I Miss You... I do

If I were to base everything from what this feeling tells me and not of what you've done to me, I would probably say I miss you and I do love you. I don't blame the whole thing to you if that's what you are trying to ask me ever since we started talking again. I know I've done something as well that somehow created the spark to bid each other goodbyes, so it's absurd to ever think it was all your fault.

Since that we are constantly talking to each other again, although we basically started online and we end it all up online too, seeing you again in person would be harmless but somehow I wouldn't deny the eagerness to hug you. No doubt, there are some other things running through my head like we were supposed to get married this year, and we are both aware that the relationship has risen up to another level. A mature people agreed in actions and in words that this is gonna be it, talking relentlessly and without limits whatever this mind and mouth can think and say about. You know what I mean when I say this, but again if I go back to reality, seeing you again would somehow bring me back to those talks of sweetness and passion. I do not guarantee I would keep my distance away from you for I've yearned for your embrace as well but we both know that before the embrace would happen, we've both decided to end the line or cut the thread of what we call love.

Those lovely thoughts and feelings are all gonna be lined up in the memory lane and with the plans to get old together are somehow glimpse that in life, we will be in someone else's arms. If tide would be change and global warming would decrease, these hurting hearts and burning emotions of anger would subside and maybe, and maybe we might go back to each others arms.

For know, I couldn't answer that. I don't know if I am ready or I don't know if the love will cover all the hurt I have felt when you left and when you've kept things from me. In which, I totally believe as a lie.

Trip to the Cemetery

We went to the cemetery last July 13. It was time to time to visit Grandma's and my own mother's grave. Took a shot at how a Filipino cemetery looked like.

If you are in an average family in the Philippines, you might be lucky to be buried decently like this picture.

My Grandmother died of age. She stopped breathing and was basically ill and bed ridden for sometime before she left us. I get my brat attitude from her, I guess. I just don't want to listen. As for my mother, she died in Taiwan. I always thought there was a foul play on her death. But because I was young, I never dared to asked.
For families who have real good green, they build a small house to cater their dead families. I always find this one creepy. I was hoping to get something walking wearing white when I took this picture.

And this is what I call apartment type of cemetery. My younger brother who died as a baby was buried here. Will do dig him up when I will have enough to pay for the expenses.

A New Beginning

Horizons never seemed to end
bridges to pass are endless
Sunrise will soon be seen by these eyes
Eyes who cried for something worth loving

Who am I to stop and deny thy gifts to live life
What should I do to endure it's uncertainty
I am not looking for greatness
I am not longing for perfection

Sire, my happiness is all a wanderer's desire
Please thou bestow on me these wishes my heart make
Let thou partake life in such brevity
That thy life will be as what thou I shall be

Am BACK!!

I miss blogging. I'm writing more on paper than on my blog. I have totally neglected this and I will post three posts these weekend so expect it.

Thanks for dropping by. Don't forget to leave your comments, it'll help me to do better.

Whenever I See Your Smiling Face

Yep! It's a popular song from James Taylor. And it is in connection with my personal happiness.

M called in today. He's the one person making me smile since last April and May and until now. So I hope you like the song too.

Whenever I see your smiling face
I have to smile myself
Because I love you (Yes, I do)
And when you give me that pretty little pout
It turns me inside out
There's something about you, baby (I don't know)

(Chorus)
Isn't it amazing a man like me
Can feel this way
Tell me how much longer
It will grow stronger every day
Oh, how much longer

I thought I was in love
A couple of times before
With the girl next door
But that was long before I met you
Now I'm sure that I won't forget you
And I thank my lucky stars
That you are who you are
And not just another lovely lady
Sent down to break my heart

Isn't it amazing a man like me
Can feel this way
Tell me how much longer
It can grow stronger every day
How much longer

No one can tell me that I'm doing wrong today
Whenever I see you smile at me
No one can tell me that I'm doing wrong today
Whenever I see your smiling face my way
No one can tell me that I'm doing wrong today
No one can tell me that I'm doing wrong today

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Note: My real name is Princess Maye but everyone calls me......

Rainy Road Trip

It is supposed to be Sunday and I am supposed to be sleeping all day and watching TV but I got work to do. We, at MTC Academy, was invited to participate on a Jobs Fair at Digos City. We represented the ICT, Business and Medical Transcriptions and what are the jobs available for this sector. We love Digos because of it's yummy Rice Cake, Puto with Dinuguan and the Sotanghon.

As part of the marketing job that I am to do, I don't have a choice and since the only way to generate awareness and to continue the advocacy, even if it is Sunday I got to go there. I love to travel no matter how boring it is and for whatever is the purpose.

When we got to Digos, the weather seems to hate me and my boss, Wit Holganza, for it rained heavily and really not a good time for people to go to Jobs Fair. What we did, we bought handicrafts and green mangoes and of course, we hop in to the Agri Fair of the city to check on what's being displayed.

My Niece: Ashley Nicole

Boring Life of a Pretentious Lady

Pretending to have this and that would never get you anywhere. Well for some, temporarily they have attained such pedestal but they never stayed there long enough for others to notice them. What do I mean when I say noticed by others is that when you are really that high other people will not forget about you. It don't matter if you've done good or not what matters is when I say your name, others should remember who you are and how you look like.

Living a life of pretending you are someone when you go home and see yourself that you are not is such a big fucking LIE. It is far more better to live to the truth of what you are and what you have than to ever experience the big drop of popularity when one seems to notice and start investigating of who you are really. It'll be the hardest and very painful drop ever in your life.

Happiness is not about getting things in life, it is not about getting what you really want and not about getting all those money. It is more about what you can be to others and how others respond to who you are to you. If by chance you were true and then others won't noticed you today but soon appreciated your honestly as days went on, is the best to have happened to someone who's feet are always on the ground.

It is not easy to get attention and recognition for being honest. It is most likely to be the least of what is being seen by people but it is most likely will lead you to good people and a better life. For if by chance you've lived a lie then it is the worst thing ever and the very difficult thing to ever recover. I am not saying that you can no longer get back to number one, you can but you have to be willing to go through what you have just done. It is difficult to earn the trust back but it will be worth it for you might be earning more friends than ever.

It don't matter what you have, what matter is you're being true. It doesn't matter where you have been or what other changes are there in your life, what matter is that you were happy doing it and that when you go home you would see your self smiling and not thinking of what to lie tomorrow.