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A certain Tin in the universe said, "One thing you must realize, these feelings will pop up again at certain times in your life..." My reply to that would be my infamous "i can attest to that" line. They do. When everything seems to be okay, when you are on steady ground... they pop up all of a sudden, shaking you once again. The past three days counted as those "certain times when they will pop up again". Monday and Tuesday was smooth. For a long time, I've never felt so peaceful, so secured, so confident that good things will happen just as I wait. Wednesday, however, was the killer. I lost my phone and there goes the trigger. Having merely sleep and limited my connection to people.One of my friend probably have heard this from me a lot of times. While there are YM, Facebook, name it, as options - they're not just as accessible. Friday, I went home in the morning drunk decided to take a taxi. So, i hailed the bright of session road. . T...

Im staring  at the clock its quarter to 3 i’m tossin to bed cause i just cant sleep..cause your not here with me im reachin out for you i wish i can talk to you. Tryn to figure out whats goin on with me im used to have all the answers for everything oh boy ! tsk dunno what to do. Its so crazy a u simply amaze me. All the games i played and the 3pings im doin seems so lame to me im goin down with this new me ahggh but still i dunno if your tellin the truth or just Trippin'

OVER .. Today i just figured that i should end this stupidity before it totally kills me ! I have proven time and again that relationship whose foundation is a weak as infant and a relationship that sprung out of lies and nurtured with lies will never head a rightful path. Yet i continued playin with the game believing we can work things out. But what could you expect from a LONG DISTANCE LOVE AFFAIR? I should not have allowed us to reach this far, i should not have invested too MUCH, and i should not have played the game where we would all be losers hurting at the end. But what’s the use of my bla bla bla over things that can never be undone? So the mature thing to do now is to LET GO of it at once.. Will i still have the courage to lose grip ? today, im putting a quotation to this stupid sentence a PERIOD ....THANK YOU AND GOODBYE ! Uno. 

My heart feels shattered. It’s excruciating when the person you love no longer trusts you, even when you've given your all. The pain runs deep, and all I seek is peace in this relationship. I sacrificed so much, believing in the love, trust, and understanding we built, but it feels like it all vanished in an instant. I’m torn. I don’t believe he truly loves me anymore because love and trust go hand in hand, and he doubts me for no reason. I know myself, and I’ve remained committed, staying true to my promise to his mom to take care of him. Yet, despite everything I’ve done to prove our love is worth fighting for, I feel alone in this effort. It hurts that breaking up seems to be his only solution, even for something small. I know relationships are about sacrifice, and I’ve been fighting for us, but it seems like he's quick to give up. I can't understand why every disagreement leads to talk of a breakup. If the fault is his, I forgive him, but if it’s mine, it feels like the...

I’ve always been the kind of student who finds lectures boring. I’ve never been one to sit still and listen to hours of theory—I'd much rather be doing something hands-on, where I can feel and experience things directly. So, when the opportunity for On-the-Job Training (OJT) at Tagudin Hospital came up, I was excited. Finally, I’d get to trade in textbooks and PowerPoints for real-life situations, which is exactly what I thought I wanted. But I never expected that this experience would change the way I see life. Stepping Into Reality: More Than Just a Training Walking into Tagudin Hospital for the first time as a trainee nurse was both thrilling and overwhelming. The reality of the hospital setting hit me instantly—the beeping monitors, the hurried footsteps of nurses, the hushed conversations of families waiting for news. This was no simulation. These were real people with real problems, and I was about to step into their world. I remember my first few shifts, watching people come...

After our all-night escapade, I barely made it home by 1 PM and crashed, waking up in a total daze at 10 PM. My body clock was wrecked, and the hangover? Brutal. I rolled over to see my phone lighting up with messages—calls from my mom, a check-in from my friend Brandie, and a text from him. The guy with a playlist for every moment. His message? “You’ve been running in my mind all day.” Instantly, my half-awake self was wide awake and kilig. I joked back, “Is that a song lyric? Good morning/night?” He didn’t miss a beat. “I have a song for you.” Before I could even catch up, he sent me a link. I hit play, and as the beat of Young Buck’s “Something About You” kicked in, I found myself smiling—heart racing at the lyrics. “There’s something about your style and the way that you move… I just wanna feel your body, your body and my body is so right…” It hit differently. I barely knew this guy, yet here I was, smiling like a total fool. And while I’d promised myself I’d stay focused on being ...

You know that feeling when you're just out with friends, enjoying the vibe at some bar, and then you unexpectedly click with someone? That happened to me. Days passed, and I’d all but forgotten about the encounter—until a random message popped up on my phone. “Hey, I looked for you on FB. Remember me?” For a split second, I was totally thrown. "Remember you? Nope!" I shot back, teasingly. He hit me back with a confused “What?” and I couldn’t help myself—I laughed and texted, “Just kidding! Wassup?” From there, the conversation just took off. We found ourselves talking about music, digging into songs that not everyone knows—hidden gems that have been soundtracking our lives. One title after another, we tossed out song suggestions, getting lost in the meaning behind each lyric. He introduced me to a song that had this hauntingly beautiful melody, one I’d never have found on my own, and in return, I shared a track that practically had my soul woven into it. The conversation ...

  Looking Back at My Senior Year: A Crazy Ride of Love, Rebellion, and Lessons Learned Senior year. That one last stretch of high school that’s supposed to be about preparing for the future, making memories, and tying up the last bits of teenagehood before stepping into the “real world.” But for me? It was a whirlwind of misguided love, rebellion, and too many nights spent trying to be someone I wasn’t. I fell hard for a guy who was never going to treat me right. I convinced myself I could keep up, that I knew what I was doing, and that everything I did was my choice. But the truth? I was just lost in a mess I barely understood. Falling for him felt like jumping off a cliff without a parachute. He was the type of guy you read about—the classic “player.” He had the charm, the appeal, and the way of making you feel like you were the only one, even when you weren’t. And I played right into it, bending over backward, doing things I’d never thought I’d do, all to make him happy. It wasn...

There I was, a 21-year-old single girl, just figuring out my way through life. I wasn’t exactly looking for anything serious—I was more about enjoying the moments, focusing on myself, and figuring out who I was. Little did I know that a seemingly regular night out with friends would end up being so memorable. It was one of those cool nights when everyone was just looking to relax and catch up over drinks. I didn’t dress up to impress—just slipped into a comfortable, black, off-shoulder knitted top, feeling casual yet a little edgy. When I arrived at the spot, the music was already pumping, and everyone was either talking or laughing, that perfect party buzz in the air. As I settled in, my friend decided to play matchmaker, introducing me to this guy across the room. He was a little different from the typical crowd. Hoodie pulled up, a casual beanie, and that effortless vibe, like he hadn’t tried too hard but somehow got it just right. At first glance, he seemed reserved, not the type t...

Lost in Different Directions: A Raw Look Back at My Party Days Looking back, my younger self was wild and a little lost, caught up in a whirlwind of nights that blurred into each other. Back then, my life was full of late-night escapades, and my partner in crime was my sister from another mother, Tine. We were inseparable—two young, irresponsible party girls with big dreams and no rules. She was my ride-or-die, and together we ruled the night, hopping from one scene to the next, sipping drinks like we owned every bar, club, and afterparty we walked into. It was the kind of friendship that felt unbreakable, cemented by countless inside jokes, stories, and secrets. We’d show up in different area codes, meet new faces, swap numbers with guys who’d be forgotten by morning, and wake up with hazy memories and hangovers that didn’t quite phase us. Tine was always ready to protect me, to jump to my defense if anything went down. And we’d talk about everything: boys who didn’t treat us right, f...

I just want to share with you guys, i just got this from a friend through email... This is beautiful! Try not to cry. She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: "How is my little boy ? Is he going to be all right ? When can I see him ?" The surgeon said, "I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it." Sally said, "Why do little children get cancer ? Doesn't God care any more ? Where were you, God, when my son needed you ?" The surgeon asked, "Would you like some time alone with your son ? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university." Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. "Would you like a lock of his hair ?" the nurse asked. Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's ha...

Quotes a lot of things could be said within a little period of time. But what matters is.. How long you’ll really men it.. J ----   Try punching a wall. Did it fight back? YES, it did. You were also hurt. Now hug a pillow. Did it   hug too? Yes, you felt the warmth. This time, SHOUT, hear it? Yes ,coz you’re still listening LESSON? APPRECIATE always appreciate everything and everyone around you even if sometimes they give you pain.. --- Best relationship? Its when you both know your in love with each other yet you stay friends.. --- FACT: a recent study shows that the heart grows weaker Every time we do something opposite of what we feel.. -readers digest.. --- Its sad when your love forgets about you. You cant hold his hand when you want. There’s no embrace to keep you warm No one cares if your sleeping or if your awake No one worries If your not yet home No one kisses your stresses awa...

When I think back to my early childhood, around 3 or 4 years old, the happy moments that should come to mind—the laughter, the warmth of a family together—are absent. Instead, what remains are fragmented memories filled with tension, arguments, and a deep sense of unease. I can’t recall simple moments of joy with my mom, dad, brother, and me, all together. What I do remember is the sound of raised voices, the feeling of walking on eggshells, and the ever-present weight of something being wrong. My mom was always working, doing everything she could to hold things together, while my dad seemed to slip further into his own world, numbed by alcohol. I can’t remember a single time when my dad wasn’t drinking, and I can’t picture my mom ever being fully relaxed. They both seemed trapped in their own struggles—my dad with his addiction, my mom with the burden of trying to make it all work. And my brother and I? We were just there, caught in the middle of it all, too young to understand but ol...

One of the reason why people get so sentimental. it's because, memories are the the only thing that don't change. When everything else does. There are things in life that can't hold on forever, no matter how much you fight for it. Some isn't always good, it becomes playful.  When you met someone you learned to love, you thought it was destiny who made your paths cross, but what if making your paths cross is just part of the game that the playful destiny create? making you realize in the end that the person you thought that was destined for you wasn't really meant to stay, but only destined to make you feel love and leave you when you've already fallen.  It's not easy to sate a reason when you decide to leave your love. Some might think its it's just an excuse, some might not actually believe, some will blame you, some might even get mad at you, that they don't see is the fact that it hurts you even more to hurt someone who doesn...

It’s depressing! They make me want to sit with them and talk. It just really makes me think about life. Either they had someone and lost them or they just never did. Stories could be amazing even though they maybe be heartbreaking. It’s amazing to know how they feel about their daily life and feelings. I’m sure they think about it everyday. I know I would. Honestly, I’m scared to death that I could be one them and be lonely. I’d love to share most of my life with a significant other. I’d love a reason to live everyday. I’m sure I’m not the only one who’s scared though.   This is heart-breaking. ;(

What is something that is “going right” in your life?    Nothing is going perfectly right.  :/ Do you often have a lot on your mind?  Always. Do you ever talk to yourself? Not like, out loud lol.  Does it bother you when people are not on time? Yes. Did you see your bestfriend today? I don’t even know who that is anymore, to be honest. Have you ever gotten flowers from a significant other? Oh, wow.  Not a significant other, but from people I was sort of with. Have you ever been cheated on? I guess, if you want to consider him a real boyfriend lol. What would happen if you found out you were being cheated on right now? No one can cheat on me since no one is going out with me lol. Are you an outgoing person, or are you more reserved? I seem outgoing, but I’m actually really reserved. What is your favorite sexual act? Erm, I’m not at all a sexual person, but okay. Have you ever been in a relationship that was going great, and then suddenly somethin...

So many thoughts, I don’t know where to begin, I’ll start from my heart, and what I feel within. I still have feelings, which haven’t changed, because when you left me my life was re-arranged. I used to cry so many times a day, but lately those tears have been fading away. I am hoping that my brighter day soon will come, and maybe, just maybe, I’ll find that special someone. Yes, it’s been hard, but I’m getting back my life, I’ve even managed to put away the knife. I will find someone who’s right for me, who loves me and lets me be all I can be. Yet the thought of you and her, is tearing me apart, because you will always have a special place in my broken heart. Do I still love you? Yes, I do, but another part of me is getting over you. I never thought I would say this, but I simply have to confess, with each and every day that goes by, I love you less and less. I just wanted to be wit...

So that’s the way it is. You can just go find someone else and let me go Like you don’t know owe me a thing But I can handle this, I’ve been through it all before And you get yours and im gonna bounce back again You can tell someone, that you’ll be there And then walk away, like you don’t care I’m not saying this cause im mad I just want you to understand, One day, its gonna catch up with you What goes around comes around Baby I thought you knew Do somebody wrong for too long, its gonna get done to you And you did me bad and got away Play me like a fool Thought you knew, 360 is coming right back to you You must be sitting on top of the world Feeling like you’re finally free and you will see that it won’t be too long Taking what you deserve, then you’re the one that somebody leaves Then you’ll think of me and wish you never did me wrong baby You can tell someone, that you’ll be there And then walk away, like you don’t care You might decide you want me back but it’ll be too late for that...