Friday, September 11, 2015

3 of 100 : My Roadmap to Happythankyoumoreplease

I unblocked him today. Part of it is because it's my birthday. But not on all social network sites yet. But Facebook is a good start. After all, all the blocking started from there.

I cannot thoroughly explain how I felt the moment I clicked "unblock" earlier. Somehow it is made me feel lighter inside. Breathing feels easier. My mind -- clearer.

It was entirely opposite feelings on the day that I blocked him many months ago. I was immensely envy, angry, and sad all at the same time. My mind was filled with negative thoughts and my heart was wrapped by pathetic emotions.

Regardless, smiling was inevitable.
Totally not a fan of a picture with a celeb
(despite my wide smile right there). Cheers! :-)

Monday, September 7, 2015

2 of 100 : My Roadmap to Happythankyoumoreplease

Moving on after a break-up has three stages. Or four. Or seven. It depends on the person and the relationship.

I, myself, do not understand what stages I've already been through and what stages are still there that I am missing. With the support of my officemates, they arranged a small house party so I could crossed out an activity which is an essential part of the moving on process -- GET DRUNK!

Several months has already passed since the break-up. I don't think I have anything more to say to let it out. As much as possible, I still keep everything to myself. I just really wanted to get drunk. And so we did.. I did.

Trying my best poker face ala Lady Gaga
That night of brandy and beers was made possible not so I could share the whole story of the break-up to the group nor express any remorse that I'm feeling. The sole purpose of that night was just to have an unforgettable Saturday night. But of course, I couldn't help myself dropping hints of the break-up from time to time due to the amount of alcohol in my system.

During one of my "dropping hints" moments or #hugot moments, my friend's boyfriend asked me, "Who broke up with who? Did you break-up with him?" I nodded. "So why are you the one grieving?"


..bad things happen for a reason but no wise words is going to stop the bleeding. 'Cause he's moved on while I'm still grieving and when a heart breaks it don't break even.

Thursday, September 3, 2015

1 of 100 : My Roadmap to Happythankyoumoreplease


An adjectives that would perfectly describe how I feel whenever I hear updates about him and her.


I had a few experiences in the past where the guy just easily moved on and find a new one. It caused me a lot of bitterness and pain for sure. But those didn't make me prepared for this one, at this time. Even though I kind of saw her coming.


The word I should remind myself. It's not a battle between me and him. Not even a fight of the past and the present. It's only me and myself in the arena and I choose to win.

Conquering Mt. Marami, Maragondon, Cavite, Philippines

Thursday, May 7, 2015

Unknowing a Person

There's this person I used to know.

He was a boy. He's guy. My guy. He used to be. I imagined him many times being my man. My future one. My only. But other times - I don't. Because he tends to act like a kid at times.

One night we had a fight,
and I cannot go back.

I've never missed anyone's company like this. Not a family. Not a friend made me feel this way. Not to the extent that tears would fall off my eyes. Up until this day I thought I'm insensitive or heartless. Or maybe I just remember someone who used to say I am.

As days passes by, weeks, and months, it's becoming more and more clear to me that all the things I knew with the person and about the person are slowly fading.

My hair now - shorter.
My weight - heavier.

I'm slowly learning that all quotes are not good compared to when it is personally experienced.
"Time heals all wounds," said in the Little Prince. One of my all-time favorite quotes. But I have not felt it intensely like how I am feeling it now. Time is healing me at the moment. All the wounds - hurtful words, the long days of ignoring each other, the cries and tears, the raising of voices, etc.

No amount of hard liquor bottles, shopping sprees and endless escapades would guarantee a painless break-up.

For now, this is all I want to say.

Thursday, January 29, 2015

The Best Travel Quote.. Or Poem

Ships Are Safe in the Harbour by Anonymous

All I live for is now
All I stand for is where and how
All I wish for are magic moments

As I sail through change
My resolve remains the same
What I chose are magic moments

Because ships are safe in the harbour
But that is not what ships are made for
The mind could stretch much further
But it seems that is not what our minds are trained for

We call for random order
You can't control Mother nature's daughter

Ships are safe in the harbour
But that is not what ships are built for The witch hunter roams
The scary thing is that he's not alone He's trying to down my magic moments

As we sail through change Ride the wind of a silent rage
And sing laments of magic moments