Banana Chips Love Story

last night was our office's xmas party, but before i write a blog about this awesome event i hosted, lemme tell you something about Mr.D, remember when i told you who Mr.D was, yeah the guy who likes me and i like him but is now stuck in a skitch's life? he was also the guy who confessed in my own face that everytime he sees me, he feels like there are a million butterflies in his tummy (sweet right?) yeah  that guy, so last night...i was so surprised that i received a text message from me saying " hey, how are you N, i missed you alot...do you wanna hang out saturday night? dinner perhaps..." gosh! my bendy straw from the soda iwas drinking suddenly dripted for i just bitten it..for even i do, i couldnt believe what my eyes are staring at... imean Mr.D the animated rich guy who GRINS like a kid..but stares like an actor from a teleserye that makes you want to melt in your sit kind of guy...wants to go out with me?!... as for a reply, i told him that we have an eve

DO you know the feeling of having someone new in your life and you just arent sure if you want them in it... gosh.. this past 2 days have been a whirlwind of all kinds.....i really tried to be not emotionally attach to anybody... but it seems that sometimes my bipolar heart and mind doesnt even cooperate with each other... my heart says i like this person, but my mind says..hold on to yourself little girl... sometimes my heart says, yeahh thats it..thats the spirit maybe one day you'll wake up and receive a text message saying i love you...but yeah crap that out... gosh i so dont know what to do...my heart has been torn into pieces many times, that even promises are not enough to mend it... last tuesday someone told me that he loves me, and that he promise me that he wont even hurt me, that one day he will prove to me and to his family that we are worth it...that if he'll hurt me it'll be his lost not mine...i mean what the fuck right...i was almost too stupid to b

(CHAPTER 1.2 - THE BANANA SIGN!) and so as days past by my boss always tell me stories about Mr.G ..deep in my heart i was so kilig and was so delighted by the prowess of his love life...not that i didn't had my own research... ..and so one day his boss and my boss decided that we would be the one to throw our office's monthly social and that i was the one assigned to get close to him and be the better half of our department... ..gawdd you don't know how happy i am when the small chit chat planning/meetings begun...almost every 2 days..i get to see him..but with an official reason...one time he arrived at our floor together with our one colleagues which is also his co-department..and as they enter our floor i saw the other sir walking with a BANANA on his hand...he jokingly went to my cube and told me that someone wants to give it to me that it was Mr.G ..i on the other hand begun laughing because the banana was just too tiny and its yellow color was just to blunt...(seño

So I've been away from blogging in a while... and mi updates about Mr.G has been piling up like chapters of a diary yet to be written... my story is about how a Banana turned into a part of this. so here goes nothing again...let's start with Chap.1 Banana Me After a a long gone of 1 week or so in Baguio with my Bosses as a part of an activity we organized for all those law people...i realized that i needed to bring something from the mountain as a pasalubong for Mr.G...and as the famous BANANA CAKE's savory smell invaded the entire lobby of the hotel we are in ..i thought about him..i thought that because he is a foodie enthusiast (specially desserts) i might as well take one for the team and remove all my shyness for me to offer the scrumptious cake to him as a pasalubong...but one of my bosses which i really look up to and is what i call my "BOB ARUM" for she can be my promoter for me to get close to Mr.G said that it'll be much better if i would bu

the BOMB has been cast! my secret crush on Mr.G has now been spread like a deep dark secret overflowing in a river full of unwanted kind of plague..gosh it hurt knowing that another girl likes him the way i do, but no...she doesn't like him like the way i like like him... awhile ago i was listening to him talk in a lecture and i just stared at him blankly, his small pouted lips drew me into a deep trance as if it was speaking of a different kind of tongues...oh well..so after the break of the mini talk i was in, i secretly stared at his hands, gosh..i saw a sign...i say that in his left hand, he has a birth mark... (fyi i have a birth mark in my middle finger ---> right hand nmn) gosh i felt so happy yet i feel so unsure, unsure if it was a sign waiting to happen or something that would entitle me to be hurt...oh well...now that almost everybody knows that i like him..and the rumor is totally spreading like wild fire...now i feel so sad knowing that he won't appreciate wha

in every girl's life there comes a time when she just needs to be inspired... when being alone (but with friends) seems to be not enough anymore... that every waking moment seemingly feels empty... since february 2011 specifically valentines day...i broke it off with my last boyfriend... i felt like shit that moment thinking by my self that i made a decision that forever will be a part of me... and now my stagnant heart seems to be longing for an inspiration right now, that having a crush wouldn't let me surpass loneliness anymore... i know that it is not a need to have someone but it seems that my feelings have just gone astray with all the times when i see couples walking in the streets holding hands, or when i see people kissing their partners, gosh i just felt so jealous yet longing those memories within my head's hard drive... and now i think I'm lost for words with how i am regretting my chances of being with a special person in my life... kung nababasa

Get up for today: tight gym pants, purple no sweat v necks...just another boring outfit for the gym... Setting: coffee shop MOOD: lonely..just lonely.... Here i am weeping my ass off at an ordinary coffee shop at the mall, sipping a strange kind of caramel machiatto that the waitress with boy scout shorts concocted, just waiting... just waiting for someone i dont even know i exist...so first of all my name is_______.... just call me N a fresh college grad from a university where archers are ablaze..haha..so yeah i just graduated and now i am currently living the life of a gypsy, someone with plans but no plans kinda path type of girl... just to keep it simply...im BUM...just BUM. Firs of all i want to make a disclaimer... the title of my blog right now is "Banana chips love story" ...but it doesnt mean that all i am going to write is about my love story which is kinda a ZERO right now...my status have been kinda that shitty recently... right now im in between boys...or so

another sleepless night wasted by thinking about him... ..why is it so hard loving someone who don't even know you care, its like as if your wasting time to build a tower of bubbles that you know yourself that you don't have a chance to build one... if he only knew how i care about him and how i am very much willing to make him happy... if he only knew how i long for him to notice me, not as a younger sister but someone special... someone who will ask him how he is doing or someone who will make him realized that there is more to life than heartbreaks and loneliness, that at the end of the day there is someone like me who is willing to heal his stagnant heart... i hope you'll be able to read this one day....coz i want to say many things... i want you to know that i long for the day when ill be able to hold our hands, i long for the day that you will look upon me and comfort me during my tiring days and kiss me in the forehead with your cute tiny lips... i long fo

Last week I've been too preoccupied enough with the global summit that the office I'm in ...are now organizing...though it has been one hell week of stress and busyness, i can only say one thing and that is i enjoyed it, not because i was very much helpful to the team but, its because i got close with Mr.G...yes i got close with my secret baby love crush...hahaha... i started getting to know him that well, and if it is really a feeling of me liking him or just a fore thought of being appreciative and admiring someone responsible, but that the end of the day i notice that what i feel is that i like him like him... right now it has a been a week or so of asking myself if i like him, for i just realized that this crush i have on him will just forever a "crush"... for at the end of the day i know that he won't be able to like me...why? 1.im way too young for him (which i really don't mind..) 2.im way too noisy/outgoing... 3.he treats me like a little sister :

awhile ago i had a very very strange experience… i asked god for signs if he is the one…or if there will be a chance that he'll be my the one… so at the office i have a crush on somebody… first of all i need to make a disclaimer..he is not tall…not hunky at all..and has geeky glasses..like literally geeky glasses with lens as thick as a sandwich..haha..ok not really..but it really is thick huh…but i have a crush on him, coz the first time i saw him i felt that he is very responsible..i felt that he really is sensitive like the ones that will cry over a break up, like guys who will be willing to bake cakes for their love ones…so after that i had guys flirting with me there but the whole duration of my stay as an intern in the office i always thought to myself that one day i want him to talk to me and use my kulet skills to get into him, yeah that happened like last tuesday i was able to chat with him ..and ask like what he aspires the most and what he is studying at th

Happiness is something you look after...something we must be vigilant about... -the art of getting by (movie) Do you know the feeling when you are doing something you don't know if it'll work out, or the feeling when you do this things because..because it just feels right …right now im so feeling this stuff..realizing things about my career….as of the moment im trying to gain experience and learning about life…in the office where i am in…still working for free..pro bono…TY…but awhile ago while sitting in the fire exit and sipping cold water ..that awkward moment..something just came up to me…like questions i should ask myself for the longest time..but never really trying to pull it out of my head..questions like… why are you doin this stuff? are waiting for something else? what if it'll never work out? what if it'll all be gone with a snap? ..honestly i don't know ..i really don't know the questions…but my heart just uttered a simple yet complicated answer…

when boredom strikes and loneliness defeats the purpose of sleeping...i only thought of doing onething..and it is to watch a movie...but the catch is ..i watch..ALONE...so because of me getting moved by the trailer of the movie ONE DAY starring ANNE hathaway and JIM sturgees i betted by heart out of watching it alone...thinking if i will cry or some sort i carried a handful of kleenex napkins in the theatre armed with my chicken pesto sandwich and strawberry smoothie i watch the movie all by myself...                                             But the HIGHLIGHT of my "ME TIME" date is that I get to buy a new pair of shoes..and its on SALE...i was really so excite.... for gods sake....the Goddess of shoes just dragged me down the ally of heaven...and the wings of leather soles were pointing me in a little corner were a big spotlight was focused upon it...yeah i was hallucinating...but luck strikes..GOD gave me the chance of owning this blue no. 2011 Giuseppe Zanott

this too shall pass… like memories fading upon a blank certainty, the possibility of wishing that you’d forget about everything,… the yearnings that are yet spoken off, the thought of being tangled up… but now itll all just be like that… gone by in time and no longer existing. (m.july 22, 2010)

bakit ba na sa dinami dami pa ng panahong mapipili mong saktan ako… ngayon pa?! kung kailan naramdaman ko na ang importansya ng mga bagay bagay, ngayon mo pa napiling saktan ako… di naman kita masisisi kung hindi mo ko nasabayan sa aking mumunting kahilingan na ingatan mo ang aking puso… subalit di pa ba sapat ang mahalin kita, at ikaw ay mahalin mo ako… di ko rin naman hinihiling na liban mo ang iyong nakaraan… di ko rin naman hinihiling na nakalimutan mo ang iyong nakalipas… tila di ko alam kung kaya ko pa ang magpatuloy, masasaktan lang naman ako muli, mapapagod, at baka sa susunod, sumuko na. hanggang ngayon di ko parin alam kung pano ko tatapusin ang tila isang bagay na ating pinangalanang PABULA… isang tulang di naten kailan man maisasabuhay. isang awiting di nating kailan man maaawit. isang storyang tila matatapos na. may isa lamng akong nais mong matanto… isang paunawang dulot ng hiling ng aking puso. yun lamang naman ang nais kong intindihin mo. (july

so this is how it feels to move on… oh so im dating this guy but then again i think destiny just put a stopped to our nearly there love story, so what i did is i changed things…not because of him..but because i just wanted something new in my life…i cut my hair…yes you heard it right..i cut my hair short..a lil semi bob…yeah i know that this is so a traditional move for girls who just came from break ups ..but i did it anyway…i don't know what to feel right now..from my oh so glorious long hair locks..i just drenched away my wavy hair like memories that we've shared… i know this is so bitter of me..but i it seems that times have just been playing with me…awhile ago…i was in my pad's fire exit breathing fresh air..and when i thought of getting a glass of water..i walk unto my pad's door and i saw a guy giving his goodbye kiss to her girlfriend in the girl's doorstep…i saw it with my peripheral eyes…and i just felt so shitty…its like..what the hell…please don'

 UNLEARN "now it has been a year since i broke up with you..and i know in my heart i still haven't move on…coz it hurts me that i must unlearn you..pretend that you were just a glimpse of me, that until now our memories have still been hunting me to sleep,  i haven't move on…the night i first saw you, did you know that i sprayed a bottle of my perfume on me and in my place so that you wont ever forget my scent…god only knows how much i hurt  when you never went back to me, i know its stupid of me to never let go of our memories, but until now i haven't found someone to replace of you in my heart, Now i understand why you flooded my playlist with moving on songs like “over it” but its all good…thank you very much for helping me transcend to be more than a girl but a woman..a woman for i never grew restless of the reality than in life…we fall in love…We enjoy the feeling..we hurt..break up…and say goodbye….and eventually..move on… Now i deleted our memories as

well, lemme see… a few days ago i have encountered an online bullying experience of my own, care of by a cum sucking dick face indian, yeah sorry if i said that in a very wrong tone (no racism intended..i love indian people except him), but yeah im so pissed off right now…i cant seem to erase the fact that a super arrogant two face bitch who tweeted me and ask me a favor to get a brain can go to hell now…well who the hell is he in the first place...he said not so good things about me, which is obviously in a very hating tone ..well i forgive maybe him... it is his lack of sex, love life and social life that unforeseeably lead him to be hater of sorts, which only made him feel very superior to all people around him..i just dont like the way he talks to people and all he does is contradict every argument or rants they have, how dare he be like that when in the first place he is not from here, he should have been more leaner to us who are native people of this country, like in th

B Welcome to my BLOG! At first i was thinking of doing a fashion blog which will include pictures of what i wear and all that yada yada, and it got me thinking that it really doesn't suit me, yeah i love dressing up and wearing awesome shoes but it just too much of a work and i aint a celebrity to have time to dress up and take awesome vogue like or stylebible.ph kind of photos, but then again i was really that bored and very much pressured by myself of producing something i can call me, and so TADAH! my new baby, " A BANANA CHIPS LOVE STORY..." .. ."a blog that will untangle t he daily life of a random fresh graduate teenager, who has no idea of how to live her life after college ..." yes, I'm fresh grad...a bum. semi-independent. and still dreaming of becoming the next big thing on earth.  So please bare with my not so organized thoughts and semi-correct grammar... enjoy and crunch crunch. BananaChipsLoveStory BCLS.

with the memories ive shared with my new found family and friends..i am forever grateful for all the things that they thought me, specially for all the wisdom that ive learned which is not specifically yet limited to things and topics about life, love, and just anything under the sun... for those of you who dont know what im talking about ...this post of mine is about my internship, for the past almost 5 months ive been spending my time within the offices specially to the 6th floor PPRD of the Office of the President - Commission on Filipinos Overseas... and now that ive accomplish my 500 hour ojt requirement (which i didnt comply not bec. i wasnt able to finish but because until now im still going to work..haha! over over time) , i just want to share how grateful i am for having this wonderful oppurtunity to work with awesome people, not only did i learn how to WORK real WOrk ( for i am not doing intern stuffs, but employee stuffs..haha) , but ive also learned the art of time, of a

"I love you very much" -ilocano Defining love maybe different for each one of us... for it really do depend on who you ask the L question... some may say that love is a bowl of chocolates in a hot summer's day while the warm sun is slowly pinching your inner thighs... (sorry mental picture ba?) some may say that love is when someone special kiss ed you in the forehead... maybe to others, love is a tiny pink dot in a white soft bread we call siopao... but in time, love slowly evolves into tiny different particles of happiness, a simple "siopao" instantly becomes special when it is shared by two lovers walking side by side at an empty street sidewalk... a stare by someone you love or by someone dear to you maybe be defined love, when it just simply melts you like a dirty ice cream dripping unto your favorite shirt on your way to the mall... for now i really cant really define love... sometimes love for me, is the f eeling of swea t unto my arms while we walk

So much for me watching GLEE's episode about pregnancy and sexED before i go to sleep, when i doze off to bed my mind has been zigzagging in maze about the topic but then again its just a fore thought not really a thing that made me in the can't-go-to-sleep type, so i catch my winks and in my dreams (yeah, its so weird that i can remember it right?haha...) i dreamt of being pregnant, as in the major major feeling of having a bun in the oven, ohyyeah you heard that right, *term i heard from BRITANNY of GLEE* , so the story goes like this, i had this boyfriend of mine in my dream let's call him T .,(fyi T is my recent X-bf, mean*) so i was dating T and in my dream he was so awesome like he would send me flowers and produce all those surprises, and would come to our house to meet my family for ligaw, so its went on and on and on, but at the middle of it, some GUY *lets call him E na lang* who i cant seem to remember his face or his Voice, just his gorgeous body (ok its

  "PROJECT:PINK" Today is the start of my new project, lets call it the "PROJECT:PINK" , it is my way of saying goodbye to my flubby self and saying hello to the new me, oh well...in short im just in a diet mode...more of like trying to get myself in shape...for since i was a lil girl, im really the chubby type..or what they call the "wow, ancute nmn ng anak mo, antaba" since then, i just got used to being called "THE CUTE ONE" ...not ever the sexy or ang ganda ganda, and when i was in highschool, i really struggled with my weight issues, some people call me "BAKOY" for my HS friends always say that i will never ever be thin and will just end up like a cow with stretchy skin, yuck right, but it really did affected me...i ended up confined for having asthma due to crying and crying and losing my breath, but now as the months goes on until my graduation, i am in a mission to be thin so i can have the best graduation picture in my yearbo