Return to Pooh Corner True love is that strong, awesome feeling that scares the hell out of you but always makes you unbearably happy. It doesn't go away, no matter how much you will it to. More than anything else, you'll know in your heart when you meet him that he is the one. He doesn't become the one the same way that soul mates do not become soul mates later in life. With him, you are damn certain that you are not settling. With him, you know that you will be sixty years old and never wondering about the one that got away because he never did. He's right there holding your hand.
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Mar 8, 2006
it's been a long time... ain't sure if i can still write as before... romancing away a blank page with sweet words and phrases... guess my worst fears have come true... my muse hath abandoned me. 
Posted at 10:22 pm by analuvsbaba
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Aug 27, 2005
what to post then?
hmm.... time is much at hand, but am not complaining. i just hope the Muse will come visit without delay and sans interruption.
going back after that phone call....
i've had errors before incurred at work, but always i have managed to salvage the situation and have avoided an agent error resulting to any payout.
until now. and it doesn't help my bruised ego a bit that my doucumented mistake IS the first our company made towards this high-profile client.
i was teary-eyed when i affixed my signature on the report, acknowledging that, yes, i screwed up the reservation for the traveler. and yes, i have caused my office to shelll out money to cover up my butt. oh well....
most reps on the floor say that unless you've got a pay-out, you ain't a rep at all.
i refuse to believe that. and Lord help me not to have another one ever... not sure my ego can take a second one.
=(
Posted at 05:05 pm by analuvsbaba
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May 31, 2005
roadtrip: ikalawang kabanata
okay....
so i made myself endure an eight-hour trip going north on my own. and this is on a bus whose seats do NOT recline... thank the good lord for j.k. rowling and the order of phoenix which kept me company and this gallant pair steadily kept boredom at bay. the bus also did NOT have a functioning tv/video on board so the freaking apparatus is just a useless equipment taking up space in front of the bus. and it did NOT leave the station until an hour after the supposed schedule for take-off.
hay.... all these in the name of friendship.
AT! nagpanic pa ko kasi i found out naubusan ako ng load! potah! panu nila ko susunduin kung di nila alam what time i'd be arriving there di ba? so... i'm taking out from my angst list the fact that the bus going was delayed kasi if not, i won't be able to reload....
so i got there and stayed a couple and a half days. that part was nice. no angst there whatsoever. save a note to self that married life isn't all roses... nah, that'd be a better topic for a different blog.... hehehe
eto na! uwian na.
my girlfriend and her doctor hubby convinced me to go on the night trip on a different busline this time. mas mahal ang fare dito kasi deluxe daw. o sya! i did enjoy the reclining backrest AND the leg rest. got to sleep thru almost the entire trip. kaya lang.... i really can't -- for the life of me -- imagine myself dragging my five-ish daughter (in the event i would already have one) and pay one adult full fare then lodge my puny version in between myself and an inconvienced total stranger. so about a fifth of the seat that i paid an exorbitant price on was actually occupied by the mother-daughter tandem. ugh!
buti na lang, boyfriend was dutiful enough to pick me up from the station in chaotic cubao....
patay na lang ako pag nabasa nya to di ba? he didn't know any better that i went and came back on my own....
ayan... am such a bad lying gurl....
Posted at 07:07 am by analuvsbaba
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i went up to ilocos to attend a college girlfriend's daughter's first birthday over the weekend.
the trip was an eye opener.
this trip was planned way back in march. two of our other girlfriends were to join in the foray. so when there was an announcement that all leave allocations were blocked until further notice about the second week of may, imagine my dismay. i was cussing management's ass all the way to hell, i tell you. truth be told, childish as it may seem, i was really contemplating drafting my resignation letter. thanks to our dear supervisors; they fought for our rights and the leave i filed last march got approved. so, you think, all's well that ends well, eh? enk! you're wrong. dead wrong.
my two other girlfriends, for some reasons, cannot go after all. they told me on a thursday... thursday! we were to supposed to leave for ilocos thursday night! so i started freaking out and cursed life for pulling a not-so-funny joke on me last minute.
here's the dilemma: do i no show on my friend who has been pining in the province missing the city life? or do i go up north by my pretty self and bravely face whatever the eight-hour solo roadtrip has in store?
my usual " i'm a loyal friend" personality took over. so friday morning, i said what the heck, packed my bags and off to ilocos i went... under the pretense that i am going with my girlfriend's cousin. so now not only am i brave, but am also a lying prat. (hellouer?! eh di hindi ako pinayagan sa bahay kung sinabi ko di ba?)
so it went that i spent half a week's salary on a three-day sojourn....
Posted at 05:20 am by analuvsbaba
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May 13, 2005
you came into my life at a time when i was crazy enough to allow myself to hold a torch for someone who already moved on and was in love with someone else.
you came and doggedly decided you wanted to stay.
you came and pretty much made my sides ache laughing at your jokes, good thing that in the six years we have known each other i have yet to develop acute appendicitis.
you came and just stayed there, even through those days i didn't want you to.
you came and started to unsettle my sense of fierce independence that there was actually a time i was much like a babe fresh out of the womb, unable to alight from the jeepney without your outstretched hand to steady me -- thank the good lord that was over. you actually turned a leaf and saw that there is still some living apart we both need to do so as not to lose our individualities in this togetherness.
you came and just stayed there, through my imperfections and mood swings.
you came and promised me a tomorrow. you know what makes that promise more beautiful? because you are working very hard on that promise today to make that tomorrow a reality ... eventually.
you came and stayed and loved me every day for the past six years.
this is your special day, your birthday? what can i give you back to show that i do appreciate your coming into my life and more than that, for staying in it?
i love you.
i thank you for "not letting me get rid of you."
i love you.
happy birthday, my baba.
and may all the world who has access to this blog know that, too. nyehehe
Posted at 05:14 am by analuvsbaba
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May 10, 2005
THINK: What is the difference between loving someone and being in love with someone?
Being in love is what romance novels and movies are all about. It’s that euphoric feeling you get when the world stops to turn, your tummy starts to churn and do flip flops, you “hear the music” when he whispers in your ear those three magical words. It is wonderfully exhilarating. It causes you to have the makings of a fool’s smile playing in your lips at the most inopportune times and places, but what the heck do you care, right?
However, being in love is a transient state. I do not have the data right now, but it takes too much of one’s energy to “be in love” -- what more to “stay in love.” In time you hear the farts, you see the parcel of food in between gum lines, your face gets drenched because he splays saliva all over when he eats/speaks – honestly, do you really still “hear the music” at these times?
If you still do, that’s because you made a decision to do so. You decided that you will love him … no matter what … come what may.
You decided to accept him at face value and whatever is hidden underneath that will surface in time. You decided that you will accept and stick with all the eccentricities and shortcomings. That is commitment.
No matter what the Fates may toss to test your “love,” be it Brad Pitt in all his naked glory or Daniel Radcliffe in his unabashed vulnerability, you will have eyes for him and only him. That is fidelity. Loyalty.
When you have wronged him in any way, you are prepared to offer apologies. Also, you are only too willing to forgive and forget if he was the one who screwed up. That is humility.
After all, as much as we enjoy and continually look forward to being “in love,” that is just a phase and will, despite efforts, wane away in time.
To love someone is a conscious decision we choose to make. We love and stay with the other entity as a matter of choice, not chance.
To stay in love, we have to make a conscious effort to love each other even when the romance took a slack in the humdrums of everyday life. We love in silence ... even without hearing the music.
Posted at 02:36 pm by analuvsbaba
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i know... i know...
i've been amiss my duties, but thanks to someone co-pretty in pink today i am back and with added features to my erstwhile blank blog...
anyway, belated Happy Mother's day to all moms last Sunday.
and i'll just come back with some more in a little bit ... hehehe
Posted at 07:58 am by analuvsbaba
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Mar 31, 2005
staring blankly ahead
eyes fixed though unfocused
my mind goes a-wandering
i recall the times past
and somehow think to myself
are my actions to be reprimanded
it's just sad and funny at the same time
how unnaturally things fell into place
while underneath all hell awaits to break
this poem i can't make to rhyme
my freezing hands can say no more
will trust to Fate what it brought my path
change, the only constant in life,
come back to taunt me once more
and i resolve to let the waters flow
flow as it will...
where it will...
up to when it will....
i am, after all, a fish riding with the current
Posted at 02:52 am by analuvsbaba
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Mar 26, 2005
I WILL NEVER DO THIS EVER AGAIN
This is my oath to myself:
I shall not compromise myself by binding myself to any promise that I shall be duty-bound to keep. Never again.
I shall not ever again lose sleep trying to uphold my honor in granting a favor to a friend, no matter how far back we may go.
I shall never, under the pain of being tortured to death, post something as inane, stupid, senseless, worthless, useless, stupid (I know I said that already) like this.
Never again. Never. Ever.
Posted at 11:12 pm by analuvsbaba
Mar 25, 2005
"What's wrong with the world today?"
I ended my shift swamped with pangs of melancholy. The feeling was sudden; it took me by surprise. I had not experienced that for quite some time... a most unwelcome surprise....
Normally I would welcome the time when the city became besieged with silence, but there was no calmness I found... no tranquility... no peace. The feeling, if any, left me fightitng back tears while waiting for my bus on the sidewalk.
The wide avenue of Ayala was without its normal 7am frenzy of yuppies and wanna-be's and I found no solace in that. I felt like I was in a cemetery. The ride home took longer than usual because the train I always took was closed for the holy days. Though it tore my mind away from the disturbing onslaught of sadness, the feeling returned as soon as I took off my shoes at the front door.
The restlessness haunted me the whole day and well into the night at work. I still managed to smile when appropriate, laugh at a joke a colleague cracked, but the hollowness remained.
I tried not to wallow in it, but the lack of reason bothered me more.
And for the first time in a long while, I find myself at an impasse.
Posted at 05:36 am by analuvsbaba
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