tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72582687028364013812024-03-14T17:29:07.972+08:00SUNNY SIDE UPNOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.comBlogger91125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-10521120904574039082014-11-04T21:51:00.001+08:002014-11-04T22:50:09.168+08:00Wind-Up
“I don’t know how to start this,” he said. I wanted to help him, but I couldn't.
I have no clue what’s been going on his mind for months now. All we've had were dry exchanges of hi’s and hello’s. But on that day, I know the words he’ll be uttering in a few minutes. I've heard them before. I've uttered them before. I remember the way it will feel but I can never be prepared for it. I NOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-84498477110333566082014-03-16T20:43:00.001+08:002014-03-16T20:43:21.069+08:00Hit me with your best shotI was 19 when someone said he liked me. I wasn’t really sure what that meant. I know I’m ugly, I’m awkward, I don’t have cool friends. I’m not one of the boys who get entangled in the scandalous, repressed, messy, and romantic gay dating scene in college. I’m not even a wallflower. Wallflowers attend parties. I’m not even invited to any.
I was so used to hearing how two guys met, dated, hooked NOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-34126846925378348692014-03-14T10:19:00.001+08:002014-03-14T10:19:35.268+08:00Goodbye, my princeIt's been more than three months since we broke up, and although I do not subscribe to that 3-month rule shit, I think it has given us enough time to think - enough time to contemplate about what we need and what we merely want, what we can't live with anymore and what we can't live without. What makes us happy. No more breathing underwater. At least for me, I can stop holding my breath.
But I NOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-18957641148930719462014-03-09T21:21:00.001+08:002014-03-09T21:21:52.911+08:00How to reply to an exBearing a wounded heart (and ego) after a breakup is one of the worst tragedies a human being is ever entitled to experience in his lifetime. And inevitably, there will be an instance wherein the erring ex-partner will try to check up on you that will make the pain worse. They might try to continue the communication through text/pm/dm/email/comments. See sample below:
"Hi. Kamusta? Feel better? NOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-158563800072897512014-01-17T13:14:00.002+08:002014-01-17T13:20:40.041+08:00Temporary blog while I'm still grieving. Er, bitter.
http://mymovingonstory.blogspot.com/2014/01/enter-drama.htmlNOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-67463335565944266202013-12-09T19:27:00.001+08:002013-12-09T19:32:47.532+08:00Goodbye for nowToo many memories in this blog. I will write again, but not here.
I promise to be back. To be what I was before, if not better. But not today. Please give me time.
For now, every word, every promise, and every song reels me back to the days when I still knew him. The days when I knew we'll be together till the end.
It's all but a memory now.
And it's killing me.
I know I'll get through this.NOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-24358358618710707882013-12-04T13:06:00.001+08:002013-12-04T13:06:28.338+08:00Hey you"I'm not ashamed to admit
I really hurt inside
After all these are my feelings,
Why should I make them hide?
But I won't hold you back,
There'll be no pulling on your sleeve
Just let me down easy,
And go softly when you leave."posted from BloggeroidNOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-30190158854020619522013-08-06T08:13:00.001+08:002013-08-06T08:13:31.821+08:00Testposted from BloggeroidNOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com2Mandaluyong City, Metro Manila, Philippines14.582368850708008 121.05756378173828tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-65201311624899480792013-04-14T23:56:00.005+08:002013-04-14T23:56:38.917+08:00Hello?Tao po.
Just checking kung buhay pa ang blog ko.
#char
NOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-22665442149557236012012-04-04T15:52:00.002+08:002012-04-04T16:07:39.609+08:00My Holy Week VacationOffice work plus job-hunting and all its drama drained all energy and creative juice in me in the past months. I became the employee who’s waiting for play slips to arrive so he can pay his bills. I lost all motivation and consciously failed to meet my deadlines. But that’s another story. It is good then that summer has arrived to save me from all the negative vibes surrounding me in the office.
NOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-33586664523207600692011-12-16T12:57:00.001+08:002011-12-16T13:02:34.764+08:00You and I
YOU AND I
Eddie Rabbitt and Crystal Gayle
Just you and I
Sharing our love together
And I know in time
We'll build the dreams we treasure
And we'll be all right, just you and I
Just you and I
Sharing our love together
And I know in time
We'll build the dreams we treasure
We'll be all right, just you and I
And I remember our first embrace
That smile that was on your face
The NOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-13597310909208942402011-12-15T23:38:00.003+08:002011-12-15T23:42:07.009+08:00Sadness is a passive emotionSadness is a passive emotion. It comes out of nowhere and slithers through your system on a fine December day, piercing and abrupt. It covers you like a blanket until it’s too late to escape its grasp. You will try to resist, find a distraction to consume your thoughts. However, your efforts will all be in vain. Everything you do, watching TV, filing office documents, taking a morning bath, NOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-51760736760318271442011-11-13T22:21:00.000+08:002011-11-13T22:21:01.745+08:00C for Mom
i.
It was a hot and lazy afternoon right after my schedule as a BPO slave in one of those call centers in Alabang. I was too tired to speak. Too tired to eat. Too tired to sleep. But never too tired to flip over that stack of porn under the bed sheets. I was about to do what boys do when I heard footsteps outside my room and someone rushed inside.
It was mom.
She was crying.
She said NOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-76581397762575959972011-10-31T21:37:00.007+08:002011-10-31T22:12:40.306+08:00Happy Halloween!
Sira si azi, ang aking lappy. Am not in the mood to write. I feel guilty for not being able to update my blog these past few days. Got really, REALLY busy with work. And get-togethers with friends.
But since Halloween is my favorite holiday, I will relish this occasion with a smile and a whole lot of lard on my face.
Happy Halloween, everyone! Let the witching hour begin!
NOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-90329018023019536372011-09-15T17:32:00.000+08:002011-09-15T17:32:55.590+08:00You are the reason why...You are the reason why...
THE REASON WHY
John Farnham
What did I doBefore the day I set my eyes on you?Spending my timeJust working at the things I had to do
And then I saw your faceI was captured heart and soulYou gave me so much more
You're the reason whyI listen in the nightAnd steal the softest kissesWhile you sleep
You're the reason whyTears will fill my eyesJust looking at a NOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-10092464291090605942011-09-07T23:34:00.004+08:002011-09-08T08:47:49.392+08:00You won’t find Love in MalateYou won’t find Love in Malate, or in any place that reeks of sex, booze, and dark spot concealers. He won’t be leaning against the wall in his usual nonchalant self, looking at you with warmth and yearning. He won’t give you scotch on the rocks and won’t utter the wittiest of pickup lines. He’s not gonna be there to take your hand and whisk you away from the dance floor. He won’t give you the NOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-71791467486886245292011-09-07T10:24:00.000+08:002011-09-07T10:24:21.165+08:00Dear SG bloggersDear SG peeps/bloggers:
May alam kayong room for rent near beach road?
Thanks,
NoxNOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-61391858515586706252011-08-31T21:43:00.000+08:002011-08-31T21:43:16.253+08:00Thank you Daddy :)Love you! Matulog ka maaga today. Baka umatake na naman migraine mo...
I'll hug Teddy for tonight. Maha-hug mo din sya this November.
And thank you for this. Mwah!
NOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-90807768436229486012011-08-29T12:57:00.000+08:002011-08-29T12:57:59.409+08:00Happy Second Monthsary!Dad, eto yung sinasabi kong nakakamatay sa cute. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! :))
Happy 2nd (sa 30)! I love you!
NOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-49584907256432502052011-08-18T12:38:00.001+08:002011-09-27T10:55:28.288+08:00Ang PaghihiwalayUnti-unting ibinaba ni Ronald ang tasa ng kape na kanina pa tangan-tangan at pagkatapos ay inilapag sa bangkong kinauupuan. Kanina pa ito walang laman ngunit tila nasanay na ang kanyang palad na may hawak na inumin.
Napatingin sya sa silid. Napakaraming kalat na kailangang ligpitin. Mayroong mga plastik ng pinagkainan at patong-patong na plato at mga kubiyertos sa mesa. Ang mga pinagbalatan ngNOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-20593088591888693642011-08-08T08:41:00.002+08:002011-08-08T18:37:05.170+08:00Quote of the Day
Blogspot is the new PR. - Nishiboy
NOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-6568877392522720232011-08-05T09:43:00.001+08:002011-08-05T09:46:19.510+08:00Blogger meet up tonight
Attention to all bloggers: Let's have coffee tonight. Krispy Kreme. Glorietta 4. 7pm.
Let's cheer Yasmin Kurdi up :)
Let me know kung sasama kayo. Ipapasara natin yung venue pag marami tayo masyado. Haha!NOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-31464714141529860542011-08-03T08:24:00.001+08:002011-08-03T11:11:14.056+08:00Random RantPlease let me rant today. Bihira lang naman 'to.
ANG KAPAL NG MUKHA MONG WALANGHIYA KA!
Pagkatapos mo bastusin ang FB ng pinsan kong namatay at alipustahin ang pagkatao ko, may apog ka pang kontakin ang kaibigan ko???
Ibang klase ang pagkakagawa sayo. Mas matibay pa sa tupperware at orocan.
Wag ka magkakamali pumunta sa Cavite, walanghiya ka. Ipapatumba kita.
Hayun, okay na ko. NOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-81639694777319830872011-07-29T17:13:00.001+08:002011-08-03T17:15:42.793+08:00Why I Love You No. 4NOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258268702836401381.post-8307483243741515712011-07-28T17:22:00.000+08:002011-07-28T17:22:12.067+08:00Why I Love You No. 3NOXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15373206612066643468noreply@blogger.com6