cry

I used to cry because I think I was not loved.
Now, I cry because I don't think i deserve to be...

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I'm single but not ready to mingle.
I'm taken, taken for granted.

---Bernie Beluan

BWH

(not in this pic: Jun, Coy, Amats, Abhie, Carla, Cel, Agnes and Dan)

When I was lost, someone was there to find me.
When I was crying, someone was there to make me laugh.
When I did something wrong, someone was there to make me feel alright.
When I want to do something stupid, someone was there to support me.
When I need a friend, someone was there just before I ask.

I love you guys!!! You're the best!!!!

hanging

sometimes, you just need someone or something to make you realize you're doing the wrong things. sooner or later, you would feel worthless and unhappy. by then, you will stand up and search for your old self again. and when you find it, you'll be stronger than ever. you'll never make the same mistakes again. you'll be careful this time. you won't be hurt for the same reason again.

you'll get the hang of it... just hang in there.
before you know it, you'll be alright!

new thoughts

I want to buy my 1st car. Not so fancy. Something I can use everyday. Someone I can trust when I want to go around the city when I’m alone or depressed or sad or even happy. This would be my 1st intangible BFF. Hahaha! I think I can live without a cellular phone as long as I have my own car. And this year, I will buy one! I will have one!!

I want to do boxing! Anyone interested? Any suggestions? I want to try Elorde in Katipunan Extension. I have a friend who told me it was nice. I haven’t inquired about it yet but I will find time to have a new hobby. I’m looking for a boxing gym near my place in Pasay too so I can still do boxing when I’m in the south.

Calling all girlfriends!!! Let’s go!!! Time to be sexxaaaayyyyy!!!!! =D

everyday

I’m living a life today where every day’s a mystery. I don’t know what’s going to happen. I don’t know what I’m going to feel. Every day, I try to find myself. Every day, I try to figure out what’s the meaning of my existence. Every damn day, I try to find for some answers.

used to be

I used to be a fighter
I used to be strong
I used to be a lover
of the same old boy

What happened to me
I don't know too
When love was lost
I became a ghost

I am new to this feeling
And I don't know how to react
But I'm hoping someday,
Love will find its way back

moving on....

sometimes, you have to hurt yourself in order for you to let go
and be someone else in order for you to move on.