The One that Got Away...

... got away because he didn't want to stay.

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This blog entry marks the beginning of my MIDTERM issue. There is nothing I can do, it's my personal tradition.

Para kay Diale: Batch, Taurus ka yata.

Dear Eunice,
Here is your single's love horoscope
for Thursday, July 24:


It's tempting to sometimes be impatient when you're waiting around for Cupid to hit. So instead of staring at your cell phone or gawking at hotties at the cafe, keep yourself busy with activities you've always wanted to try. Love will find you soon enough.


Pero bakit ganun? Eh parang naga-apply lang din naman ito kay Diale? Di naman sya Taurus. =P

YOU MIGHT BE ABLE TO HELP

Romantic Allergy

Chinks: Nag-aaral ba kayo?
Euns: Bakit? Ano ang issue?
Chinks: Sigurado ka ba?
Euns: Go. Kamusta ka?
Chinks: Heartbroken.
Euns: [sneeze] Allergic na ako sa love.
[Di fake na sneeze ha, as in natural, spontaneous sneeze ang naganap.]
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Diale: Batch, sabi ng Ate ko ito na talaga un "Longing for someone stage". Mga 23-26.
Ces: Malapit na pala tayo matapos sa stage na un.
Euns: Tama, tapos pag 27 na.. dun na mags-start ang acceptance.
Diale and Euns: Noooooooooooooooooo!
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Mage: Nagustuhan mo un? Sabagay, yan ang sinasabi nila na.. "Adapt to your market."
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Ka-blag

Diale: Parang gusto kong magbenta ng liver.
Ethel: Ako magbebenta ng laman, literal.
B. Trina: [Nag-isip] Ako un oil ko sa face. Pwede diba? Mahal naman ang langis ngayon e.
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Tal: [aburido sa B1, nagyoyosi]
Euns: O Tal, bakit ka naman mukhang aburido dyan?
Tal: Boss, san ba nakakakuha ng "sparks"?
Euns: Pucha, ako nga 3 taon na dito walang sparks. Minsan talaga, ok na ang panawid gutom jan. Kung gusto mo ng "sparks", magkiskis ka ng watusi jan sa tabi.
[May feelings... bitterness ito. haha]
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Close fight. Close fight sila ng abstain." -Anonymous
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Diale: Ang sabi kasi nun friend ko, ayaw daw ng mga lalaki sa mga funny kasi sila un dapat nagpapatawa.
Gea: Ayaw din nila ng masyado friendly kasi pag nasaktan, marami magagalit.
Diale: At gusto nila ng mga damsel in distress, ayaw nila ng masyadong independent.
Euns: SHET! AYAW NILA AKO. Kaya naman pala e. Case solved.

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Dahil naisahan ako ni Chris at Ces...

... nandito ako sa lib ngayon, inaantok ng sobra-sobra.
... suot ang top at pants ni Diale.
... at parang lasing parin dahil 15 minutes pa lang ang tulog.
BUT LAST NIGHT WAS SO WORTH IT.
Sabi ko nga kay A.R., "I don't shit in my backyard... except if it's for someone worth shitting for."
Kahit na I went to school for a 2-hour class ng 8am at umuwi ako ng 7am na. Happiness.
Sayang lang di ko nagamit ang aking planned "pickup line"/drama scene at ang aking finisher na... "Guys, samahan ko lang sya "maglipat ng car." Ok na rin. I was surrounded with very good old and new friends.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ULI DIALE, CES and DAE. Sana natuwa kayo sa gift namin. Love you much batchies!

PARA KAY DIALE

Kahit gusto kita gantihan dahil sa iyong infamous "Para Kay Eunice" entry a few days ago, di ko na lang gagawin kasi birthday mo. Pero pag may isa pang nag-inquire kung nagsara na, papatayin na kita. Ang entry na'to ay para i-glorify at ipangalandakan sa buong mundo kung sino ka ba talaga. Gaya-gaya lang kay Ces. Ito ang aking "Open Letter" to you.


Diale,


You deserve the best in everything. Di lang sa acads, di lang sa love life, sa lahat. Cancer ka nga, mukha lang sobrang strong from the outside kasi meron kang "exoskeleton" [gusto ko lang talaga ipakita na mejo nerd din ako kaya ako ume-exoskeleton] pero ang totoo, isa kang iyakin, matinding magmahal at sobrang thoughtful na tao. Siguro minsan nalulungkot ka kasi nga di parin pinapakinggan ni Lord un maganda nating chant na, "Let Go, Let God and Let me be the one..." pero isipin mo na lang na at the end of everything, makakalimutan mo na naghintay ka ng matagal. I have no doubt that you will find someone who will make you feel like a princess, kahit na nakataas ang paa mo sa upuan pag kumakain at kung anu-ano ang nalalaglag sa bag mo para pulutin ng mga taong magaganda ang katawan.


Minsan gusto na lang kita i-hug kasi alam ko na kahit nagpapatawa ka, may mga times na nalulungkot ka. Kahit na dinadaan mo sa biro, alam ko na you're dying inside... [to hold you... hehe] But i want to thank you for being strong, for being the comic relief that you are, for showing us that it doesn't hurt to be optimistic and for making us believe that love, no matter how painful, can make you a better person.


Dahil alam ko na iyakin ka naman talaga [hello, A Walk to Remember!] di ko na masyado papatagalin kasi dyahe naman kung umiyak din ako habang nagt-type, so ito na ang matinding closing spiel...


BATCH, isipin mo lang na kagabi nalaman natin na...

"someone's not a virgin anymore!" [inside joke]

...at kahit ilang pinsan mo pa ang ipa-date mo sa'kin, kahit ilang minors pa ang sabihin mong hot at kahit ilang crushes mo pa ang di pumasa sa aking standards [at sa standards narin ni Gea], MAHAL KA NAMIN.

... Kahit ilang beses mo pa hawakan ang boobs namin, at ilang beses mo pa ako yayain na maligo kasabay mo, kahit na ilang beses mo pa ipaamoy un "magic spray" at ilagay sa ibabaw ng table habang kumakain tayo sa Good Earth. MAHAL KA NAMIN.

...Kahit ilang kaBLAGan, kahit ilang "How come?" at kahit ilang "Sitted", kahit ilang "ano ang NEUTRAL" at kahit na sabihin mo araw-araw na "Magpapakulot na ako."... Kahit na sinasabi mo na kamukha ko si Jollibee at pinagpipilitan mo na magsuot ako ng purple na dress at yellow na stockings. MAHAL KA NAMIN.

...Kahit ilang beses pa tayo masaktan, mapaasa, magalit, maaway, ma-bully, maging tanga dahil sa putanginang "Let me be the one" na yan, remember that we all are here to support and love each other.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY Batchie! Friday is INDEPENDENCE day!
Love you much!





Dahil Umuulan ng Malakas

"You are what I've been saving for... you are my rainy day..." -Men in Trees

While assessing everything that happened, the only thing that I was able to blurt out last night was, "Bakit ganun? The most romantic people I know are alone?" and my friend replied, "The sad part is, we know at the back of our minds that it could work. If only they were given the chance."
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"That's why I love you, you're the stable to my crazy."





CLOSURE

Last night, while downing my nth bottle of beer, I got into a conversation with a friend about closure. It's amazing how it actually takes an ending to help people start again. In a perfect world, things are continuous, they don't even have to have chapters, things are haphazardly organized.

It warped me to that time when closure seemed to be very important. Seemed. I've had my share of non-closures. I've had my share of "open-ended-putangina-ano-ba-talaga!?" stories. In the end, i realized that most of the time, the need for closure is an excuse. An excuse from starting to move on, an excuse for not letting go, an excuse for still thinking of what might've been.

We hear it all the time, "We still don't have closure." But if the point of closures is to end things, to let you finally say, "Close? Sure!", then maybe everyone got their closure that moment they felt that it wasn't right.

Maybe closures are not as important as openings. Maybe we're just looking at things the wrong way. That if we just look at the other direction, an open door is just waiting. This open door, unlike the one that we want to be closed but still remains to be a little open, is full of beautiful possibilities.

Maybe all we need is to walk away. Maybe.

DYSFUNCTIONAL PARENTING

Dad: [genuinely galit] Yang kapatid mong yan, naghahanap na lang yata ng dahilan na lumabas ng bahay! Kaya nga inayos ang schedule para pag walang class, wala nang lakwatsa! Siguro may Boyfriend un...
Euns: Di ko po alam Dad.
Dad: IKAW! MAY BOYFRIEND KA BA?!
Euns: Wala po.
Dad: Mag-boyfriend ka!
Euns: [Lord, Dad ko na nagsabi ha.]

OO NA

"Blahblah" has been tagged in an album.

There it was, the words left unsaid more clearly manifested. It reminded her of how good they look together.

She was left with fleeting memories that are aptly reminiscent of smoke. A stick, a corner, a view and an infinite number of [im]possibilities. He loves her, she loved him... Tangential love.

One point.
- That was all they shared. -


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