\ muddled thoughts!!!!: October 2006

Friday, October 20, 2006

MEANTIME GIRL???

what's a meantime girl? she's the one you call when you're bored because she makes you laugh. she's the one you talk to when you're feeling down because she's willing to lend an ear and be a friend. she's not the one you call when you need a date to your company's Christmas party, or to go dancing with on a Saturday night. she's the one you spend time with between girlfriends, before you find "the one". you know, the one who you keep around in the meantime. she's not one of the guys, not a tomboy, but you don't look at her as a "real" woman, either. she's not bitchy enough, moody enough, or sexy enough to be seen in that light. she's too laid-back; too easily amused by the same things your male buddies are amused by. she's too understanding, too comfortable she doesn't make you feel nervous or excited the way a "real" woman does. but she's cool, and nice, and funny, and attractive enough that when you're lonely or horny and need intimate female companionship, she'll do just fine. you don't have to wine and dine her because she knows the real you already, and you don't have any facades to keep up, no pretenses to preserve. you're not trying to get anything out of substance out of her. she's not easy, but you know that she cares about you and is attracted to you, and that she'll give you the intimacy you need. and you know you don't have to explain yourself or the situation, that she'll be able to cope with the fact that this is the beginning of a relationship or that there's any possibility that you have any romantic feelings for her. it won't bother her that you'll get up in the morning, put on your pants, say goodbye, and go on a date with the woman you've been mooning over for weeks who finally agreed to go out with you. she'll settle for a goodbye hug and a promise to call her and tell her how the date went. she's just so cool. why can't all women be like that?! but deep down, if you really think about it (which you probably don't because to you, the situation between the two of you isn't important enough to merit any real thought), you know that it's really not fair. you know that although she would never say it, it hurts her to know that despite all her good points and all the fun you two have, you don't think she's good enough to spend any real time with. sure, it's mostly her fault, because she doesn't have to give in to your needs, she could play the hard-to-get bitch like the rest of them do if she really wants to. but you and she both know that she probably couldn't pull it off. maybe she's too short, or a little overweight, or has a big birthmark in her forehead, or works at Taco Bell. whatever the reason, somehow life has given her a lot of really great qualities but has left out the ones that men want (or think they want) in a woman. so she remains forever the funny friend, the steadfast companion, the secret lover, and you go on searching for your goddess who will somehow be everything you ever wanted in a woman. you'll joke to her that she should be the best man at your wedding, and she'll laugh and make a joke about a smelly rental tux. she doesn't captivate you with her beauty, or open doors with her smile. mainly, she blends in with the crowd. she's safe. she doesn't want to be the center of attention and turn the heads of everyone in the room. but she wants to turn someones head. she wants to be special to someone, too. we all do. she has feelings. she has a heart. in fact, she probably has a bigger and better heart that any woman you've ever known because she's had a front row seat to THE MESS THAT IS YOUR LIFE, and she likes you anyway. she obviously sees something worthwhile and redeeming in you because although you've given her nothing, absolutely no reason to still be around, she is. anyway, yeah. I'm a meantime girl. been one more times than i care to admit. i don't know the reason, really, and at this point i don't even care. i just want to let every guy know whoever had the good fortune to have a meantime girl that we may be a lot of fun, but we cry, too. a lot. and someday we won't be around...........

ON LEAVE...

yep, yep, yep...di kayo nagkakamali...i'm not in the office and i'm not working...i'm here in a net cafe doing this entry...YEY!!! i'm on leave...i thought kasi i need a break...pano ba naman, it is still the middle of the month pero nag-uumapaw na ang audits ko...imagine ha, 2 statistical and 2 financial...yesterday nga i was sooooooo frustrated, i even cried like a little child sa office pa ha...kamusta naman yun diba...

right now, i'm trying to be okei...sabi nga ni dan "mind over matter, moments lang 'yan"...

ang buhay nga naman parang ewan...kung saan-saan ka dadalhin at kung anu-anong ipaparanas sa'yo just for the sake that you learn things, minsan pa in a hard way...too sad other people including me have to go through it...but who knows diba, it might turn out to something better like me being the best that i should be....(WOW!!!)

by the way, starting tomorrow we will be having sunday overtime again...why, did u ask? because (read the following words very s----low----ly) we have a backlog of 100,000+ claims...yes!!! a hundred thousand plus claims...actually, it's not our load it's from another vender and if i'm not mistaken from colorado...(o diba sosyal!!!) well, good luck to my team and 4 letters for us W.C.D.I (we can do it)...ano pang silbi ng pagiging best team natin diba...hahahahaha....yabang ko n0h...yaan nyo na, minsan lang to...

o sya...till next time...ciao!!!

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

THE INSANITY

It's so freaking hard to fall in love with someone who is in love with someone else. You love them with all your heart and that's basically the end of the story: you love them with all your heart. You try to get away from them, it'll pain you. Let yourself get too close, you'll end up crying just the same. Then you told yourself that maybe you just need to give it some time. So you wait.

Then you wait some more. When you finally got the chance to de-frost your freakin brain, you realize that they've decided to leave. They didn't even bother to say hi. They just left. Left without even coming in. And you sit there wondering "I thought they'll love me."

Everything you do, every diversion that you make, you just can't seem to forget them. Then you ask yourself why these "unforgettable" people have to exist in the first place? And why, for crying out loud, do you have to fall in love with them? And why, after everything that you just did, can't they seem to understand the reason why you do the things that you do? And why, despite you making them the center of your universe, can they not even realize that you actually exist? Why do you have to be a mere dust in their freakinly vast universe?

So you climbed the highest mountain and swam the deepest ocean (regardless of whether you actually knew how to swim) just to let them take you into their world. Stupid you. Like a paper clip drawn into a magnet, you were reeled in. And things got even more complicated. Like an answering machine gone haywire, you spill your guts on them. And before you know it, you're now the very best of friends. You tell them that you're in love. You tell them that you're hurting. You tell them everything except of course that it's them you're in love with. They'll console you. They'll try to make you feel better. Then they'll say, "It's okay. You'll never know. Know what, it might actually turn out that they're in love with you, too, you know. Besides, they're pretty stupid to not realize what a great catch you are." Then they'll look at you and smile. Sheesh.

Your close friends have been telling you to just stop being stupid and stop playing the martyr. Leave them, for goodness'sake. But you just stood your ground and stubbornly refused. They tell you that enough is enough and yet you can't bring yourself to see where they're coming from. All this time you can still say that you're okay. So they'll just shrug their shoulders in resignation and ask you, "tatagal ka ba?" Then you look at them, break down, and in between crying you heart out and blowing your nose, says, "Mahal ko siya e. Kakayanin ko. Mahal ko talaga e."

Time passed and seasons changed but you're still on square one. (Heck, you're not even in the square to begin with.) All those times you've kept your fingers crossed, hoped for a miracle to happen. Guess what? Something did happen. They fell in love. Thing is, not with you. They tell you all about it. You could see them glow, feel their giddy exuberance. You smiled through it all even if you're already breaking down on the inside. You can see their life opening up in front of them; yours on the other hand just stopped dead. But you managed. You don't want them to see you in pain. You don't want to ruin their happiness. Even if you actually died the moment they started living, you continued to exist. For them.

You tried to distance yourself from them. You tried to pretend that nothing's wrong. You tried damn well to make yourself look okay. You never stopped trying. But no matter how much you try, you just can't make yourself unlike them - unlove them. You just can't. Those eyes that smiles each word they say will silently unleash your disobedient imagination. So you tried to console yourself with the thought that you guys are actually friends. "Better have the friendship than have nothing at all", you say.

So you watched them. Watched them grow. Watched them laugh. Watched them fell deeper in love. In between being in love with them and being their friend, you started finding yourself. You realized one dreadful fact: your own person has been etched in their entire being. You shook your head and tried to deny this. You reasoned out that it cannot be possible. You don't need someone to be yourself. You don't need them to find yourself. And definitely not them. They can never be the essence of your life. It's just not possible.

You're just in love with them. They're just your first thought when you wake up every morning. They're just the last person you see in your dreams. They're just a part of your existence, of yourself. They're nothing but the exact embodiment of every graceful fancy that you have acquainted yourself with. They are nothing, really. It's not a big deal that you seem to see them everywhere: on the winds, on the walls, on the clouds, on the light, on the darkness - it's no big deal that you seem to project their image on the nearest blank space. They're nothing but a part of your character: of the good side and of the bad. There's nothing much with them defining your personality, molding your exact persona. It's not really important that you become the person that you are because of them. Or that you want to be a better person to be with them. It doesn't even matter that you've let go of the person that you used to be to deserve them. It doesn't really mean anything that the main reason that you're still breathing, that your heart's still beating, that you want to go on living, is them.

No big deal, really. They're not the essence.

So you continued to exist. Continued to laugh with them. Joke around with them. Lend them your hankie and your shoulder when they're down. Continued being their friend. Continued all the insanity. Continued dying a slow and very painful death. And yet, on the contrary, the essence they bring in your life made you continue on living. It's a never-ending cycle.

Once in your life you will meet someone like them. You will love them. Stay in love with them. And fall in love with them some more. Someone who will make you fight, give up everything, lay bare your soul, open up your heart. Someone who will make you fear tomorrow for you might realize that they're no longer a part of this world but they're still a part of yours- and yet embrace the unknown just the same. Someone who will bring you the most genuine smile and break your heart in a matter of second. Someone who will give meaning into your life and yet not make you the meaning of theirs.

You can always see them, touch them, know them, feel them,but you know in your heart that you can never have them. You can go on loving them, but it won't change the fact that they'll never love you back on the same manner that you loved them. Funny thing though, you can still feel your heart beating..

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

IT'S BEEN A WHILE

it's been a while....aside from being busy as in really busy with i don't know what, i can't access my blog in the office...naka-block na kasi...kaya ngayon lang ulit ako nagka-entry...

what's new with me??? NOTHING...as in nothing!!! nakakasawa na nga eh...puro na lang ganun...wala nang excitement sa buhay...but wait lang, bawal ma-bored n0h life is short (while playing "life is so short" by moffatts at the background) didn't i tell you that...live life to the fullest...

by the way, buhay na naman si Al and Ronn, i'm really happy for them with their respective jobs and co-curricular chuva!!! asteeeeg!!!

while doing this entry my officemates are having their lunch...diet kasi ko (char!!!) hinde shempre biro lang yun...i ate a heavy breakfast kasi...eto pa ang malufet, i'm currently as in at this very moment ha, wearing my headset pero wala namang tugtog...wahahahahahaha...isa kong malaking adik!!!!

lapit na CHRISTMAS!!! ano kayang magandang hinging regalo sa mga tao??? think...think...think...hmmmmm....sige...soon i'll be posting my Christmas wish list...and for those people who love me....pleeeeaaaassssseeeee make my wishes come true....bukod shempre dun ung wish ko kay God, secret na lang namin un...it will be between the Father and His daughter....

o sya...till next time guys...continue lang to read kahit walang mashadong bago....MWAH MWAH!!! :)