my deepest thoughts

2013-09-02T06:00:00.000-07:00

8;45 pm
September 2, 2013

I was reviewing my blog, rereading my post, and trying to spot some grammatical errors or run on sentences. (funny face)

I always say as a young kid that I want to/ will create my own fairy tale and love story.

I don't exactly know howto start writing this, but ill give my best shot.

It was one ordinary day for me and for the rest of the students in our university, it was ten in the morning, a hot and sunny day. It was my third class of the day, I think it was my third, not so sure. We entered the room silently as if anticipating for the presence of an unknown creature, walking in almost tiptoe and walking very silently.

At the far end of the room there was a boy, wearing dark glasses and staring at an empty space, his mind is floating somewhere out of the blue.

That boy became my constant debate opponent in that said class, until we become friends and become lovers at the end of the term.

(to be continued)

The essentials of a happy life

2013-09-02T05:32:00.001-07:00

I don't want to say something that I will regret someday,

I don't,

want to sleep over a quarrel

want to start saying anything bad (bad mouthing)

want to start lying

I want to,

forgive ( always, that is life, we get to be wronged one way or another, forgive anyways)

trust (a very essential ingredient to have a happy and joyful living)

believe ( a character everyone should possess to see things in a positive light without doubt and hatred)

The Adventures of yesterday

2013-07-29T22:08:00.000-07:00

phew...

Yesterday was a mixture of fun and adventure.

First, I cant go to my sisters house if i cant pay her my dues.
Second, I received my money at around one o'clock, and she gave me five hundred in return. (happy)
Third, we bought coffee at Zimbali and landed to Greenwich for a pizza and spaghetti.
Fourth, we took our law exam. It was very easy, even a fourth grade can answer it.

That's all for today.

XOXo

my deepest thoughts: There is so Much to Remember

2013-02-11T04:26:00.001-08:00

my deepest thoughts: There is so Much to Remember: Out of the blue, while staring at the empty ceiling of my sister's pad I remembered " the Valencia trip". This trip happens three years ag...

the eye liner effect- at mc do.

2013-02-11T00:55:00.000-08:00

Right after class i hurried home and change clothes.

flats, shorts and checkered top. comfy enough for me.

my long loyal monkey business partners/ friends are waiting for me. - MC Donald.

today, we will be talking about this website for writers and yes as a money making species we are anticipating income. I do this for passion, fun and living. So far i don't have any negative comments about anything.

one of my friend notices my eye liner, he said i look nice and i replied "so are you". This is all for the day.

my deepest thoughts: One Humid evening.

2013-02-07T16:19:00.001-08:00

my deepest thoughts: One Humid evening.: It started great. I woke up at exactly 6 am. 4 missed calls. then, i smile. He knows how to make my day (harharhar), at the back of ...

One Humid evening.

2013-02-07T16:17:00.002-08:00

It started great.

I woke up at exactly 6 am.

4 missed calls.

then, i smile.

He knows how to make my day (harharhar), at the back of my mind, I'm really looking forward to have a cup of coffee with him, talk some silly things, share ideas, argue about something and make a plan of the day.

Its February 8, a date we should remember.

hmmmmmmm.. I wonder what awaits for me in the coming hours, actually I'm really expecting for something special to happen, some corny moments of course - as always.

just like this,

I remember it was an ordinary day, supposedly,but it turned out to be "quite special".

The evening was humid, and the people are not that nice at all, blame it to the weather that day, I understand.

He asked me for a walk in the park, i said yes to set his mood too. After three happy rounds in the park, he drags me towards the grass, he laid a blanket on the ground, we watched the heavens as the clouds played in the sky, changing shape from a bear to flower, form a flower to a number. _such a childish act, however, makes me feel happy, very happy.

plus, a lovely music to compliment the night. (smiley)

see how a simple gesture changes everything? I hope happy things will last forever, and if not, at least its a good stuff to add to my "happy moments".

my deepest thoughts: The popping idea.

2013-02-07T07:31:00.001-08:00

my deepest thoughts: The popping idea.: Time check its 11:15 pm. And I'm not tired, nor sleepy nor weary. Just done looking through my cousins latest photo form there Guimaras ...

The popping idea.

2013-02-07T07:28:00.002-08:00

Time check its 11:15 pm.

And I'm not tired, nor sleepy nor weary.

Just done looking through my cousins latest photo form there Guimaras escapade, I'm sure as hell I wanted to be there and join them (unfortunately I'm at the opposite side of Negros island).

I am not a sentimental being, but, here i am, sitting in front of my sisters laptop and writing my thoughts down, one by one, again and again.

Out of no where a sudden idea pops out of my head. I want to write his(my bf) life's experiences, in chapters.

As he relate to me everything he's been through, I don't know how or what to react, its either to cry, to give a hearty laugh or frown. With such a young soul he was wretched to pieces to help keep sustain their family's financial needs.

He was partly sorry, happy, sad, thankful and angry.

I hope someday, I could write it down for him and the whole world to know how good he is/was.

my deepest thoughts: my deepest thoughts: Over the sky_ overwhelm

2013-02-05T05:47:00.001-08:00

my deepest thoughts: my deepest thoughts: Over the sky_ overwhelm: my deepest thoughts: Over the sky_ overwhelm : Brewed coffee and club sandwich. Over looking the sea, wanting to touch the sky, browsing the...

The wide french window (part 2)

2013-02-05T05:46:00.002-08:00

Last night was another fairy tale.

Two bottles of alcohol, cold and bitter sweet.

The wide french window - witness of our exchange of words of laughter, love and sadness.

The night was fine, serene. The stars twinkle with extra shine, I never thought that his simple words would make so much difference (in me).

he says:

enjoy life, loosen up a bit, this is a little bit of heaven in here.

with twinkling eyes he mumbles: you bother yourself so much, sometimes i am affected by it too.

then i smile,

yeah right. life in the lime light is sometimes fake, it looks perfect from afar, only from afar.

out of the blue he mumbles: I was totally taken aback by his words

I will go back to school next semester. (woah, this is something i really would call a big surprise)

* everymomentwithyouisalittlebitofheaven* (black market boy)

my deepest thoughts: Over the sky_ overwhelm

2013-02-05T04:57:00.001-08:00

my deepest thoughts: Over the sky_ overwhelm: Brewed coffee and club sandwich. Over looking the sea, wanting to touch the sky, browsing the net searching for something informative to bu...

Over the sky_ overwhelm

2013-02-04T01:26:00.000-08:00

Brewed coffee and club sandwich. Over looking the sea, wanting to touch the sky, browsing the net searching for something informative to busy myself into. Now the sky is turning gray leaving the sky almost gloomy.

The horizon fades slowly, inch by inch making way to darkness. Welcoming a silent and serene evening.

I want to catch the sunset, and unveil the secret of the west.

I am standing in the highest building of the city.

Watching the heavens turn black.

my deepest thoughts: The french window

2013-02-01T04:04:00.001-08:00

my deepest thoughts: The french window: We sat in his bed, near the wide french window, staring into the vast heavens, watching the stars glistens, and the clouds shift shape. Th...

The french window

2013-02-01T04:01:00.001-08:00

We sat in his bed, near the wide french window, staring into the vast heavens, watching the stars glistens, and the clouds shift shape.

There is nothing more we could wish for at the moment. Everything seems to fall into the right place, all is well, all is simple, beautiful and comforting.

my deepest thoughts: Vanity

2013-01-26T20:27:00.001-08:00

my deepest thoughts: Vanity: Color my nails Moisturize my skin foot massage Go jogging Drink coffee Wax unwanted hair in my body I wanna do all this in random, bu...

Vanity

2013-01-26T20:25:00.000-08:00

Color my nails
Moisturize my skin
foot massage
Go jogging
Drink coffee
Wax unwanted hair in my body

I wanna do all this in random, but. when?

God grant me the time, the money , the weather and the mood to do all this at once.

my deepest thoughts: Ready, set, blog it!

2013-01-25T03:08:00.001-08:00

my deepest thoughts: Ready, set, blog it!: Despite the very fact that i hate waking up early in the morning and eating breakfast alone, my day has been great, and sweet. (smile) to ...

Ready, set, blog it!

2013-01-25T03:07:00.000-08:00

Despite the very fact that i hate waking up early in the morning and eating breakfast alone, my day has been great, and sweet. (smile)

to start with,

wearing my three inches high heels makes me feel like a superstar, walking daintily under the drizzling sky and tucking my untamed hair at the back of my ear.

and lipstick is my favorite tool of the day.

I had coffee with Theresa, my classmate. We've been hanging out with each other since the first day of the semester. and what i have expected as a "Hi - Hello were friends today not tomorrow" kind of friendship evolves into a " coffee buddy" kind of relationship. Quite nice. and i love it.

At exactly twelve o'clock I had lunch with my "ding" - we talked about allot of things, hmmm, i so like to be with him because we can talk about anything and everything under the sun, he makes me laugh, sometimes my tummy aches till i can hardly breathe because of laughter.

then, we had coffee somewhere, he orders cinnamon and i ordered vanilla latte, yum yum.

life is most exciting when we least expect things to be great. (wink)

love lots..

my deepest thoughts: Back to Blogging

2013-01-18T23:29:00.001-08:00

my deepest thoughts: Back to Blogging: Like after a decade of being very busy with a lot of things: school, my duties as a member of the student body, our online business and othe...

my deepest thoughts: When boredom strikes

2013-01-18T23:28:00.001-08:00

my deepest thoughts: When boredom strikes: I pause for a moment and think. I wasn't entirely into studying for the past years. I lost the appetite to study my lessons and take thing...

When boredom strikes

2013-01-12T03:02:00.002-08:00

I pause for a moment and think.

I wasn't entirely into studying for the past years. I lost the appetite to study my lessons and take things seriously. However, I was pushing myself to make the best out of my time in school.

I want to write as much as I want to read good books and spend my day in a coffee shop drinking good coffee with a few close friends. Sometimes I get too lost into reverie that i wanted to try all things that I've read in a few fiction books (it sounds silly) right? yeah,i know.

Sometimes when boredom strikes i ate all the sweets I can find in the streets or in whatever places i am in. Technically, I become too crazy myself that i cannot know what i wanted to do as of the moment. And the best thing to do? is to write all my thoughts down,and I go back to normal mode.

Just like exactly this one.. (hahahah)

while face-booking, i found this application in "Visayan Version". This really got me laughing for a few minutes. And, no more stress. (wink)

Back to Blogging

2013-01-05T06:38:00.002-08:00

Like after a decade of being very busy with a lot of things: school, my duties as a member of the student body, our online business and other important things that i should attend to.

At last here i am again, sitting in front of the computer and writing whatever that comes into my mind.
well, actually we have a new project to launch, a website, its funded by a businessman from Dumaguete City.

My writing skill shall be put to test once again. It has been a year or so since i left our school organization which i learned to write the right way (i think, not so sure about it). Its the official yearbook of our university where talented and creative students are given the chance to enhance their skills with added benefits of a full scholarship, i wont dig more on that.

Anyways,

Since the day I arrive in Dumaguete City i was really so eager to write my thoughts down one by one.

Still riding in the bus, i was day dreaming, wishing, planning, wondering, reminiscing and thinking. From then on, i am on a very high spirit. Everything seems to be interesting, i got curios about many things.. This and That..

Now i wonder how my almost two weeks Christmas vacation has brought me so much positive changes..

to you - sister (the superwoman)

2012-09-08T02:07:00.002-07:00

How do one describe a superwoman?

oops, i'm not talking about "wonder woman or Darna", ladies who are endowed with the power to lift heavy boulders and can rock down a building in a single blow.

well, we know that those two i have mentioned above only exists in books - for fun.

hmmm..

that superwoman's name is Winnette Bandoy Zhuang ( familiar? maybe to some)

she is more than a human to me.

At an early age, she chooses to wander abroad to contribute something to our family's pot.
being alone in a foreign place with no one to talk to and share moments of sadness is as difficult as solving
a trigonometric problem. As the eldest in the family she made the choice of extending her hand to us beyond anybody could ever define.

yes, she isn't perfect, and that's what makes everything in balance.

her gray area is;

colored pink! - she looses her temper, she fights whenever she needs to, she could say hurtful words too. But never to a point where it is pointless.

often, her patience and understanding gets on the way instead of anger.

instances when our my own problems becomes hers, when i cant stand things any longer.

she never left me when i'm down, she drinks tequila for me when i broke up with my 5 year boyfriend, while i cry my heart out in sadness.

she buys beautiful stuffs for me without me even asking for it.

and,

she never closes her door for me when i need shelter (except when we are playing a joke), she even offers things i don't need.( nice one)

yes, indeed she is a superwoman in a form of a lovely face.

a hero trapped in a human world .

-your sistah -

Reminiscing

2012-07-07T02:26:00.005-07:00

It was a quarter past six when I finally managed to get to my dorm. The sky was gloomy with a promise of rain, but somehow I feel better, the temperature is slightly cooler than the usual.

while waiting for the others to come, i reach for my laptop and began writing.

I remember exactly what happened that day,

I just woke up then when i heard a gentle knock on my bedroom door, i thought it was mama.

with rumpled hair and wrinkled big sleep shirt i went to open the door.

and there lying on the floor, i saw this, a red and white roses tied in red lovely ribbon with a note
for you "bhe", and standing next to it is my favorite scent of victorias secret body mist.

and standing right beside me was him;-)

an unexpected gift from my unexpected visitor in that morning.

it happened 5 years ago.