go wrong to make him do that ‘thing’ to me, hm. I guess you just don’t need to know what that ‘thing’ I’m talking about. Lol. All I can say is whatever that thing is, it’s way too painful to make me realize that HE’S NOT WORTH IT. Am I sounding too much rude right now? I hope he won’t read this. *fingerscrossed* Coz. if he does, -__- Dedz! Lol. HAHA. I guess this is way too much as an introduction? I think I just have to leave it this way and maybe I’ll just start a new post for what’s supposed to be in here. Dramaramaaaa! Bear with me. I’m happy!  If you’re my friend, just go on and laugh, I know you know what I’ve been through and I thank you for that. Hohohoho >:’) Atlast. I can smile without faking it. Thanks to one person. Hey! You know who you are. :”””>

SAY GOODBYE TO PRINCE CHARMING. =))

Sometimes, girls need to give up on Prince Charming, look somewhere beneath and just notice that one perfectly good squire climbing the tower. He's the one who's actually doing something. Why don’t take a chance and be with him? :’)

We keep on looking and looking and searching for that prince charming every girl is dreaming of. We always makes fantasy things we want to happen on us. Ideal man. I deal date. Ideal relationship. Ideal everything. We stand there, look around for those handsome boys wishing they’re ours. Turning our heads from left to right noticing that one hot boy passed us and made us drool. We keep on talking and talking about our dream guy, tall dark and handsome. A prince charming indeed. But what if there’s someone who really loves us. An average typical not so popular guy. A loyal squire indeed. Would you take a risk to give up on your handsome prince charming and be with that one loyal squire who’s actually doing everything just to get your attention? I bet not every girl can. I, myself once dreamt to have my own prince charming. What I want on a guy is tall, moreno, chinito, sporty, dancer, guitarist, intelligent, honest, loyal, sweet, understanding, matured. In short, Non-existing boyfriend. Lol. From there, I made up my mind and came to realize that happy endings does not exists on real life because in reality, true love doesn’t have a happy ending because it simply doesn’t end. TAKE A CHANCE. LOOK SOMEWHERE. WHO KNOWS, MAYBE HE’S JUST RIGHT BESIDE YOU. YOU JUST NEED TO OPEN YOUR HEART AND MIND. STOP STICKING TO EVERY GIRLS STATUS QUO. ;)

CINDERELLA TURNS OUT BEING GRAZILDA.

All this time I thought I was CINDERELLA but it turns out I was only just GRAZILDA after all. I made myself believe that I was really the princess of my prince’s story. From a distance, I never fail to think about him, to text him and to check on him and all that time I really thought he still feels the same way too. Yes, we had an agreement that if either one of us found someone while were apart, we better tell it and be open with each other to it. We also both agreed to accept it because I believe that’s what love means. Selflessness. Letting go, setting free. But I guess life is really just unfair sometimes, I never had a single idea till one night, I read and browsed his online accounts, I was shocked, surprise, upset and all the other synonyms fits these words. He’s not yet with somebody but he’s trying to get somebody while still trying to make me believe as if I’m his only girl. We ended things and while we are exchanging sad and teary conversations, I tried to open his online account and at the same time we are texting, he is also flirting with her. Damn fool. I never imagined it would hurt this much. The moment I read their conversations, I felt very weak. I can’t feel my body anymore. I just want to shut down my heart at that moment. I can’t do anything but cry. My heart broke into pieces and no one was there to catch it. It fell on the ground together with a promise to myself, “I will never entrust my heart to a man like him again or even any other man. I promise to be back at my old self, a none worried girl, happy go lucky, feelings breaker, one moment in love and one moment gone.” I think it’s better to be this way. Because in the game of love, the one who falls first is the loser. I never want to be the loser anymore.