Banana Chips Love Story

Stereotyping Stereotyping is when you judge a group of people who are different from you based on your own and/or others opinions and/or encounters. Have you ever experienced being stereotyped? Or just that same exact feeling when you felt that a separatist queen bee have gone all cuckoo and decided to categorized you by colors? yeah, that's how i felt... After a long long day at the jungle i call my "workplace", i've experienced the worst kind of stereotyping i've ever had in my whole life...and damn, i felt like shit... not just an ordinary kind of hateful ordure but the worst kind of filth that can burn the whole humanity kind. MY EXPERIENCE In our jungle's assembly, the whole kingdom of animals (us) were asked to attend the induction of new animalistic rules by kind (department), water animals, land based animals and airborne animals attended the gathering...and to my surprise and dismay, upon walking in into the assembly place, "we"

Have you ever asked if by this same moment you are in right now, if someone misses u? If someone also looks at the same stars and stairs blankly at  the horizons thinking about you? Coz i am. It pains me everytime i think about it, for i only think of one person. And that is you.  I miss him. I miss you. I think about how our moments were accidentally written by fate for us, how every heartbeat sounds like the sounds of your voice calling my name. I miss how your elongated fingers are entwined as if it was written in the stars that your fingers belonged to Mine. I miss you. I miss our memories, our moments. That it was as if every second was meant to be whispered unto my soul. Did i ever told u that i love your eyes? For your eyes are like strainers of my hearts pain, that whenever those same eyes are caught beneath the sun's rays, it was really meant to look at mine. I miss you. But most importantly all i ever wanted to say is that I love you.  For there are only i miss yous to in

We are all Cinderella no matter what size, within each one of us there is unique beauty and grace. Finding that beauty, however, isn't easy. See, Cinderella had to first recognize that the problem wasn't her evil step mother. The problem was that it was easier to hide out cleaning the house than to go out and find happiness. She needed a fairy-godmother to empower her with the kind of self-confidence it takes to reject the insecurity brought on by unrealistic, over cheating, air brush, anorexic princess images in the media.  - Nola (Lying to be Perfect) Here I am, wrapped fabulously in my black aero shirt and skimpy leggings staring at my figure in a full mirror at my pad, yeah I guess this isn’t the best I could pull off from my disaster of a closet, but moreover the real reason I am blogging right now is that because I came into a conclusion in my life… and believe me when I tell you that this is a big thing for me. After watching the Cinderella Pact starring

There are people you will always wait for. You want them to be a part of your life, to approve of your decisions, to love you in the way you love them. Even if they say, in so many words, “I am not interested,” you will choose to interpret it as a temporary speed bump instead of the road block it was intended to be. You can lose months, years, waiting for someone who has already made it clear they have no desire to catch up. You wait for them largely because you think that, in the time between now and when they realize they actually care about you, you’ll be able to change into the person they likely want you to be. You’ll be wittier, thinner, happier, and more fun. You’ll have become the person you know you’re capable of being, and they will have magically realized that they were wrong. There are people who  make  you wait. Worse still than those for whom you wait of your own volition, these are the people who know they have a certain amount of control and influence over your

It seems when the world has shrunk to a tiny fragment of what it used to be, maybe in the shape of a human body, there is a greater urge to destroy it.  My world has shrunk to the shape of my body and I so want to destroy it.  I have done it once, and almost succeeded.  Everyday I walked around in a shell always one size too small for my soul until one day even the shell began to wither out of fatigue. I refused to eat or sleep, and whenever I did, those moments were wracked by guilt.  But here I am, still whole. I suppose I owe the universe an apology for that.  I am not seeking for attention nor sympathy. I need neither, and I’d be so much happier if left alone to my own senses. Being alone grants me the power to not be judged; to let everything flow and waste away and not let anyone say that I’m “wrong".  Because whatever I do, I don’t really mind if I am or I am not. Somehow, I just want people to know that I am going to try again. And this t

I’m finally back, and yes I guess it’ll be for good… from now own ill be on track with my writing, as what my boss told me, writing is good, it releases your emotions and it makes you a good writer… not that easy, but it’ll eventually go to you… so for my first (in a very long list of writing post to do) post, ill be talking about or you can say that, ill be ranting about haters, i mean yes its a free country, you can say whatever you want too, but i guess at the end of the day all you are doing is releasing bad vibes on earth right?… bad omen. so negative, and ill probably sound stupid but i guess being a hater of hating on things, people and what not is sometimes good, its like you are releasing all those toxins from your body, but from time to time when the hating gets routinely it sometimes gets that icky part of your brain like you just want to vomit all those letters from that person… sometimes when I know someone who is hating other people or stuffs i just want to pat them in

When it comes to love, there are many things we need to sacrifice…even senses that are built in us, we have to be ready to be impaired to all things innate in us. BE BLIND (sense of sight) when it comes to the matters of the heart you have to be blind, blind to the truth that no matter what you do, there will come a time that people will try to ruin your relationship and if you are in love you have to bare being blind to all things that will hurt you… yes it will be hard, but as i always say… when you love somebody you have to overlook every single imperfect thing that he/she is made of. Even shaky mountains have slopes where we can slide, but when you are in love, you have to inculcate every single day that there will be cliffs and unwanted rocks that will try to ruin your ride, but hey it is love, just be BLIND. BE NUMB (touch) You have to forget that you are human and you have to remove your sense of touch internally and externally… be numb,YES it will take a lot of work

Souls When two souls fall in love, there is nothing else but the yearning to be close to the other. The presence that is felt through a hand held, a voice heard, or a smile seen. Souls do not have calendars or clocks, nor do they understand the notion of time or distance. They only know it feels right to be with one another. This is the reasons why you miss someone so much when they are not there - even if they are only in the very next room. Your soul only feels theur absence- it doesnt realise the separation is temporary. -Lang Leav

Tuesday Statistics Phone Credits = 0 Messages in Facebook = 0 Morning Calls to wake him up = 0 I miss yous = 0 by the start of my work, i was slowly dying of stress because of the meetings, but lo and behold, he texted me, saying that he misses me, and that he shared me some credits because he misses my text even though he doesnt reply (a big SOP of our relationship, i text, he doesnt reply, but he is so happy that i do it, because he tells me that it makes him feel that i care and i think of him (which actually what the point is...and so he told me, he wanted to see me...after his work (which will end by 9pm), and we'll have dinner (which i dont actually like bec. im in a very tight diet (bec. i dont wanna lose him, so ill lose it)..Sorry for the long story, but you know the point of this blog post is about the SIMPLE THINGS in life that money cant buy... Dear Darla TUESDAYS for US. Alfalfal green thingies Pistachios Ice Cream While eating at yellowcab... Me:

It’s like every fucking skinny person thinks it’s their job to tell someone whose  fat  that they are  fat .  ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID?  Did you think I didn’t notice? I wake up and see my fat ass every morning. And it gets me EVERY fucking time,  I’ll never understand it. I don’t walk up to fucking super skinny people and say their eating disorder is showing. I don’t stare at black people in shorts. I don’t laugh at fucking people with disabilities.  WHY IS IT OKAY TO DO IT TO FAT PEOPLE?  We’re all flesh and bones.  I’m bigger, but I’m not different. PLUS. If i wanted to do something about my weight I fucking would. But fuck man, your ignorance and stupidity will still be there. I’ll be skinny and you’ll find something else to fucking say.  So excuse me as I live my fucking life as I please.  (my thoughts are with this girl named  frannnx33  from tumblr...sister i hear yah... and dont you worry coz you are not alone coz i also hear it every single day... at the office

Recently the tables have been turned a little far away from me and i may have loved it this way but deep inside i was always aiming and craving for the extra pressure of smuggling a cookie out of the forbidden cookie jar, personally i would guess that nobody would understand this post, but my neutral status in life have not been permitting me to go into my usual slumber… every single night I lay in my bed, I always ask myself, are you happy? Emotionally I guess I am, physically (nah) this questions has been answered a million times over right now, relationship wise I guess I am, or I know we are getting there every now and then, but mentally? Hmmm I guess my mind and my skills have been stored in a shelf for too long right now…but sometimes there is a part of my brain wherein I'm supposed to execute potentials that I myself don’t know exist hasn’t been tapped since… a million years ago. I guess you can say that my path has been on a steady phase, the rough journey and wonderfu

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4 days ...thats all i have...and all that is left of me before i take the exam and beat the shades...to the test that i have longed been delaying all my entire career...oops sorry i dont have a career pa pala.. but anyways, i seriously dont know how i would feel or what should i feel, but my nerves have been uneasy and sleeping is like a pill stuck into my throat...oh well, honestly i dont think im ready to take the exam but whats there to be afraid of trying right? if i fail it just means that im not meant to be where i am now, or i really just dont belong anymore, or maybe this is just not the right time... but to hell with negativity, I'm claiming this and i hope it'll claim me too...i tell you, the pressure is to high that i could almost drown and knowing myself im a big drowner or so i say... im a smart kid (or i think i am) but when it comes to taking exams...oh hell no, im crappy at those, i mean i know the answers by heart but when im there, my mind turns into a big pud

I am in love with the thought of the calmness of things Of the rhythm of the raindrops, dripping blue in a street’s pavement of the gray sky turning cold Astray with the moment clashed by its own fingers It ended. I am in love with a brush of skin, And the perfectly crafted arrangements Of features So perfect they must have been carved By some kind of divinity. Iridescent eyes revealing iridescent souls are so intoxicating to me. I am in love with my fingers glazed upon the midnight Of not knowing what tomorrow is Concept. Idea. Confusion. Tomorrow is a sigh of knowing… Drenched between the glimpse of today and destiny I am in love with the fall of summer rain, And the slow, burning death of last month’s tears, And the misted twilight of rainy days. The colours, so sublime, are entwined Amongst the days In which life lives. I am caught breathless by beauty In all things, And al

Give me love like never before, 'cause lately I've been craving more, And it's been a while but I still feel the same, Maybe I should let you go, You know I'll fight my corner, And that tonight I'll call ya, After my blood is drowning in alcohol, No I just wanna hold ya. -Ed Sheeran, Give me love (The Live Room)

Sometimes when you have someone that you really love, there is but one thing that you are afraid of... and it is losing him/her... Right now time has slowly gentled my pain, of losing you and never being able to regain taking everything from me to you, All I've ever wanted was to stay by your side forever to hold you tight and never let go...now I'm scared to death of losing someone like you... Baby i know I've been selfish enough of never letting your baggage go... I know that sometimes you wonder if everything else is true... the pain, the love and the sacrifices in the 6 months we've been thru... all is worth it for me... just because i love you too... You may have been tired of loving me for who i am of taking care of a child who loves you so... but i can only assure you one thing... everything seems so clear to me too... from the very first day i laid my eyes on you... the first moments that we've been through... i have love you every since an