Writings about heart (7)
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How to Celebrate the Balentayms Day (Singols) (w/ Dedications)

Submitted by on February 13, 2016 (2 years ago)
Posted in Blog: Tagalog | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: , , ,

Hey everyone! Happy  Valentine's day! I am excited to celebrate it with my self. Lol Seriously thou, it's for everyone. Who cares? It's one of my fave occassions, more than my birthday in fact. :-)

So to those who do not have someone to spend this day with, I hope you'll find this blog helpful. 

1. Wake up with a bang! Nope, not in a sexual way thou! Just be happy that at least you still got another chance to wake up, on a vday, for that matter. Cheers! Take a selfie? 

2. Go to work. I know that it fell on a Sunday, but I understand that some, still work on this day. Greet everyone and start scratching out entries from your "to do list".  Easy!  Think that you are blessed enough to have  a work. A lot of people are unemployed these days. :-) 

3. Stay at home or go out if it's your day off. Cook good food for your family and spend quality time with them  or go out and shove yourself to every cramped up area all over the metro. Indulge! 

4.  Send out greetings! Spread the love! :-) Self explanatory. 

5. Buy yourself flowers, chocolates or whatever.Hindi mo kailangan mainggit, bumili ka! Hahaha so what? I bought a ring for myself, pina engrave ko pa ang pangalan ko. Lol Hindi nga lang balentyms noon. My point being,  it's not lame to buy something for yourself. Think about shopping! 

Most importantly GO TO CHURCH. Not to pray for someone whom you can spend the vday with, next year, but to w...

Stuck in a Stupid Love

Submitted by on November 4, 2014 (3 years ago)
Posted in Blog: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: , ,

How to move on?

We often hear or maybe ask this damn question everytime we or the people around us,have fresh cuts.Simpler term?We often hear this question from a person who got his/her heart broken.Yes?

Okay.So,here's the thing.I have these two good friends of mine who are stuck on their feet and can't really move at all,even though their jerk-and-stupid-of-a-boyfriends put a crap on their heads a very long time ago.And i'm hating it because they keep bugging me and they are overreacting everytime they hear a thing 'bout their dummy exes.

They goes like:
Oh my gosh!I saw him and he called me!And I thought I moved on already!Turns out,I'm still messed up!How could I possibly move on!?"
And i was like:
Damn,girl.Get over that stupid thing!Find a freakin' rebound!Say 'Hi!' to new guys!

Okay.I know I sounded so bad there.But hey,I can't tell them to wait for the time,'coz it takes time to heal all wounds.Yes,I know the words were overused.But seriously,my friends are nuts!Time and space are not applicable to them.They'll just cry and reminisce,for sure.The memories of their past.I think,it's the 'memories' that they're after.Memories about their sick love stories.Memories,it's the thing,right?I think,it's the big deal.

Okay.So,what do we do to forget those memories?I mean,not totally forget everything.They'll just gonna replace the past with the better and new one.R...

Midnight Calls

Submitted by on November 2, 2014 (3 years ago)
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: , , , ,

Do you still remember that time when you called?

That night when your heart got broke?

When she told you things which caused your fall

Saying she don't want you no more

If you could remember that night you called

You told me things which crushed my hopes

Said you love her and she's your all

Baby,don't you know that I can make you whole?

I'm the only one who can take your midnight calls

Listened to your faint cries and broken voice

Made me feel things I can never told

How I hated myself for I took your calls

But I knew I'd hate myself more if I ain't gonna take

Your midnight calls...

A Heart's Ode

Submitted by on September 22, 2014 (3 years ago)
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: , ,

A Heart's OdeAnd I am bidding you goodbye,
One last teardrop rollin down,
One last embrace for the times gone by,
And 'thou this heart maybe broken,
One day I know, it would still be mending....

An Open Letter to Mr. Right

Submitted by on July 23, 2014 (3 years ago)
Posted in Blog: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: , , , , ,

An Open Letter to Mr. RightMy Dearest Mr. Right,

I wonder…  Are you out there somewhere?  Are you waiting for that magical moment that would define true love, i.e., meeting me?  Do you think that maybe we will be sitting next to each other while commuting to work and our shoulders would be rubbing each other?  Or maybe we’d crash into each other in a coffee shop where I will be accidentally spilling coffee over your favorite shirt and you’d be too busy to notice because you’d be staring at me?  Or maybe you will rescue me in some romantic way and be my knight in shining armor?  I don’t mind playing the damsel in distress if the situation arises.  I think I am a fairly good actress too.  Hmmmnn…  Come to think of it, I am not opposed to the idea of doing something that would knock you off your feet and maybe I’d win your heart.

But then again, there is no perfect magical moment really.  We don’t need the standing-in-the-rain-while-our-personal-soundtrack-is-being-played-in-the-background kind of thing, but I am looking forward to the day that I would finally get to meet you and spend some time with you.

But don’t get me wrong, I can take care of myself and I don’t really need to be saved (most of the time anyway) but it would be really nice to have someone to lean on, someone who will teach me, give good advices, and open that pesky water bottle that refuses to open or that jar of peanut butter that refuses to budge.

I do know tha...

An Open Letter to Men

Submitted by on July 21, 2014 (3 years ago)
Posted in Blog: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: , , , , , ,

An Open Letter to MenAuthor's Note: This is an old article of mine that got posted in Definitely Filipino.  Just sharing it on here. Happy Reading!


Dear Men,

First of all, I wasn't aware that I have grown selfish. I know for a fact that a relationship is supposed to be give and take, and I could've sworn I have given more than I took. I wouldn't feel unappreciated, unloved, and neglected for no reason at all. You forgot my birthday. You forgot our anniversary. What's the deal with that? I had to buy you a bigger calendar and encircle all the important dates. I had to key in alarm dates on your phone. I had to drop hints that maybe weren't too subtle to remind you. Men and anniversary/birthday dates just don't mesh well. I don’t know why.

Hmmn… I tend to overanalyze things… This much is true. I am guilty of that. And it would be very much of help if you men were direct to the point and not often leave us women wondering. So I overanalyze, but don’t you men oversimplify?

Yes. I do cry for unknown reasons – so don’t blame yourselves because most of the time it isn’t really about you. I cry whenever I see a sad commercial on TV. I cry when my favorite scene from a chick flick is on. I cry whenever you do something sweet out of the blue and you caught me off guard. Tears are not weapons against you. Whoever said that is a man scorned.

Okay, I know I like you. You know that. I think you like me too. But I wo...

Hello, My Old Heart

Submitted by on July 18, 2014 (3 years ago)
Posted in Blog: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: , , ,

Hello, My Old HeartIf I were to have a conversation with my heart right now, I think this is how it would probably go.

Me: Hello, my old heart. Where have you been?

Heart: I have always been inside you. Waiting for you to rediscover me and yourself again.

Me: But if you were inside me, I would've felt you beating. And yet you seemed dead.

Heart: It is because you have killed all of your emotions. But now that you have reacquainted yourself with me, I feel myself coming alive again.

Me: I rather you remain lifeless. My world's less complicated that way.

Heart: But without me, you will never feel all the joy and happiness that life has in store for you.

(See? My heart is such a hopeless romantic!)

Me: But with you coming to life would mean feeling all the emotions I would rather kept locked. Weak, it makes me.

(I felt that all-too-familiar tug. But it is true. It does feel like I have locked my heart away. The last time just hurt too much. I have always worn my heart on my sleeve. And after that last fiasco, I promised myself never again.)

Heart: But it would never ever kill you. Instead it would make you stronger and wiser for every fall you experience. For there would be more kind hearts that you could open up to that I could communicate to if you would unlock me.

(The heart makes sens...