yeah right

Someone called me a bitch awhile ago. She told me, "Since it's my last day in school, I have to tell you, you're a bitch." Wow, how pathetic can she get? I was caught off guard when she said that so I wasn't able to say anything but "okay" and forced a smile and a laugh. Yes, stupid. I should have answered her back. God, I've been practicing all these years what to say when someone calls me a bitch and when the time came, I wasn't able to day it. Darn! Okay, for you who called me bitch awhile ago, this is what I have to say: Thanks for calling me a bitch. It takes one to get to know one, did you know that? And if you're scared that someone (like me) will get your crown of being the queen of bitches, then fear not. I have no intention to follow your footsteps. Got that?

Bakit ba kasi may mga taong sadyang walang magawa sa buhay kundi gumawa ng kalokohan? At kapag naman naparusahan, magagalit sa taong tumutuwid ng kanilang kamalian? I know right now she doesn't understand. I know how bitter it was for her but I know that what I did was also for the best. I know right now she has anger, or maybe even hatred for me but I also know that someday, when she knows better, she'll thank me. Alam ko hindi pa ngayon at kung darating man ang panahon na ma-rerealize niya na para rin sa kapakanan niya 'yung mga bagay na ginawa ko, mabuti para sa kanya. Hindi ko hihintaying magpasalamat siya sakin. Ang gusto ko lang, isang araw, matauhan siya at malaman niya kung gaano kahalaga ang buhay. Sinasayang niya kasi 'yung kanya. Ang dami-dami niyang dpat ipagpasalamat sa mga magulang niya at pati na rin sa Diyos. Pero anong ginagawa niya? Gumagawa siya ng ikasisira ng buhay niya. Marami ang naghahangad sa kung anong meron siya ngayon pero siya, sinasayang niya. Ewan ko ba kung bakit may mga taong ganito. Baluktot ang pamumuhay. tsk tsk

getting to know my entries

Why do I like blogging? Simple, because I like writing. I like sharing my thoughts and feeling to the world. I find comfort and relief in releasing what's inside me. But why do I speak in riddles? Sometimes, there are things or emotions which I need to get out of my system but also which I don't want anyone to know the facts about it. I write in riddles because it's what I can think of. I compare things in my life. Which of my entries are in riddles? The one about the fire is a riddle; the one about the sand and the shells is a riddle; the one a bout the food is a riddle. There are lots of things here in my blog which are connected to each other, you only have to find out what they mean. (But I doubt that you would) Trust me, if you will be able to find out and interpret their meanings, you would find the answers to your questions about me. I know people (friends and classmates) who have been asking me a lot of things which they think I don't answer but I do. I answer them indirectly here. If you would be able to uncover my riddle compositions, you would know another part of me.

all i ask of you

No more talk
of darkness,
Forget these
wide-eyed fears.
I'm here,
nothing can harm you -
my words will
warm and calm you.

Let me be
your freedom,
let daylight
dry -your tears.
I'm here,
with you, beside you,
to guard you
and to guide you

Say you love me
every
waking moment,
turn my head
with talk of summertime

Say you need me
with you,
now and always
promise me that all
you say is true -
that's all I ask
of you

Let me be
your shelter,
let me
be your light.
You're safe:
No-one will find you
your fears are

All I want
is freedom,
a world with
no more night
and you
always beside me
to hold me
and to hide me

Then say you'll share with
me one
love, one lifetime
Iet me lead you
from your solitude

Say you need me
with you
here, beside you
anywhere you go,
let me go too -
Christine,
that's all I ask
of you

Say you'll share with
me one
love, one lifetime
say the word
and I will follow you

share each day with
me, each
night, each morning
Say you love me

You know I do

Love me -
that's all I ask
of you

Anywhere you go
let me go too
Love me -
that's all I ask
of you