are you a carrot?
or are you a coffee bean? 




people leave. they leave for one day they’ll have to come back. i don’t want to leave you coz it tears me up inside. but i have to. i want you to be strong coz you’re my strength after all. just keep the faith burning. i’ve had the whiff of you in my head, and i guess it will probably be there forever. but like the aromas of every perfumes, it grows fainter as time goes by unless you have it once again. i’ve grown incredibly and startlingly desensitized, and if i’m away from you for a jiffy, i’ll have to let pass the scent. that will be harder. love never fades, it’s the complications that ruins the whole story. but if you’ll look at it anyway, love is still the way it was. Shakespeare wrote that love is not love which alters when it finds alteration. it’s constant. i hope we are, too.
on this day onward, i’ll have to little by little figure out everything about you, aside from the fact that you really like green, that you love to see white flowers (natural and not artificial like soap flowers ;]), that you’re into photography, that you sleep at research bio or environmental science class and wake up when sir valdez asks you to, that you hate people tease you that you speak like a child even if that’s quite true, that you love mr. bean and had memorized all the scenes – live or animated series, that you’re into secondhand serenade’s awake and your call, that you want a crocs, that you want a lens for your digital camera, that you love to play guitar, that you had a great crush with piolo pascual and now with john lloyd cruz, that your favorite subject is values because you’re good at it, that you love dancing but you’re afraid to admit it, that you had a great singing talent like your sister, that you are more beautiful with straight hair, green skinny jeans and tee shirts, that you can’t sleep at night because you love to sleep at daytime, that you hate the SBO governor s.y 2008-2009, that you like Korean, that you loved spring waltz (i don’t know if you still love it), that you love to share chocolates with your friends, that you love to fool me and anyone else, that you’re not allowed to have a boyfriend, that you’re hard-headed because you disobey your parents for that rule, that you can’t cross four-lane streets without someone to help you, that you hate being alone, that you had a good penmanship like an architect, that you love bags courtesy of hmmn inc., that you love your green bag, that you hate math, that you see a mirror everytime you want to cry just to avoid it, that your phone billed more than 3k these late months, and what else? that you love me. lolx.
on this day, i wish you all the best that you could probably ever have – good relationship with God, your family and to everyone else. i want you to take good care of yourself, don’t skip meals even though you feel like you’re full. i wish that you’ll be a successful individual someday, that you’ll soar up high and people would be proud of you. i want you to make good of your grades on your final year, and at the same time enjoy the company of your friends. i want you to be happy and live your life to the fullest – grab every opportunity that would make you better and give your best like it would be the last. i wish that may all of your dreams be granted.
Don’t associate with people you can’t trust.
Don’t cheat. Don’t lie. Don’t pretend.
Don’t dictate because you are smarter.
Don’t demand because you are stronger.
Don’t sleep around because you think you are old enough & know better.
Don’t hurt your kids because loving them is harder.
Don’t sell yourself, your family, or your ideals.
Don’t stagnate!
Don’t regress.
Don’t live in the past. Time can’t bring anything or anyone back.
Don’t put your life on hold for possibly Mr. Right.
Don’t throw your life away on absolutely Mr. Wrong because your
biological clock is ticking.
Take care of yourself. Don’t wait for someone to take care of you.
You light up your life.
You drive yourself to your destination.
No one completes you - except YOU.
When you give someone your time, you are giving them a portion of your
life that you’ll never get back.
Your time is your life. That is why the greatest gift you can give to
someone is your time.
Relationships take time and effort, and the best way to spell love is
T-I-M-E because the essence of love is not what we think or do or
provide for others, but how much we give of ourselves.
[my last post i guess. :c]
so, you'll probably start reading this while my alarm clock start ringing, or i'm in the bathroom shedding tears for an emotional goodbye, or eating my breakfast talking with my sister [when i say talking, i mean arguing, yelling or the worse thing that could ever happen - stabbing knife on each other back? not a good idea.], or maybe my gums are currently bleeding as i brush my teeth, or i'm on my way to the airport and the vehicle malfunctioned, or i'm on the plane sitting right beside the panes and slowly looking at the port waving my hands to my imaginary friends, or the flash news reported that a plane crashed and only eduardo latino died in the said accident, or i survived the plane and have myself hit by a bus in iloilo city, or i'm having a sleep on my aunt's house and feel like i'm an outcast pariah, or maybe tomorrow when i'm busy cheering for hatton to be knocked out by pacman, or the next day as i visit and try to appeal for my request of degree program, or maybe next week, next month, or next year. but if you happen to check this post the next decade, i want you to be reminded that i wrote it yesterday afternoon and scheduled it first hour this morning.
today as i woke up, i asked myself if what else would enthrall me tomorrow. as if i am captivated of the moment that heraclitus must be right, that things are about to change, as fast as they could, as abstemious and sober like we never expected at all, or just a breath away from what we used to live. this makes me wonder how long does it takes to change someone else’s life, what measure should be used in order to be that accurate to define change, or it is just enough to make things and life worth living for. could it be four years of listening to the senseless world of numbers? could it be a year of seating in your armchair then wait for the bell to signify that the school year is over? can your life change in a month or a week with a friend to hold and tell you they have to go coz it’s getting dark? a single day of staring your girlfriend with her friends being happy, would it be enough? can your life change in an hour of writing posts about change? but i’ll bet that a skip of a minute would change everything. change, change, change.
mr. webster defines change as alteration, variation, or modification, or the result of this. and so? nywei, webster was never been wrong so i’ll have to say that he is right.
there are moments in our lives when we find ourselves at crossroads – afraid, confused, without a road map. but once in a while, we tend to choose a better path. we push ourselves into something better - something found just beyond the feeling of going alone or something just beyond the bravery and courage it takes to let someone else in or to give ourselves the second chance to start it all over again, something beyond the quiet persistence of a dream. because it’s only when you’re in test that you’ll truly realize and discover who you are and what are you made of, and it’s only when you’re tested that you can find out what you can be. the person you want to be really does exist, somewhere on the other side of hardwork and faith and belief and beyond heartache and fear of what lies ahead.
i am quite cynical and skeptical about the word and the world of change. being an upcoming college student, there are things that i’m already used to. i might be worn out about these things but at least i’m used to it, i haven’t felt any erroneous about it. now, what if everything would change when i go to college? can i adopt the instant change? would it be positive for me and for my emotional growth or would it be the other way?
change can strike everyone like a lightning. it may hit you in an open field anytime it wants to hit you. but the thing is how you handle it and how you’ll overcome it.