Banana Chips Love Story

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...

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 ...

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, ...

"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...