I'm like an old building, once so strong and yet so fragile. Time flies and there I'm slowly crumbling. I'm only inches away from my destruction.
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The guy, whom I love, with the girl, whom he loves
Seeing him today was a relief. Though seeing him with her hurts me inside. Even though it was only for a few seconds but it seemed like it was a few minutes. They passed by us, and I saw in his face as he looks at her, he loves her. It was painful, but I can’t blame him. She was happy along with him. I don’t want to ruin their love story.
Maybe I’ll just be the person who once loved a guy who loves another girl.
RF: It took me two years to accept My Sister’s Friend Request on Facebook. I know my sister and I don’t really get along that much and because I think that she’s really annoying and stuff, I just left her Friend Request hanging. But I just accepted her like a while ago after having her wait for two years.
Another day tomorrow at school. Though today’s graduation practice was so exhausting, I can’t anymore feel my legs due to the standing thing for several hours.
We only practiced the entrance part of the ceremony and hopefully by tomorrow, we’ll be able to practice the accepting of diplomas. We’re like 319 in the batch and only 298 of us gets to march on graduation day. It was a bit sad not to be able to hear the names of some of my classmates. But it felt good having my name mentioned.
It was really exhausting. And that, I wanna stay and lie down in my bed. I don’t wanna get up. I still have a whole day tomorrow ahead of me. Sige lang, onting tiis nalang.
Today’s the start of our Graduation practices. I’m not ready to be a robot, nor will I ever be. With all of the ‘one, two, turn’ or ‘one, two, sit’ or ‘one, two, stand’ or ‘one, two, walk’.
We still haven’t had our paper bound yet.
Yeah, I don’t know what this feeling is. I haven’t felt like this in a while. So many great things happening in just a short time. I’m thankful and blessed. But I guess, konting tiis nalang. Kahit na maging robot lang naman ng ilang araw, basta matatapos din ‘to. Maging okay na rin lahat.
Those are my friends, Clinton and Oshane. I was like hanging out at the Student Council’s office this morning and Oshane was there along with Clinton, so we decided to play with some strobes. It was really fun.
Finally, after a month of revising and chasing panelists, we finally got signed. We’ve been waiting all day for our panelists. We’ve been chasing them around. We’ve also been knocking on doors, asking where they went. It was exhausting. We didn’t even had lunch yet and now, we just got signed!
Now all we need is to get our paper hard bound into a book.
Wandering again. Mr. I and I went on our early morning Photowalks again. But this time, we went to a different direction. We went to Tibanga, Iligan City. We walked form Pala-o to El Centro then to Gaisano Mall then MSU- IIT. It was a long walk but we managed to reach McDo by 6:40 AM.
It was fun. Then we went to San Miguel, Iligan City then to Redemptorist church then to our School where in we saw a bunch of our other batchmates who just finished their recollection.
I had a blast. Kahit na kami lang naman ni Mr. I. We just never run out of topics to talk about.
I don’t know what’s with this activity that made us cry but it really helped. After all the stress and all of the blood shed, we all needed this. It wasn’t only me, but it was them too.
We all needed a hug. We all needed to cry and let go of the rope that we’ve all been holding on for so long.
It started with a ‘thank you’, heading through a ‘sorry’ then finishing with a ‘good bye’. It was painful but we can’t do anything about it. It just happens. As time goes by, we all end up missing the bad things more than the good things. It was like a journey that we all went through together.
We have only less than a couple of weeks left. I’m not ready to say ‘good bye’ and neither are they. We just have to.
Mr. I and I were suppose to have another Photowalk again today, but I sort of over slept for like 30 minutes and his cellphone “cannot be reached”. He said that he’s on for today, but then I overslept and I think he went offline. But If ever I’ll be able to contact him later and if he says that he also overslept, then great! I just wanna have our last Photowalk before the Graduation practices starts.
Sana bukas nalang. At sana, mas maaga pa ako natutulog.
I’m not the same person whom you met a year ago. I’ve changed and none of you noticed it.
I’m not going back to that same person anymore.
It’s like I just let go of a precious part of me that I’ve been holding on for so long. It was like holding on to the memories and the people who has already let go of me a long time ago.
I just can’t go back. It’s scary back there.
Imagine that I just reached the tip of a long journey from below. Slowly I was beginning to see the light. Back there, down below, there was no light. It was like total darkness. It was cold and dark, and I swear, you don’t want to go there and neither am I, ever again.
Who is Msshearty? I’ve known this wonderful girl for only less than 7 months. When I first met her through this site, I knew that she was gonna change me. She did. That moment when I first met her personally at this bakery near her school, I never thought that she’d be that adorable. She’s like a kid, yet thinks so maturely.
The first time we talked like personally was when we spent our first meeting at McDo which is right across her school. I was sitting right across her, and she was like giggling for the whole time. She then said, “Maika, I can’t believe that you’re actually sitting right in front of me right now”. Well to tell you honestly, I can’t believe it either.
My first sleepover with a Tumblrista was with her. I asked her to sleepover at my house to “help me with my project”. The truth behind that sleepover is that, I don’t want her to leave yet. I wanted to talk to her and everything. Because of that sleepover, I got to know a few facts about her. Facts that I will never mention here on Tumblr.
The first ever person whom I’ve given chocolates to. I got her like this container of Ferrero Rocher chocolates last January. It was actually my Christmas gift to her, along with a bag of Doritos. Also on that day, we ate lunch at Chow King.
So I don’t know what is it with Ate Heart but I just like her, y’know. Like she’s amazing. She actually gave me her Christmas gift or whatever last January 2014. It was a Camera-shaped folder. I told her to be creative and not like spend so much on the gift. So she placed a few stickers and other things that improved the card. And there’s this small envelope in which there was a letter placed. I read the three-page letter, it actually made me cry. I never thought that God would send me someone like Ate Heart.
She’s a blessing not only to me but also to the people who loves her, her best friend, her family, her friends, and to her followers.
I have a thing for Palanca letters. I just love reading ‘em. Those Palanca letters above are the ones that I got from our retreat. I was really touched by the messages given by my best friends, some of my close friends and teachers.
Those three close-up letters above are the ones that I really love the most. The first one is from my Economics teacher, whom I got really close to. The second one is from my bestie, Allan A. The third one is from my other best friend, Charlene, whom I wrote a super long Palanca message to and only gave me that as her Palanca. Pfft.
But I really appreciate the letters that were given to me. :)
Last night, during the mirroring activity, I got to talk with my old nemesis, Andrea.
The story about me and Andrea started back during the summer after our Grade School graduation of 2010. A few friends of mine told me about her and like she was gonna study at our school and everything. Till I added her on Facebook. A week before the first day of High School, our sections were released and she posted her homeroom on her Facebook wall. What a coincidence that we were both in the same class. I then chatted with her and we became friends.
On the first day of school, I kept on starring at her since I couldn’t believe that she was actually there in my class. She was really friendly.
After a few months later, I sort of did a wrong thing. I went with my barkada’s decision upon leaving Andrea alone and stuff. It was wrong, like so wrong. I forgot why we did that but we did and I could tell that it was a really painful experience for Andrea as she was only new at our school and I sort of left her. Imagine that we were like BFF’s back then.
A few years passed and she stopped talking to me as well. I could hear that she was talking about me behind my back but I never cared.
Till the Senior year came. She was, then again, my classmate. At the first few months of our last year in High School, I didn’t talk to her much since I was so embarrassed of what I did to her a few years ago. I never even thought that I would do something that mean to someone who has done nothing but to be nice to me and all.
After a while, we started talking like little by little till we just kept on talking. But we both know that there’s still something that we needed to talk about. It was painful thinking about what I did.
Again came our Retreat. We had the mirroring activity at 12 AM. Then came my turn to talk to Andrea. She was blindfolded but she could hear me. I apologized and everything. I mentioned that thing that happened a few years ago. Till again, her turn came to talk to me. She mentioned and told me that she was sulking over the thing that happened to us and to what I did to her and to those moments that I left her alone.
Imagine that back then, I would lead her to the girls’ bathroom and as she was inside the stall, I would run away. Damn, I’m that mean. That’s only one of the things that I did to her.
But I’m glad that we’re okay now. She forgave me and so did I.