Banana Chips Love Story

  2013 has been a good year for me, with the year that was, I experienced a lot of hurdles and downfalls, from failing to standing up, from the rocky stage of every girl’s relationship to falling out of love with my passion, my work…and now that I’m looking back at what happened in my life, I am more than thankful for all the blessings and the problems that I have encountered, 2013 wasn’t as bad as it looks like for me, 2013, was the year I failed exams, but passed a ones in a lifetime opportunity of entering graduate school, that year also taught me to live and love myself more, to embrace who I am, what I look like, and what people perceived me to be… 2013 was definitely a roller coaster ride, a chaos of rainbows that made things fell in its right places and wake up in its proper timing, it also made me experienced a lot of untold realities of life, of letting people go and of meeting new souls that definitely made me a better person. Now that the year has already concluded...

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 ...

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 ...

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 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 ...