As I was reading Rorie's pile of Time magazines, I realized that the world is changing at a faster velocity and here I am wallowing in self pity. Ahhh... time for drastic change... I have to get into the groove again. There's more to life than my EMOing.
Call it plain laziness, but I have been in intellectual stupor for the past few months... blame it on post-adolescense syndrome (late na paglandi :)). But as I try to have my brain cells working again, I can't believe that I only noticed it now - how charismatic and brilliant Obama is! I am no judge if he'll make a great leader but he sure is a good speaker, and he has a very magnetic personality. He's like a breeze of fresh air! (In Philippine politics, I foresee Mar Roxas doing an Obama, and Kris Aquino as a wonderful VP :)).
Obama has a great sense of timing, he is very articulate... and the man can dance! America is at the brink of national recession (if not into recession already) and all are …
I have been a proponent of transference for the longest time. If you want to move on, forget something or just plain sour graping, transfer your attention to something or someone else. This is the most effective way for me to get over someone so here I go again... a toast to the new Object of my Affection... :) Librans are so funny :)
Oh God, my blog is a mess. It's full of you-tube videos because I believe that the only way I could express how I felt was through mushy, crappy, EMO love songs (peace Xtian my bro). Congee gave me a week to recover and she was right. I am ok, finally. Although, I feel that there's something on my throat when I chance upon a love song on the radio but I have Xtian to tease me, so I'll just laugh, laugh and laugh some more.
I have been here in Minneapolis for the past four months and heck, I feel that it's more than that. So much has happened and I've got to know my friends here in a more deeper level. I cherish my friendships, they keep me sane. Sometimes everything's a blur but I believe that it was better this way. Everything happens for a reason and I am a stronger person because of it.
When I'll come back to Manila, I'll be a few days shy of turning 30. Gawd, I am turning 30. I am thinking of celebrating my birthday somewhere simple …
"Your Guardian Angel..." When I see your smile Tears run down my face I can't replace And now that I'm stronger I've figured out How this world turns cold and breaks through my soul And I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one I will never let you fall I'll stand up with you forever I'll be there for you through it all Even if saving you sends me to heaven
It's ok. It's ok. It's ok. Seasons are changing And waves are crashing And stars are falling all for us Days grow longer and nights grow shorter I can show you I'll be the one
I will never let you fall I'll stand up with you forever I'll be there for you through it all Even if saving you sends me to heaven
Cuz you're my, you're my, my true love, my whole heart Please don't throw that away Cuz I'm here for you Please don't walk away, Please t…
I used to read the tarot to find guidance and just to make chismis (yep! sa baraha kinukuha ang chismis!) Everytime I ask a question about her, the "Star" appears on the deck. I thought then that this was a sign that she is just a dream, someone I cannot be with.
I brought out the Tarot deck again the other day, and lo and behold, the same card appeared. So, I looked it up and drat, it's a sign of hope and optimism. Of course, being the positive thinker that I am, I took it as a sign that I should just wait... wait.. and wait.. maybe, just maybe.. ika nga.. "suntok sa buwan..."...
"Happy Pride! :)" I have heard this uttered so enthusiastically and with every ounce of sincerity during the gay pride weekend here in downtown Minneapolis. We are lucky that we are located in Minnesota, a US state that is mostly populated by gay people (second only to California).
This is my second time to attend this event but I have always been proud that this lifestyle is celebrated and not shunned. For a detailed history of gay pride, click this.
The whole Hennepin Avenue street was again littered with gay men, gay women, straight men, straight women and all those in between (still making the decision). But labels.. these are just labels.. what's important is we love.. and love... without knowing why :) ----------
I missed the dykes on bikes, but there were still the trucks with half clad men and women who are so fit and fab. You can't help but wonder if fat is really a sin to gay people.