Knock knock...

In this crazy life of ours, we'll never know until when things would actually last. No one knows exactly when, where, why, or how. But one thing's for sure, what we had in the past remains in this good 'ol space called "memories", may it be little or great. Just like what Katy Perry said in her song, "No regrets, just love." I had the best days with him but just like any other love stories (the ones not in the movies), there is no happily ever after. Life goes on and it's a pretty tough battle. You choose either to win or lose, to be happy or miserable. The decision is yours to make, you choose to be better or to be worse. Others might think that I moved on really fast since it wasn't really that long since the breakup. I just learned to let go quicker and I chose not to waste my time sulking or crying in my own misery. And just because I was able to move on faster doesn't mean that everything that I felt for that person wasn't real. It's as real as it gets. It was good while it lasted. 

I chose to be better. I chose to be happy. I'm still alive but i'm barely breathing? Not :) I'm still alive and i'm normally breathing, again :)

Can't you hear that boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass

NOTE: Some of the transaction costs are not included.

Tryin' to make it work but man these times are hard

...sometimes love comes around and it knocks you down, just get back up when it knocks you down.








i miss you :(

Fourth month...

...and counting :)

I still can remember the very first day that I saw him, he was my classmate in my biology class last January 2010. He was wearing a shirt with an Elmo print and because we don't know his name yet, we just named him "Elmo", which went on until the end of the term. I sorta hated the fact that our biology class is only every Mondays and I only get to see him once a week, sobrang swerte ko pa kapag nakasalubong ko siya around the campus. He was always late for class, if not absent. Once a week ko na nga lang nakikita, absent pa. HAHAHAHA. Funny how I only got to know his name when the term's ending already. Thank you so much GMO group project. :))))

Every single time that I get to see him around the campus, I always text Kels. Sobrang good vibes lang talaga kahit pauwi na ko during those times, kulang nalang tumumbling ako :)) I never thought that I'll still be able to talk to him after we became classmates during third term, come Golda's debut and everything seemed to have made an impact. He started hanging out with my friends and blockmates and as each day passed, I'm liking him more and more. I even remember making threads in Facebook just to tell Kels and Thea how happy I am 'cause I get to spend every single moment with him. Until that epic night came and I was completely clueless about it. But one thing is for sure, I love him already. :)

Now that we're on our fourth month, I just love the fact that our relationship keeps on getting better and stronger. There are times where I tend to become weak but knowing that I have him makes everything else alright. And now, I miss him badly and I can't wait to see him again.

I love you baby :-* I always have and I always will >:D<

"...oh darling i wish you were here."

Like a boss

One more hour. Thirty minutes. Last 15 minutes. 1 more minute to go. *Clicks "Enroll Course"* MLS crashes, as usual.

I wonder when they'll be able to solve this problem of My.Lasalle. Lagi nalang. I tried to remain calm while I was waiting for the freakin' page to load and kept on wondering what if there would be no slots left since I forgot to make an alternative schedule. Once the page loaded, I still remained calm, and everything felt like it was happening on slow motion mode. Enlisted LASARE3 first, followed by TREDTRI and ELECLIT, then major subjects. It was only the second time in my stay in La Salle that I did not panic despite the crash of the MLS system. Glad that I was able to get all the subjects that I need as well as the schedule that I want. 

This is my last first term enlistment. Last year as an undergraduate. Last year in DLSU.

First Term AY 2011-2012 Schedule

*Will be cross-enrolling for PERSEF3

"...if you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea, i'll sail the world to find you."

Facticity

As much as possible, i'm trying my best to keep my thoughts aligned. I have so many thoughts floating in this crazy mind of mine and I sometimes don't know how to keep up with it. I don't know what to do first and my priorities are kinda mixed up right now.

School, you are making me go crazy. :(


PS.
Presence of mind, i need you now.






"...i could get lost in a voice like yours."

Going back to the corner where I first saw you

I hate it when things are like this. I already want this weekend to be over. :(


Not yet home.




PS.
I miss you baby. :(




"...when autumn comes it doesn't ask, it just walks in where it left you last."

Fudge

And this is that very moment where everything and everyone seems to be annoying.

The spaceman that can't get high

I made a final decision of taking summer classes this year, 'cause if not, it is for sure that I will be delayed for one freaking term. But I haven't decided yet what subject to take, it's either HUMAART or HISTCIV. I've been losing track of time lately because of too much acad stuffs which made me really stressed out in the past few days. I was even palpitating every single minute as well as experiencing vertigo. Thank God that this week's finally over (which I think is one of the most stressful weeks ever). But I know that every week's gonna be as stressful as it is. So yeah, thank God for three-day weekends, that even for a little while I tend to keep myself away from acads (except when I face homeworks and readings). I have one more year. Next thing I know, it'll all be over.

PS. 

I was finally able to update my 365 project after four days. :)

"...if i could write you a song and make you fall in love, i would already have you up under my arm."

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And I just missed a once in a lifetime opportunity *dieeeeeeeeees*.

Drop everything now...

....meet me in the pouring rain, kiss me on the sidewalk, take away the pain 'cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile.

I feel bad because I won't be able to watch Taylor Swift perform live tonight at the Araneta Coliseum. Ngayon lang nag-sink in sakin. My brother's more eager to watch of course, he is Taylor's number one fan. He's close to becoming depressed (Ticketnet suuuuuucks big time). And I felt more bad because last year, my brother asked me to come with him at the concert but I told him that once I get pissed at Ticketnet, i'll stop calling for ticket reservation. Because Ticketnet sucks, I stopped calling, thus, leaving me and my brother with no tickets. Boo!

My iPod kept on playing Taylor's songs this afternoon, even though it's on shuffle mode. I just hope that she comes here again and for sure I wouldn't wanna miss that. 

"...i realize your laugh is the best sound i have ever heard."

Vulnerability

I was happy with how the second month of this year started even though cramming and procrastination continued to be my best friends ('cause yes, this is a really tough term at school). It was pretty much filled with happiness and love, bound together by camaraderie. Add to that the not-so-normal climate that we've been experiencing from the past days plus our out-of-town trips which made me realize that I'm still breathing, barely breathing. :))

I got this one from Tumblr and it really makes sense. Take time to read it :)

I was shooting a scene in my new film, No Strings Attached,  in which I say to Natalie Portman,

“If you miss me. you can’t text, you can’t email, you can’t post it on my Facebook wall. If you really miss me, you come and see me.”

I began to think of all of the billions of intimate exchanges sent daily via fingers and screens, bouncing between satellites and servers. With all this texting, emailing, and social networking, I started wondering, are we all becoming so in touch with one another that we are in danger of losing touch?

It used to be that boy met girl and they exchanged phone numbers. Anticipation built. They imagined the entire relationship before a call ever happened. The phone rang. Hearts pounded. “Hello?” Followed by a conversation that lasted two hours but felt like two minutes and would be examined with friends for two weeks. If all went well, a date was arranged. That was then.

Now we exchange numbers but text instead of calling because it mitigates the risks of early failure and eliminates those deafening moments of silence. Now anticipation builds. Bdoop. “It was NICE meeting u” Both sides overanalyze every word. We talk to a friend, an impromptu Cyrano: “He wrote nice in all caps. What does that mean? What do I write back?” Then we write a response and delete it 10 times before sending a message that will appear 2 care, but not 2 much. If all goes well, a date will be arranged.

Whether you like it or not, the digital age has produced a new format for modern romance, and natural selection may be favoring the quick-thumbed quip peddler over the confident, ice-breaking alpha male. Or maybe we are hiding behind the cloak of digital text and spell-check to present superior versions of ourselves while using these less intimate forms of communication to accelerate the courting process. So what’s it really good for?

There is some argument about who actually invented text messaging, but I think it’s safe to say it was a man. Multiple studies have shown that the average man uses about half as many words per day as women, thus text messaging. It eliminates hellos and goodbyes and cuts right to the chase. Now, if that’s not male behavior, I don’t know what is. It’s also great for passing notes. there is something fun about sharing secrets with your date while in the company of others. think of texting as a modern whisper in your lover’s car.

Sending sweet nothings on Twitter or Facebook is also fun. in some ways, it’s no different than sending flowers to the office: You are declaring your love for everyone to see. Who doesn’t like to be publicly adored. Just remember that what you post is out there and there’s some stuff you can’t un-see.

But the reality is that we communicate with every part of our being, and there are times when we must use it all. When someone needs us, he or she needs all of us. There’s no text that can replace a loving touch when someone we love is hurting.

We haven’t lost romance in the digital age, but we may be neglecting it. In doing so, antiquated art forms are taking on new importance. The power of a hand-written letter is greater than ever. It’s personal and deliberate means more than an email or text ever will. It has a unique scent. It requires deciphering. But, most important, it’s flawed There are errors in handwriting, punctuation, grammar, and spelling that show our vulnerability. And vulnerability is the essence of romance. It’s the art of being uncalculated, the willingness to look foolish, the courage to say, 

“This is me, and I’m interested in you enough to show you my flaws with the hope that you may embrace me for all that I am but, more importantly, all that I am not.”

- Ashton Kutcher 

Source: http://catslaw.tumblr.com/post/2905000318/i-was-shooting-a-scene-in-my-new-film-no-strings

I can't believe that time flew so fast, it's gonna be our second month together. Thirteen more days :">

I miss you already baby >:(<

"...one look and i'm mesmerized by your eyes, you're comin' like a hurricane blowing down on me, 'cause it's your mystery that captures me, i'm fallin' in, drawing closer."

Hakuna Matata

I really liked the lecture/seminar that we had this afternoon for our INTFILO class. It's about being carefree, worry-free, and happy. It kinda helped me out and it made me realize that life's too short and that we shouldn't spend (or waste, most probably) our time thinking of "what if's?". It's our perception on things that matters most. And that happiness could be found within us, within ourselves. Now is what we have and we shouldn't waste this opportunity 'cause we'll never know until when things will last, maybe until later, tonight or tomorrow. 

On a random note, I didn't know that Tumblr changed its "We'll be back shortly" page. Here's a screenshot of the new one:

I find it cute and at the same time annoying because of the "We'll be back shortly" note. How short is short, Mr. David Karp? I wanna go back Tumblr-inggggg :|

"...don't worry, be happy."

Blank stares

I just realized that I wasn't able to update this often, maybe because i'm too busy working on my 365 project or i'm just pretty much lazy. As you can see, I only have one entry for January and that was last January 4th. Today's the 25th already and it's my dad's birthday. And because of that, i'll be dedicating this entry to him.

Dear dad,

I can't thank you enough for everything that you've done. My thank you's aren't even enough to replace everything that you've given me. I want you to know that i'm always grateful to have you as my dad and that i'm so much lucky to be your daughter. I couldn't think of the right words to describe how great you are, from the time you held my little hands upon arriving in this world until you held my hand as we danced in my eighteenth birthday. You're teary-eyed while we're dancing and you told me to enjoy life and know my priorities. I promise that i'll always be responsible and that i'll finish my studies. I want you to know that I'm looking forward to graduate next year 'cause I'm so excited to give you my diploma, without you, I won't be here. Thank you for allowing me to enjoy life and for giving me all the support that you could give, I can't thank you enough for that. Know that i'll still be a daddy's girl, forever and always. You're one of the greatest gifts I've ever received in my entire existence and I thank God for allowing me to have an awesome dad. I love you so much, daddy! Happy birthday! >:D<

Love,

Hazel

Just like what I keep on saying on my 365 project, I'm starting to hate Tuesdays and Thursdays 'cause they are my "unlucky" days (and yes, today is one of those days). In case you haven't seen it, click this.

"...you made it hard for breathing."

Topsy turvy

First entry for this year. 2011 made me so excited that I wasn't able to update my posts here. A lot of things to look forward to this year and fyeah, we'll be livin' our life to the fullest. Carpe Diem. :)

Third term starts tomorrow and that means that I only have one year and one term left in La Salle (that is IF i'm going to graduate on time, hopefully). I can't believe that it would be this fast and that i'll be graduating soon. So this term is actually the longest among the three and i'm wishing na sana, maging mabilis lang 'tong term na 'to, 'cause i'm excited for summer even though i'm still thinking of taking summer classes. I'm keeping my fingers crossed for good professors. Bring it on, third term! :)

And I've waited for fourteen days. Sino ba namang hindi ma-eexcite. :">

PS.

I've already started with my 365 project. So far, so good. If you're curious or interested (or just plainly bored), you could check it out through this link:

Three Hundred Sixty-Five Project






"...don't panic, there simply is no need."