Of Reasons and Rainbows

(post from my http://mylittlegalaxy.blogspot.com)

there are some days when you can’t help but reminisce the good old times. people who at one point or another had shared a significant part of your life. so here i am, crawling my way through yet another day, thinking of these persons and wishing that somehow, things would be back to the way they used to be.

aby - this is ironic. because she is my housemate. we live in the same house and have rooms next to each other’s. i dont know what happened, or how it began but i just realized that i have no idea about her whereabouts lately. every morning, when i leave our apartment, she’s sound asleep. and i feel that whenever i catch her at home in the evening, we have nothing to talk about. aby is one of my very best friends. she is the first person i met in college and thru the years, we’ve been through a lot. i sure hope that whatever it is that is making things uncomfortable will fix itself and that the invisible wall would vanish.

ancar - my official telebabad buddy. whether about love, work, family, food, dates napag uusapan namin nito. simula nung malipat sya ng work, di na kami nakakatelebabad. hehehe. chat na lang, di ba ann. miss na kita girl. as in. hehehe.

gagai - one of the sweetest person i know. very thoughtful, very pretty… san ka pa? kaya madaming biktima yan eh. mag email chat naman tayo minsan para di ko kayo masyado mamiss. sabihin mo sa kanila ha?

gatz - pasulpot sulpot na lang sa ym ang bata. sana ung next office mo dito lang ulit sa tabi tabi. nakakainis ka minsan dahil magulo ang utak mo, pero despite dat, masarap ka rin namang asarin kaya pwede na.

jake - si master jake, after all these years (parang ang haba na eh noh, well, to be specific, after two years) di pa rin ako nakakalimutan ipop nyan kapag nag online sya. para lang mangumusta. isnt that sweet. kuya ko yan. at alam ko na ipagtatanggol ako nyan pag may nang aaway sa akin.

she/marce - kahit madalas kami nag aaway, miss ko na sister ko. sa tarlac na kasi sya naka assign at kung saan saang posh na hotel… 12b1 is not the same without you.

and last but not the least, tantanannan…

junjun - magkasama lang kami kaninang lunch, mga 2 hours ago. magkausap lang kami sa phone. mga 5 mins ago. kaya nakakahiya mang sabihin, miss ko na sya. ang kulit ko noh?

(list intentionally arranged alphabetically…)

ngapala, kung down ka rin kagaya ko today, this might cheer you up. ulan by spongecola cueshe pala.

http://sandbox.deviantart.com/?fileheight=400&filewidth=550&filename=fs9:f/2006/011/b/2/Ulan.swf

to the greatest gift God had ever blessed me with,

I love you because I can think of no reason not to.

You are my happiness. I could seat in front of my computer for as long as possible and stare at the lifeless screen just to be with you after. I could wake up at the earliest hour in the morning and never complain about it, if it means that we could go home together and laugh and be silly along the way. I could ignore the hurt and the pain that I feel each day trying to find myself in this unkind world, all I need is to keep in mind that you would be by my side.

You complete me. Before I met you, I am just an empty soul, living a clueless and meaningless life. You give me reasons to look forward for each day I live. You bring a smile in my face every time I feel that my world is falling apart. You brighten my day, all you need to do is hold my hand and everything else melts away. You give meaning to everything that I am.

You are my biggest critic. You’re the only person to ever tell me that my little attempt at writing is rubbish, and got away with it. You could speak your mind, reckless of how I might feel but surprisingly I would just smile and admire your honesty. At times, you even act as if you’re my mom and my dad combined (I’m still a child, remember?), only to make me feel protected and spoiled after a while. How you can endure my endless whine, my insecurities and my uncertainties; and everything that makes me weak never fail to amaze me.

Ironically, you are also my number one fan. You never fail to remind me of your flattering thoughts. And I can do nothing to oppose, because it only gives you more reason to say it over and over again. You could make me believe those, if only I am not the silly pessimist that I am.

You are my star. I admire you. Every time I look at you, I secretly whisper a word of thanks to God for giving me the opportunity to love such a wonderful person. My world seems to be brighter just because you are what you are. You’re everything that I ever wanted, everything that I need.

And lastly, I want one you to know one thing: You take my breath away.

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tag nyo rin ako ha… hehehe. it would surely make me smile. and leave a comment and *hug* na rin para masaya! astig! hehehe.

to start with, lately i feel as if im being rather talkative whenever i’m around my friends. i came to realize, i never ran out of anecdotes and stories about anything under the sun and i dont think i stop talking. weird, because to almost everyone else, im really the quiete-and-shy type of person. with that in mind, i thought of writing down other things that is not so obvious to most of the people around me. heregoes:

10 things you dont know about me 

1. i have a serious bout of inferiority complex. i lack self confidence. i dont really believe in myself. believe that? its true.

2. my most prized corporate possession is an orange little frog that rests on top of every pc (at work) that i had used. this little fella, "froggy", for lack of any other name i could associate with it serves as my sidekick for every job that i had so far.

3. i’m musically ignorant coz im a passive listener. i dont know usher or beyonce. i dont care about their music. i wont even recognize them on the television. much more would i know any of their songs. all this because i just listen to whatever comes my way.but differently from most people i know.in my case, music is something that just comes and then go into thin air. that means that i dont remember the title or the artist or the album or anything about most of the song i "encounter". i just listen to them, ask me the chorus or any part of the lyrics after a minute or so and im tell you, i wont be able to remember. that’s how hopeless i am when it comes to music.

4. i find it hard to throw away my trash. i am the kind of person who keeps the smallest peice of paper that i had used on my bag instead of throwing them in the bin. my wallet is usually full with old receipts, old pictures, old atm cards that i can not seem to get rid of. my inbox is full of year old messages that i can not delete unless maybe if i’ll close my eyes. my local drives are full of back up files that would stay there unless windows will force me to delete some. my notebooks are full of pages with useless doodles and wasted space that will never be torn.

5. i have this thing with the phonebook entries on my cell phone. i keep a standard on how the contact name should appear and i have a tendency to check the record repeatedly fearing that one entry may violate my sacred rules. what do i get from that stupid habit? nothing of course. but i do it nonetheless.

6. i like blog hopping. and reading other people’s personal messages, comments, thoughts and the works. for me it is a way for me to really get to know a person. it’s impossible to know what’s going on in another person’s mind at a given time. so even a glimpse of that, i would appreciate.

7. i’m a self confessed morning rush addict. yep, its kinda jologs. but listening to dell and chico’s top ten something’s every single day usually brings a big grin on my face on my way to work in the morning. and that in the middle of ayala morning traffic jam is really something, dont you think?

8. whenever someone (usually my close friends and relatives) are leaving for another country, i ask for a mickey mouse key chain for pasalubong. and i always look forward for it when they come back. i has become a habbit.

9. i like to write. i’d like to think that i have a knack for writing feature articles. and lately, i always find myself checking the grammar of everything i happen to be reading. would you believe that i even noted that upon checking harry potter and the halfblood prince has 9 typographical errors in it? hahaha, geeky, ryt?

10. i dont want people calling me gracia (paging marco and aby). i hate it. i prefer to be called grace, grays or gracie would be even better (mas malambing). and whenever i have to write my name on paper… i would never ever be caught writing "grace dela Peña" - clearly, that’s somebody else like a news caster on ch7. it should always be "maria grace dela peña". and definitely, i wont forgive anyone who will call me maria grace. be it written or spoken. i just care so much about how people name me that i think it’s hilarious.

hey peeps… the numerous blog updates that friendster sends to your network’s inbox is quite irritating for me.

that’s why, i created a new blog and decided to keep that one updated instead.

please visit mY LittLe GalaXy okies?!

It’s amazing. People cant stop talking about it. Everyone is in this state of bewilderment. It’s like the book has a magic of its own.

And I’m one of the crazy fans. Sorry I couldn’t post a message with enuf sense. I’m too pre occupied in going home and being enchanted once more.

oh, yeah, the magic continues. thanks to my "dearest muggle". meron akong hard copy…kahit sa panaginip hindi ko inisip yun. that’s how happy i am.truly.

darn… i think i might just cry for this book when it ends… i’m pretty sure i would.

< self proclaimed harry potter addict >

From work and back

From the crib then the rocking chair.

From a child to a lady.

From home to nowhereland.

From smile to tears.

From love then hate.

From hate to angst.

From enjoying something to getting sick of it.

From traffic to being late then going home.

From one manager to another.

From a long lost friend to a new found acquaintance.

From having you around to then leaving for home.

From hugs and kisses to daydreams.

From sleeping to sleeping some more.

From summer to floods.

From the crazy world of the internet to the world of books and magic.

From happy meal toys to sweet chocolates.

From a month to a year.

From now until forever.

This is my life.

From start to end.  J

its the best part.

those mornings when the first thing i see is your face

and the first thing i feel are your arms around me.

article created last: 03/31/04 : 0839am

Ang labo mo.

Ang labo. Yan ang generic na comments ng mga friends ko kapag nagkkwento ako ng tungkol sa yo. Yan din ang buntong hininga ko kapag naiisip kita. At yan din ang himutok ko sa kung ano mang bagay sa kalawakan na meron tayo ngayon.

Kapag tinitingnan kita sa mata, nalulula ako. Kapag magkasama tayo, konting friction lang, nagiiba ang pakiramdam ko. Kapag di kita nakita or nakausap or naitext, hindi ako mapakali. At sa oras oras na ginawa ni God, naiisip kita. I was kind of hesitant to admit it at first, kasi hindi ako sanay ng nagkakaganito. And to be vocal about it…naku, kung alam mo lang kung gaano kahirap yun sa part ko. I grew up in a family where feelings are not something that you can discuss over dinner. Kaya malihim ako lalo na kung tungkol sa mga nararamdaman ko. Pero syempre, lahat yun nakalimutan ko nung nagsimula ang dilemma ko tungkol sa yo.

Di ka naman sweet eh. Walang konsepto ng pagiging romantic na nananalaytay sa laman mo, sure ako dun. Pero kapag magkasama tayo, feeling ko ang special ko. Eh sundin mo ba naman lahat ng gusto ko eh. Yung tipong even the smallest details gusto mo mapagbigyan mo ko? Minsan nga kahit di mo trip yung movies na gusto ko, nagppretend ka na lang na excited eh.Di ka magaling magpanggap kaya alam ko. One time nga magkahawak tayo ng kamay sa movie, nararamdaman ko talaga na mahal mo ko. Kaya all throughout, naka-smile ako. Hindi mo nga lang siguro nakita kasi madilim and of course, you’re supposed to look at the screen. Yung mga night walks natin, yun yung best part para sa akin. Feeling ko ang payapa. As in I feel so secured with you, minsan ayoko ng makita ka kapag maghihiwalay tayo. Kasi nasasaktan ako na natapos na yung ilang oras na kasama kita. And then I’ll start counting the hours and days and sometimes weeks kung kelan ulit kita makakasama. Yah, I know, adik na ata ako sa yo eh.

And dont worry alam kong mahal mo ko. Nararamdaman ko na  totoo, in your own special way you make me feel cared for and loved. Love din kita, and dont worry, tanggap ko kung sino ka ang lahat lahat ng tungkol sa yo. Kaya kahit na mushy ako at sentimental at kahit na mas gusto yung sweet and thoughtful, i fully understand kung hindi ko masyadong makita sa yo yun. Believe me, you have taught me how to appreciate the simple things na ginagawa mo.

Sana lagi na lang ganito. Sana yung mga magical moments, hindi mawala at hindi natin pagsawaan. Sana yung mga ngiti sa labi at kislap sa mata na nagraradiate kapag magkausap tayo, hindi kumupas.

Sana alam mo na ganito ang nararamdaman ko. At sana rin alam ko kung ano ang nasa isip mo.

Ano ba talaga, tayo ba o imagination ko lang lahat ito? Ang labo di ba?