Venturing into New Perspective

Hello! Good morning.

So, what's up? How's life?

Ako, ito, parang I'm sick and tired of complaining tungkol sa bagay na wala ako...nakakapagod din kasi. Ako rin yung talo sa kakaisip at kakacompare, inistress ko lang ang sarili.

So, I realized na, hello! Melrose! 20 years old ka na, at malapit a rin mag-21, go! and live life. wag puro mukmok wag puro dahilan ay kabusyhan...have time, make time and most specially, make actions. Actions that can bless others, as well as yourself.

SO, ayun lang.

I hope na you're all doing well, kung hindi, ayos lang yan, di ka nag-iisa. You are never alone. :) And most specially, like all storms, this too shall pass. :)

I wish I could:

-travel to strange place

-meet friends

-talk to people

-observe behavior from a vantage point
-love and be loved

-be myself

without subjecting to someone's approval.

Sorry.

I should always walk the talk.
I don't want to lose my friend.
She is one of the rarest kind of people...
Like a diamond among the charcoals.

When it hits you, it hits you. it's a fact.
No matter how many times you ignore it...you can't forget it.

LaterLetter2

hindi ko alam kung matutuwa ako o maiinis sa nakikita ko.
Pero dahil importante sa akin, mas pipiliin ko maging masaya para sa kanya.
Kasi kung maiinis lang ako, ibig sabihin, iniisip ko lang sarili ko.
Basta, ipangako mo lang na di ka papaiyakin niyan.
Kasi pag pinaiyak ka niyan, basta.
Ayaw ko mag-end ang panibagong chapter na iyan sa buhay mo.
Nakikita kong masaya ka sa kanya.
Sapat ng magkaibigan tayo.
Masaya na ako dun.
Kahit sa totoo lang.
Pigang piga na  ako.
Di ko alam kung paano ko to nakakaya.
Siguro kasi mahal kita.

Meanwhile...

all i wanna do, is to walk with you side by side
along the coastline that deviates water and fire
hand-in-hand, bare footed.

but this is just in my paradox world..
can I do this with you?
just say a word..and I'll do.

and oh, baby, even if it hurts
distance would mediates
to love you most. :))

Mirror - but the difference is I did tell.

Disclaimer: this article is not mine :) I just want to repost this 'cause, yeah, I guess you know why.

"I like the way he looks at me. Like I want to believe in myself" —Serena Van der Woodsen

First of all, I want to let you know, I am not desperate and I'm not basing my happiness on finding my one, perfect love. I am the girl, you sit beside with every day in school, with a serious look on her face, pretending I don't care. I am the girl, you've always thought of as outspoken, someone who is crazy and bipolar. I am the noisy girl who eats chocolate cake secretly at the library or the girl who is constantly feeling terrible at how her grades turned out. I am the smart, non-conformist, and talkative girl you've always thought of. Partly, yes maybe. Although you should know, I am the girl who secretly hopes for you. 

Sometimes, I wonder how I got here or how I've ever known you. My feelings stand between infatuation and love, but I still want to believe that this is just a case of simple attraction. I felt it, when you held my hands and told me, "You can do it" when hope was not clear and loneliness reigns. My friends told me I am being friendzoned—but then again we were never friends in the first place. We just knew each other as classmates. We weren't even close enough for me to consider myself being friendzoned.

I blame my books for putting me in a fairytale mentality, putting me up with the belief of destiny and fate. Thinking there would be that perfect slow motion moment when you and I suddenly meet. But that just isn't right, because I knew we were never really for each other. You have never thought of me as a girl who is in love, but a girl who is reading and fantasizing about her dreams in life. Often, I am blabbing about how frustrated I am with my exam grades but really I just want to hear you say, "It's okay." However, this is not a movie nor a John Green book. And, I am no Shailene Woodley. 

There were times when I couldn't experience something without wishing you were there to see it, too. I will wait for you to talk to me and when you don't, I'd still wait. I will wait for that beep on my phone, or that moment will we will magically bump into each other and you'll throw a quick "hi" my way, but I'll always go the other way. Things get awkward and I don't always get noticed. Sometimes, I'd look at you and I'll pretend I was looking for someone or I'll act as if I am busy with school stuff. There are days, when I will call for you and ask you about our homework, trying to be nonchalant about it, but deep inside my heart keeps on beating. You took my breath away and you still have no idea.

I keep on writing about you and tomorrow you'd ask me about this, maybe even ask, "Who's this for?" But you'll never know that this is about you, because I'll tell you it's fictional and I'll laugh and tell you jokes. But all I want is for you to know, that this is how I feel for you. But I'll never tell. 

Standing between love and infatuation,

The Girl with Unrequited Love

Anna Patricia D. Parcia is a 19-year-old student from Ateneo de Naga University.

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