Friends.

All I could say is that, I guess I was blessed with friends who, at the most, were there during my darkest hours.

Friends are person/s who uplift you so that you can do most on this idiosyncratic world.

Friends are TRUE persons, who at the most, bully you but isn't capable of scarring you.

Friends spank you and tell you everything you need to know, knowing that they are doing these because they care and find you important.

Friends NEVER LIE and if they do, they do it for your own sake.

Friends are special because they too make you feel special.

Platonic love isn't really at all bad. It's just a matter of being with each other and making fun of almost anything.

FRIENDS CHEER YOU UP when your DOWN.

even your lover is your friend. now that's a fact.

So learn to live your life and stop spreading sh*t.
Freedom is relevant, i know. BUT so is my opinion.

TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN. :)
oh by the way, in case (just in case) you didn't get what I'm blabbering here, What I'm saying is that I HAVE friends who tell me stuff. Stuff that I'm supposedly not hearing (but they thought of otherwise... yeah, because they ARE my FRIENDS) but is hearing and knowing anyways. They tell me everything, every detail, every word. So, that's how I've been getting information HONEY. and yes, I'm not spying on you. (now this is funny. :)) )

get a life.

speaking my heart out.

Much CRAP has been going around facebook, and maybe making things clear here would help.

1. I AM NOT SPYING YOU. how dare you say that. and who are you to spy on? Getting garbage mouth on your post is just wrong. STOP CURSING.

2. BOY FRIEND and BOYFRIEND. all I can say is HAHAHAHAHAH!!! you both are hilarious.. I'm in no position to stand in the way of both of you.. you two can spend the rest of your lives together.. and the hell will I care?! I have no issue with you being close, as a matter of fact, I am happy that the two of you are close. hope you spend more time with him and even with my other friends. :)

3. MONSTER HOUSE OR NO MONSTER HOUSE. Calling my house stuff like that is wroonngg. it's just wrooonnggg. how dare you call my house like that, when it welcomed you without prejudice? So much for being hospitable, I suppose.. THANKS A LOT!

4. BLOCKED. Yes, I blocked you from my friends list because you deleted me from you friends list.. ahahhaha.. childish. but I think its better this way. (come to think of it, how will I spy on you, when I blocked you out?? think of it? ahahahahah..)

5. INSECURE. Call me insecure all you want. THE HELL I CARE?! You have issues, and you should settle them first. So much for treating you as my "best friend", going around and backbiting me. HA! true colors. and by the way, I'm NOT your friend anymore. some TRUE friend you are... I'm better off with friends who would tell stuff to my face, and not on my back. thank you.

6. BITTER. I'm not, and even if you don't believe me(of course you wouldn't believe me.. ikr?) IM NOT! so much for bitterness issues. they're just useless pieces of crap. I'd be better off happy and spending quality time with others.

7. MOVING ON. You keep on blabbering about how you're so hurt and all the blah-blah-blah, why can't you just MOVE ON?! you have a life to live, you have friends, you have your family... so what's stopping you? MOVE ON, and start TODAY.

8. IRONIC. You say to your posts on blogspot that you love me so much and that you're too hurt to wake up everyday, well if that's the case, when then are you filling your facebook with gritty nonsense? even to the point of cursing me? isn't that too ironic? understand yourself, maybe then you'll know how to express yourself better.

9. UGLY, ALIAS BOY-NEGRO. AHHAHAHAAHAHAHA!! calling me stuff eh?! oh well, your friends are free to speak their minds... the hell I care. Keep in mind, that not one of my friends spoke-ill of you. So you better tell your friends to NOT MESS WITH THEM. Just call me stuff. I wouldn't care.

10. LIVE. Too much bad-blood has been running through your veins... try to wash them out. Alcohol wouldn't help you, nor is smoking and drugs. But be with the company of those you love. Be happy. if you're not, then try to be.

11. PRAY. Prayers can be helpful too. Tell your "boy friend" that HE should pray too.

12. LOVE AGAIN. As much pain may have been brought to the table last September, It wouldn't be wrong if you should try to love again... Let yourself be loved.. and let it be known.

13. HEAL. I am healing myself. PUSHING MY SELF. Getting myself involved with someone. Learning from my mistakes. And getting my feet back up. heyy, if I can do it, why can't you? We all need to heal...

keeping my mouth shut from all of these is just craaazzyy! but then again, it's therapeutic.

recuperating.
boo i miss you.
xoxo
harvii

Nostalgia

Much has been said and done since the past month that I have been staying here in Manila. I’ve come to love the place, the people, and most especially the food. Staying here has indeed changed me… A LOT! And I admit, I kind of like the change that it’s doing to me.

Last Halloween, I got spend time with my friends Jad and Jennifer, and they brought me to Jennifer’s aunt in Lucena City. It was there that I got to know the family and relatives of Jen, meeting them, talking to them, and even sharing a drink with them. I got to know my friends to a deeper level and now I am ultimately grateful for the experience they have shared with me.

Spending some alone time in the apartment has got me thinking a lot. I came to a realization that for the past month or so, I’ve completely spent most of it to pure unproductiveness. Come to think of it, I came to Manila in search of greater and greener pastures, but look what I’m doing? Busy doing nothing…

As I pondered through the creeks and cracks of my dusty apartment here in Kalentong, I felt the strange pressure that everything has been putting on me since the day I left Davao. Now that I’m here, I’m simply lost in the haze. I feel like I’ve lost my sense of purpose and my sense of responsibility, to the point that I feel like all I’ve been doing is slacking myself with nothing but food and fun.

Well life is all about fun… but wouldn’t I be better if I mixed fun with productivity?
I think I’m just too scared to jump off the ridge, as what most people do here in Manila. Maybe I’m just scared to not know where to jump and where to land. Or maybe, I’m just scared to take the ultimate risk of moving on and finding reasons to keep myself busy, knowing that should I engage my wing to such, I’d be losing time spent to my boo…

Maybe that’s just the problem with me… I tend to give all my time, even my life to one person, to the point that I risk my all for his sake. But isn’t that the right way to love? To be able to surrender yourself to the being that you want yourself and see yourself with your partner? To be always there when you’re needed by him?

Last night I talked with my best friend desiree, telling her how much I’ve been distracted and depressed by how a certain friend of mine has been acting behind my back. Apparently, he’s been spending much more time with my ex; which made me wonder as to whether or not he really is my best friend, or is he just a mere friend who typically stabs his other friends at their backs? Maybe they’re together? Or maybe they’re in love with each other? I don’t know… but if they are, I wish them both the best.

Today is Sunday, and I’m planning to get my hair cut. I’m just hoping that after I go to church and spend time with God, I’d be able to know my purpose of staying here. Maybe then, will I be able to finally take that leap of faith I so wanted to take. Who knows, by next week I’d be able to have a job, and finally be productive.

But then again... I got messed up with playing some stupid computer game.
boohooo.. poor me. :(

Yeah, who knows…

Nostalgic,
Xoxo
harvii

THE EMANCIPATION OF MARK. :)

Loving you, as you said was a breeze

But nonetheless you found loving him a typhoon

Leaving and hurting him may have been an ease

But, escaping from your grasp was indeed a boon.

You enclave him with words beyond compare

Now you succumb to the reality

He’s no longer there.

Still, you begged for mercy and now you find

Seeing through tinted glass, through the clearings of everything

It was indeed one of a kind.

Loving and getting hurt, piece of crap!

No one wants to be alone in this life

But if one falls out of place, out of love, you might need to stop

Enough with the bullshit, enough with the strife

Your fancy words, soothing as they may have been before
Now that you’re leaving him, you brand him… whore?
Where’s your promise of loving him with all your heart?
Cause apparently you’re leaving him with nothing but broken apart.

You dared to call him, sweet as honey
The last time I checked, you bluffed that you needed more money
Should he had not cared enough for you he opted to bring you some
Instead, you leave his things outside, and says “I’m done!”

You boast of knowledge, you boast of greatness
So what’s the deal with that?
Has being more knowledgeable and flamboyant been the gauge?
As far as I can see, I can love him beyond everything,
Beyond your range

Emancipating mark was nothing but beneficial to him and to you,
See, you have your baby… and now I have my boo. J
I’m not stealing nor am I wrecking anything great
Because, as far as I can see… you’re not his everything,
You’re not carrying his weight.

So hush up, and get a life.
Grow up, eat pray and love.
Know that for once you had mark in your grasp

Now that he’s free, stop bugging him you wasp.
Let him love free and let him choose,
Who are you anyway to string him? LET HIM LOOSE!
He has saved himself and now needs to know love
Let him open his heart, and be free like a dove.

Because at the end of the day, you’ll see
True friends will be there to keep you company
Who needs someone like you when there’s more,
Who’ll be beside mark to hug him tight and hear him snore.