Do you believe in love at first sight? I do..not?
Or maybe the real question is, Is there really such a thing?
Before, I never really imagined myself blushing over a guy whom I just met, or worse, seen. I know for a fact that love is built, maybe not over a long period of time, but doesn't also mean falling for a person in a split second encounter.
Maybe, you could just like the person. Better yet, It's the person's physical appearance that you were in love with.
Yesterday, we watched 'Titus Andronicus' (Tinarantadong Asintado). From his very first act on stage, I can't help but to look at him and smile. I thought he's charming and talented and all that.. He has eyes that sparkles with the spotlights focusing on him.. He has that smile that is comparable to the ones of babies..
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| *Blurred out his face just for the ''''anynomity'''' of the person involved. Oh, and it's not seen on the picture,(because of my fat arm, oh please.) but his arm was around my waist. Tight enough that kept me on my feet. :"> * |
Yes. You got the message. I think I'm loving the guy I SAW yesterday at the play. I think I'm in love with that guy whom I got the chance to say the words "Kabatch ka ba namin?" "10" "Thank you." and "Bu-bye". Yes. It took me 8 little words, those pair of sparky eyes and that charming smile to feel light headed, to make me feel giddy all through out the night. Yes, I got heels over head. I may say Cupid hit me with his arrow of love.
I say this is 'love' because I stopped talking. I was quiet on our way home that night. With eyes looking to a faraway place, I can't help but to smile for no concrete reason. I had crushes before, but this is different. I know, it is.
But all my bubble was burst when we had dinner at Jollibee Philcoa, maybe an hour after our tiny meeting. We saw him with a girl at Greenwhich, his arms wrapped around the girls shoulders. Yes, With in One hour, I was in love, then got brokenhearted.
Maybe, this is not love after all. Maybe it's just another outlet available in where I can pour my emotions. Maybe this is just a major-knocking-down-feet-sweeping kind of crush. Maybe they will broke up after seeing me.. Maybe he'll look for me around campus. Hihi.Kidding. :P
5 randoms
1. I'm obsessive compulsive at random times: when it comes to folding my umbrella, cleaning up my bed, not wetting my shoes when it's raining and hanging my clothes in my closet.
2. I'm bipolar at times. Sometimes I think I'm the ugliest person in the world, but there are also times I think I'm pretty. Yes, I'm that weird. :))
3. I love it when my friends say that my joke is corny then suddenly laugh afterwards, Saying "Ang Corny kasi ng joke mo eh, nakakatawa!"
4.I love my sisters, I just can't wait for them to grow up and mature. Can't wait to have that girl bonding and all. XX
5.I'm really confused with my feelings right now. Will blog the details some other time. :D
Harry Potter and The Music Video that made me Cry
Watch this video and cherish those last moments before the very end. :) This really makes me cry again and again.
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Definitely a MUST WATCH. Enjoy Watching!! :D
Video URL:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DFBzZfxkWUg&feature=player_embedded
My Blogspot: Renovated!
Credits to Blogskins.com, I finally changed my blog template. To my high school computer teacher & my college comsci professor for teaching me basic HTML and CSS codes. To my sisters; who always criticized my page.
And to everyone who gets here--whether on purpose or not, thank you for reading! Good evening!! :D
Love: Expectations and Realities
posted on Wednesday, September 28, 2011 at 11:03 AM |
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I know I should be sleeping at this time of the night, knowing that I have a 10am class tomorrow and I should wake up at 7, but my restless mind has been consistent in making me think of realizations before submerging into a dreamless sleep... which gave me the idea of publishing my thoughts into my online diary.
A while ago, R and I had a fight again. Fighting again and again makes you think, why? And at the same time answer your question.
When I was a little bit younger, I thought love was all about holding hands, boys giving flowers to the girls they like, having someone to call at times you can't sleep on your own.. yeah. I was a bit melodramatic and idealistic when it comes to love.
Then, I grew up.
I finally understood the difference of infatuation to mature, true love. Love is not getting what you want all the time. It's about taking turns, sacrifices, forgiveness. It's far from just giving gifts-it's about making them from scratch. It's about fighting and fighting all over again, but still not giving up because you have a big reason not to.
Well, this is just another blurt out of my bitchy mind. Read it or don't, believe it or not, I'm just saying. :) Good night!! :D
