, July 16, 2018

Acceptance

There are things I miss

that I shouldn't

and those I don't

that I should.

Sometimes we want

what we couldn't --

sometimes we love

who we could.

~ Lang Leav, Lullabies


Written by princess_bride at 08:41 AM.

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My everyday life, July 10, 2018


I remember my dad saying years ago to me, "Tapusin mo inaaral mo para makapag ka na ng trabaho, para hindi ka gawing utosan ng nanay mo, bago man ako mawala." (Finish your studies, so you can apply for a job, or your mom will turn into a maid, before I'm gone." 

Many years has pass. Dad is now gone. And I'm being ordering by my mom to always help with her work and house chores. A days ago, I've been helping my mom as an assistant for those clients asking questions on facebook. Its the only thing I can for her besides housework while I don't have a job. Just when I thought I'll have time I needed, she wants me to clean the living room. I said, I needed to study, but mom goes yapping that she cleaned the kitchen, clean the backyard, wash the clothes, etc. I'm like, wait, what!? I could hardly respond properly to her comment. I need to do something important, and she does sorta hysterical on me. Sometimes I need to walk out of the house to stay away from her and calm down. She's unreasonable, inconsiderate and a slave driver. But not all the time.


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, July 9, 2018

what's left of yesterday

“Maybe the truth is there's a little bit of loser in all of us you know, being happy isn't having everything in your life being perfect. Maybe it's about stringing together all the little things. Making those count more then the bad stuff. Maybe we just get through it and that's all we can ask for.”
Ann Brashares, The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants

Over the weekend, I have been binge watching on old movies I haven't watched before. Found myself crying, laughing, sympathizing, singing....a roller coaster of emotions to be exact. Most parts I was crying, I miss my Mom. I miss my Dad too. I miss you. After all these years, I still find myself thinking about you. Thinking about what is left of yesterday. Nothing I guess. Except for the special moments and memories. So I'll string that together and make it count. Even if this so-called friendship is close to none.

I think I'm fine knowing that you're happy and healthy. I would've wanted more, I mean not like before. Maybe just a chance to say hi or hello, sharing music and talk about what's going on with our lives. But I guess that's asking too much. So all I can do is pray for a blessed life for you and reminisce on happy moments on my own. I think that counts....the memories. It is more than I could bargain for. And at this point, that's enough.

“Maybe there is more truth in how you feel than in what actually happens.”
Ann Brashares, The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants

{ music } Malaya - Moira dela Torre


Written by princess_bride at 11:06 AM.

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