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in a few hours, my ultimate team TODA and i will be on a plane to bacolod to celebrate connie’s upcoming 25th birthday. yey!

i’m looking forward to…

… sunshine *crossing my fingers*

… playing ultimate in the beach

… eating bonfire-melted marshmallows. yum!

… getting wasted (o, yung mga assigned mag miss-call sa akin, ready na kayo!)

… taking lots of beautiful pictures 😀

… posing for lots of pictures 😉

… evening out my “tan”

… and having tons and tons of fun!


oh, and while i’m there, check this site out… it has lots of cool live performances from well-known artists. my favorite performances are of the fray, ne-yo and carrie underwood.

yey! bacolod! yey! 😛

slow dancing in a burning room by john mayer

it’s not a silly little moment,
it’s not the storm before the calm.
this is the deep and dying breath of
this love that we’ve been working on.

can’t seem to hold you like I want to
so I can feel you in my arms.
nobody’s gonna come and save you,
we pulled too many false alarms.

we’re going down,
and you can see it too.
we’re going down,
and you know that we’re doomed.
my dear,
we’re slow dancing in a burning room.

i was the one you always dreamed of,
you were the one i tried to draw.
how dare you say it’s nothing to me?
baby, you’re the only light i ever saw.

i’ll make the most of all the sadness,
you’ll be a bitch because you can.
you try to hit me just to hurt me
so you leave me feeling dirty
because you can’t understand.

we’re going down,
and you can see it too.
we’re going down,
and you know that we’re doomed.
my dear,
we’re slow dancing in a burning room.

such beautiful imagery used in this song. 🙂

i just finished reading reunion by alan lightman, which i liked a bit more than einstein’s dreams, maybe because the lead character reminded me of someone. 😉 anyway, it really got me thinking about the nature of love.

Unconditional love. That’s what he wants to give her and what he wants from her. People should give without wanting anything in return. All other giving is selfish. But he is being selfish a little, isn’t he, by wanting her to love him in return? He hopes that she loves him in return. Is it possible for a person to love without wanting love back? Is anything so pure? Or is love, by its nature, a reciprocity, like oceans and clouds, an evaporating of seawater and a replenishing of rain?

does love really need to be reciprocated for it to be considered as love? as a firm believer and a suki of unrequited love, i’d say hell no! for me, love should really be devoid of selfishness. yes, i do believe that people are by nature selfish. i think it can be called self-preservation. but to put aside your own needs and wants for someone else and to put them before you, that for me is love. and this applies to all kinds of love, not just romantic love. say, for example, a friend of yours hates eating japanese food but you love it. everytime you’re together, you purposefully don’t choose a japanese restaurant. yes, it can seem shallow but it isn’t. if you count every selfless deed you’ve done for someone you care for, it could amount to a whole lot. 😉

this is somewhat the reverse to an excerpt i loved from norwegian wood by haruki murakami…


“Waiting for the perfect love?”

“No, even I know better than that. I’m looking for selfishness. Perfect selfishness. Like, say I tell you I want to eat strawberry shortcake. And you stop everything you’re doing and run out and buy it for me. And you come back out of breath and get down on your knees and hold this strawberry shortcake out to me. And I say I don’t want it anymore and throw it out the window. That’s what I’m looking for.”

“I’m not sure that has anything to do with love,” I said with some amazement.

“It does,” she said. “You just don’t know it. There are times in a girl’s life when things like that are incredibly important.”

“Things like throwing strawberry shortcake out the window?”

“Exactly. And when I do it, I want the man to apologize to me. ‘Now I see, Midori. What a fool I’ve been! I should have known that you would lose your desire for strawberry shortcake. I have all the intelligence and sensitivity of a piece of donkey shit. To make it up to you, I’ll go out and buy you something else. What would you like? Chocolate mousse? Cheesecake?’”

“So then what”

“So then I’d give him all the love he deserves for what he’s done.”

“Sounds crazy to me.”

“Well, to me, that’s what love is. Not that anyone can understand me, though.” Midori gave her head a little shake against my shoulder. “For a certain kind of person, love begins from something tiny or silly. From something like that or it doesn’t begin at all.”

i loved this idea too. you see, i too want that perfect selfishness. someone who would love me this unconditionally.

i think this is where the beauty of a reciprocated love comes in. when love is reciprocated, a compromise is struck. moments of each other’s selfishness and selflessness alternate to weave a strong bond.

do i make sense at all?

hmm… i guess, i’m thinking too much on this. reading this book and that passage just really stuck with me. especially since i’ve already commented on how much i loved the idea of perfect selfishness before.

hmmm… enough thinking for now. 😀

malakas at maganda finals

yes, another ultimate league under my belt. it was fun although our losses were really disappointing at times. pero okay lang, still had so much fun playing! here are some important stuff i learned throughout the league:

  • i could play savage. yey! may endurance na ako. running nalang. hehehe.
  • i love extra joss! sarap! hehehe. plus it really helps with the stamina.
  • kaya ko na mag semi side layout at lumuhod. basta bumibigay nalang bigla ang tuhod ko.
  • kaya ko rin i-defend si angge. na-D ko siya mga 6 times throughout the league.
  • i still can’t throw a proper hammer during a game. but at least i’m getting there.
  • i have to learn how to throw hucks.
  • pag-bad mood ako pangit yung laro ko. as in bad throws all around.

yes, boracay open naman! tapos summer league!!! wee… super saya! i love this game sobra! :))

malakas at maganda party

remind me never to drink again. grabe! where do i begin?

  1. i kissed marin (smack lang) twice! :S yeah, i do have a crush on the little boy but he’s so much younger than me that i do not really have any other designs on him but just as a friend. shetness! buti nalang walang pic! or may pic ba?


  2. i was pulling down my skirt and flashing some friends with my new tat. (yes, i got a tat. :P) it’s not much of a secret anymore. hehehe.


  3. i was drinking pretty much anything being given to me. :)) that’s me with a tanduay bottle. nasty stuff! blech!


  4. i was hugging lots of people. but there was one person i wasn’t letting go of anymore. bad bad! 😦 haay… buti nalang wala talagang pic nun.
  5. i started crying and pouring my heart out to strangers. :S waaah!!!
  6. i puked when i got to jencarps place. pero konti lang.

i guess the hard part of a hangover is not the puking part but the bits and pieces of the night before that you start remember. :S gah! i kept on staring into space and saying, hindi na ako iinom ulit! but i doubt that. hehehe.

that was one of the most fun parties i ever attended! too bad, i turned into a blubbering idiot. :S hehehe.


shet, bacolod and boracay here i come!!! >:D<

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... victoria's secret lingerie (i really want to buy some and have them shipped here)
... tumblr-ing
... hula-hooping
... learning my old piano pieces again
... expensive stuff i can't afford
... still being kissed ala north & south

That’s the closest to my idea of love: watching the skyline, making out, making mistakes, making believe desire means it’s with somebody else, then breaking up, and, if we’re lucky, forgiveness that comes right before take-off. There, I’ve said it. What more can one want? A lover who loves me as much as the rain. Rain, and, from the opening credits to the closing heart, Gershwin.
~ The Muse This Time by R Zamora Linmark

i love;
...ultimate frisbee;
...the melancholic sound of the cello;
...playing the piano;
...Frederic Chopin, John Williams and Michael Legrand;
...the rain;
...walking in the rain;
...hanging out with my friends;
...being a girly-girl;
...wearing dresses; naturally wavy hair;
...the sound of waves crashing in the shore; and pasta;
...raisin bread;
...Cyrano de Bergarac;;
...Artic Vodka Melon;
...Jose Cuervo Tequila; lomo cameras;
...taking pictures;
...chick flicks that make you believe that finding your one true love is not so impossible; and
...heartwrenchingly beautiful songs that say otherwise

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