i was brave today. i went to katosan's home despite knowing he'll be there too.
it turned out fun though. i made my first onigiri, i was taught how to make an origami, i taught otousan and yuuchan how to play tong-its, we played bingo and volleyball...i surpised myself though...i remember being too bad at volleyball in highschool..i couldnt even get the ball on the other side of the net because my arms were too skinny...hmmm..but today was really fun.
i got presents too^^. katosan gave me a book by Joanna Trollope. i havent read her yet but the review at the back says, "at times funny, at others achingly sad, this book will cheer you and charm you." sounds like me. ^^ this should be interesting. and yuuchan gave me the book version of one of my most fave movies, Ima Ai Ni Yukimasu. i couldnt be any happier! but erRr...so some people actually read our end of term essays? hazukashii. :(
*sigh* i wish i were more me around someone i like. i am sometimes annoying myself because im still painfully shy around~~and i totally cant help being silent. *sigh* dou shiyou?
just a thought...why do japanese seem to think that the perfect guy should have a high income, high education, and tall? to be educated well is a plus but being tall with high income? does that even matter? youre not gonna like or marry someone because he is rich and tall. you dont even plan who you'd like. the feeling just comes without warning. i dont know...but somehow you just pick out someone from the crowd..and sometimes you dont even know why it has to be him.
as i remember it, when you ask a filipina what kind of guy she wishes to be with you'ld hardly hear her say he has to have a high income...education doesnt even come first but i guess thats an unwritten rule, he has to atleast be educated. usually its the inside thats important. someone really nice to her could easily melt her heart. he has to be mabait, and respects her. and even better if he's sweet. and he has to look good...but that is subjective. beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
i do fall for ordinary looking guys...guys who arent handsome in magazine or hollywood standard...only because they have a really nice sense of humor, or theyre intelligent...but i think the problem with me is that i often end up liking guys who looks more than just ordinary and who others seem to like too. when will i ever learn? i have to start learning to fall for someone possible. ordinary people like me should only fall for ordinary people as well.
*sigh* im still like a high school kid. i still cant look straight at him. *sigh* how will i ever get over myself?
note: i...u uhm...i have a shallow non-negotiable though. my someone has to be taller than me. Gawwd..im short already..if he's even shorter than me, im sure its either he's aged 1~13 or he's a midget. kowai. :(
so now i wont ask you to tell me what happened since i've read it...
see, the day isn't bad, but what happened between you two? you just stared at him the whole day? or was he involved in the activities you mentioned? and please don't say that you're "ordinary", as i remember, you are like, the smartest girl in school, the whole school! and that is NOT ordinary.thats exceptional! and you being smart is an understatement.
and on the "my kind of guy" subject, women in other countries prefer rich and tall because of stability issues. if the guy is rich, the gal is stable. we filipinos are poetic and emotional thats why most women here prefer the ones they love, whereas women in other countries are more practical...just my 2 cents.
knight
(feeling joe d' mango)
By Anonymous, at 12:26 AM
p.s. we were classmates in high school ;) and forgive my poor english :(
By Anonymous, at 12:32 AM
yeah...filipinas are hopelessly romantic that its almost annoying we are. but i object...i am soo not the smartest girl in school...if theres someone who should know shes not that smart, it should be me..and i know im not. im just ordinary. period.
and when does practicality/stability and being in-love ever became substitutes?
youre right, some people do marry not so much because theyre in-love but because they see themselves being stable with the guy. but how sad can that be? its like marrying a bank account. no feelings involved.
how can someone be happy in her lifetime if she did marry only for money and practicality? being stable shouldnt be an issue. you can both work on that when youre already together. diba?
maybe im just weird but i actually dont like rich guys. they usually have huge heads...and parents who probably dont want to see their kid's gf to be climbing trees...in some random park. and since they almost often dont work hard to get what they want...they have much to learn about sacrifice.
then again maybe im just stereotyping them..which is bad. i shouldnt judge them by what they seem.
Where did you find it? Interesting read just the fax discover platinum card with cashback allergic reaction to fruit itching Auto inc insurance specialist Conveyor washer ferrous sulfate allergy allergic reation for augmacil xpress rx vicodin es 7.5750 fedex.com http://www.domain-name-0.info/Allergy.html Jack black - fuck her gently
By Anonymous, at 11:07 AM
(hehehehe...in random order...^_^)
(hehehehe...in random order...^_^)
How to make a Falling Star |
Ingredients: 1/2 cup of naivety 3/4 cup of laughter 1/4 cup & 1 tsp. of insecurity |
Method: Combine in a tall glass half filled with crushed ice. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of sadness. Sprinkle a bit of craziness (it's not complete without that!). Serve chilled with a smile. And recently, i discovered that if you add a pinch of faith, it'll be a lot better. Yum!*Do not overindulge!* |
When i lost you, I was the one who loved you most, but between us you lost more. For someday I can love someone the way that i loved you but you will never be loved again the way that i did...
everything happens for a reason, nothing happens by chance or by means of good luck. illness, injury, failures, love lost, memories of true greatness and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of one's soul. without the small tests, whatever they may be, life would be like a smoothly paved straight flat road to nowhere. it would be safe and comfortable but uttery pointless...
do not undermine your worth by comparing yourself with others, it is because we are different that each of us is special...
do not let your life slip through your fingers by living in the past or for the future. by living your life, one day at a time, you live all the days of your life...
do not be afraid to encounter risks, it is by taking risks that we learn how to be brave...
do not run through life so fast that you forget, not only where you have been, but also where you are going...
Humankind get bored with childhood, they rush to grow up, and then long to be children again...
We cannot make anyone love us. All we can do is let ourselves be loved.
"If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive." - Eleonora Duse
"This is courage...to bear unflinchingly what heaven sends." - Euripedes
"Hope is faith holding out its hand in the dark." - George Iles
The hardest thing to do is to watch someone you love, love someone else.
Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, then its not the end.
Nobody is perfect until you fall in love with them.
Men are not worthy of precious tears, they just make us look terrible...
Its amazing the things you realize when you lose someone; you get mad at yourself for not saying the things you could've a million times, you take for grantd the days doing nothing when you could have been with them. anyone can be taken at anytime in our lives, but we always wait until theyre gone to say the things we never had the courage to before
Watching you walk out of my life hasn't made me bitter or cynical about love, but rather, it has shown me that if i wanted so badly to be with the wrong person, how beautiful it will be when the right one comes along...
in the movie "in the mood for love," if someone had a secret they didnt want to share, they go up to a mountain, find a tree, carve a hole in it and whisper the secret into the hole...then they cover it with mud, leaving the secret there forever...
this is my hole...