I vowed never blog another emo blog, and yet again, here I am about to start a what seems like another “Avril Lavigne” blog.

So, here we are, year 2012. Its time to delete bad memories and keep the good ones. 2011 had been cruel to me. It brought about a lot of disasters. I survived family feuds, a break up, financial shortage, emotional instability and the year ended by surprising me with another bang! As if what I went through wasn’t enough to punish me for being a stubborn kid while I was growing up. Fate led me into another misfortune? Nah, I wouldnt call it a misfortune.. Because it wasnt unfortunate that me and “Mr. 3 Stars and a Sun” bumped into each other. It was, I believe, a blessing in some sort of a disguise. I believe that everything happens for a reason and that only time can reveal what the purpose for all this is.

Infidelity- Why are men such polygamous beings? For instance, a perfectly healthy, tall, perfect body male has been in a relationship for almost a decade with a girl where situations has forced them to physically separate. Hence, “Mr. 3 Stars and a Sun” was left unattended in a land  full of mini skirts, push up bras and figure hugging clothing. Now, what if he meets someone new and that he happens to like her? Would the unforeseen relationship of some sort be somewhat like love? Or is it just another way of scratching an itch from the longing of the original owner? What happens next? Guy gets his happily ever after ending with the Original and The Other Woman gets what? A “Thanks for the time” and “It was good while it lasted” dialogue?

Triangles- I’ve always hated the shape triangle. It doesn’t appeal much to me, the sides are too edgy and it seems unbalanced. Maybe that’s why its called a love triangle, because the participants are edgy and unbalanced.

Life is indeed full of uncertainties, its hard to try to comprehend with what life is trying to teach you especially when emotions are involved. Its tiring to think, I feel any moment from now my head is going to explode and expose my fried brain cells. For now, Im going to settle with just going with the flow, see where this goes because I trust God has a purpose for letting things happen the way they did… I just have to wait when He plans to reveal the purpose to me.

Cory Aquino puts shroud on Arroyo’s US visit
By Emil Guillermo
INQUIRER.net

First Posted 10:22:00 08/02/2009

Filed Under: Cory Aquino, Diplomacy

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Advertisement CALIFORNIA, United States—I’ll always see Cory Aquino as the demure amateur thrust into the limelight. I first saw her in 1983 in the Santo Domingo Church in the Philippines. I was there for KRON-TV in San Francisco doing a story for the NBC network. I was covering the funeral of her late husband the charismatic Benigno “Ninoy” Aquino, the former journalist and Philippine senator who was considered the main foe of Philippine autocrat Ferdinand Marcos.

Cory Aquino wore a black, not yellow dress, as she took to the vestibule in mourning and asked the assembled at the funeral of her assassinated husband, to “not let Ninoy die in vain.”

She then led a crowd of at more than a million people through the streets of Manila in what was a magnificent funeral procession and a harbinger of the “People Power” revolution that would take place within the following three years.

Cory Aquino didn’t do half bad, really, as political wives go.

The feelings for Benigno Aquino and the negative feelings for Marcos were so strong, that the momentum was set up for anyone who dared to stand in the spotlight.

Cory Aquino was it by default.

She had enough in her to inspire the millions ready for change to boldly stand with her in 1986 against the dictator. This was the peaceful revolution known as People Power. The assassination, the distraught situation of the Philippine people, and the unwillingness of the country to accept a fraudulent Marcos election bestowed on Aquino a kind of democratic sainthood.

That was Cory Aquino’s role. She was perfect at that…But as president, she was a bit lacking.

In interviews, she admitted she had no real idea what she was doing. The devout Catholic had her sincerity, her earnestness. But we learned that public policy is not built on prayer alone. Aquino did manage to survive and keep things together, no small task considering that by the time she left office in 1992, she had survived six coup attempts.

The real disappointment of her reign, however, was not that Cory couldn’t do it, but that the Filipino people who thrust her into power couldn’t do it. With Marcos gone, the deck was merely reshuffled among the governing class. The Ins were Outs. The Outs were In.
Exiled leaders came home to their lost fortunes. Former leaders came to America, or accepted lesser posts. The poor did not/could not rise. The country’s collective fate did not improve.

Unfortunately, it’s still debatable if the Philippines is better off now than it was under Marcos.

Since Aquino left office, the Philippines has been reliving watered down versions of its past. Corruption is dialed back, but not eliminated. A bad president (Estrada) is thrown out by “mini-people power,” and is replaced by another oligarch, Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo.

Arroyo, who was with President Obama this past week, is the anti-Cory in every way.
I’ve called her Marcos Lite. All the taste of the former dictator, but with fewer calories.
Even Cory Aquino marched in protests that called for Arroyo’s resignation.

Ironically, Cory Aquino’s death may actually make her an even more powerful force in such a devoutly Catholic country. Death solidifies Aquino’s role as the spirit of a democratic ideal for the Philippines.

I can hear the prayers now.

ARROYO’S COLONIAL VISIT TO THE U.S. GOES BUST

Imagine how snakebit Arroyo must feel. She goes to Washington, DC last week for no real good reason other than she desperately needs a photo op with the new imperial leader, US President Barack Obama.

If you are a Filipino nationalist, that must have been a hoot, as has the entire Arroyo era.

Aside from domestic corruption, all Arroyo has to show is how well she sucked up to George W. Bush positioning the Philippines as the flea that backed the coalition against Iraq.

The ploy did get the country ally status equal to Israel and Australia. But it placed the Philippines as an ally to Bush’s losing Iraq strategy. It also made the country a target of terrorists and necessitated this visit to the new pres to make sure there are no misunderstandings.

Fortunately, there are new controversies with Burma and North Korea that push the Iraq mess into the background. Arroyo let Obama know she’ll play with him too, just as she did Bush.

Obama, in turn, gave her a few good soundbites, as in the Philippines “punches above its weight in the international arena,” and the praiseworthy passage.

Ah, the gift of credibility.

“President Arroyo,” Obama continued, “has done outstanding work on a whole range of issues. She mentioned the areas where the United States and the Philippines are of one accord, but as evidenced here today, she’s somebody who knows the issues. She has experience leading the Philippines through some very difficult times.”

Is that not earmarked for a future Arroyo campaign?

Except for die-hard nationalists, most in the Philippines should eat that stuff up. Obama likes Arroyo. That’s like a blessing from the pope. In the US, however, Arroyo’s meeting gets flea-worthy coverage, trumped by the Gates/Crowley race meeting a few hours earlier in the Rose Garden.

So a mixed result with Obama Thursday night for Arroyo. But then to totally obliterate Arroyo from the news, Aquino passes away Friday. It is front page of the New York Times. Aquino is uplifted, Arroyo is under a shroud.

The night before in the middle of the US traveling, I talked to people about Arroyo and no one has a clue who she is. They think Aquino is still president, if they even bother to think about the Philippines. That’s how low a standing the Philippines has in the consciousness of the average American.

Perhaps that’s fortunate for Arroyo. Instead of blame, she remains an anonymous leader of a screwed up, underachieving Third World country in Asia.

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We’ve all spent some time stuck in a relationship we didn’t want to be in because we didn’t have the heart (or some other equipment) to end it. Maybe we don’t want to hurt someone we’ve been close to, or worse, maybe it’s clear right away we’re dealing with a nut and we don’t want to be the trigger for an economy-sized bottle of Prozac and a six-week stint at the Bendy Willow Psychiatric Center.

So what do you do when it’s completely obvious you’re just not meant to be together? You break up. Or, you try to break up, don’t quite hit the mark, and end up sucked back into the awful relationship for round two, because you just couldn’t make it stick. Is there a way to make it permanent without causing permanent damage?

The key is to have a plan, a good plan.
Location, Location, Location. It”s really important to pick a good strategic break up setting. The best places to have “the talk” are both public but fairly private, with a convenient escape route. The best location? Outside, walking at a park. It’s crowded enough to ensure you won’t have a big scene, but private enough your dumpee won’t feel like he or she is naked at a funeral. Other agreeable breakup locales include restaurants (but not a favorite restaurant) or a walk around the block. The worst place to break up? At a party or work. The only thing worse than being dumped is being dumped in front of people you’re going to have to see on a regular basis.

Another key to effective breakups is precise timing. Breaking up at a park gives both your dumpee and you the chance to leave once the deed is done. If you’re ending the relationship at a restaurant, do it only after the check has come and you’ve paid for dinner. (And by the way, if you’re about to dump someone, you should DEFINITELY be buying dinner.) There’s nothing more horrifying than being dumped and then having to sit around making small talk for another 20 minutes while you’re waiting for the check to come. (As in, “Hey Lula, what are you doing now that you don’t have plans for tonight? Laundry?”)

Never break up with someone within two weeks of a major holiday or his/her birthday. Make that a month for Valentine’s Day and Christmas. There’s no faster entry to the Bitch/Bastard Hall of Fame than permanently destroying the holidays for your soon-to-be-ex. It’s just not nice, and you don’t want that what-goes-around-comes-around thing biting you in the ass when your turn as the dumpee rolls back around.

It’s Not You, It’s Me. The first thing to remember is not to drag it out. The longer it takes, the worse it is for everybody involved. Whenever you end the relationship, be sure to make your reasons relevant only to you. Say, “This is not working for me.” Stick with your basis and keep repeating yourself over and over if necessary. It’s impossible for someone to argue with you about reasons that pertain only to you. If you end up getting sucked into a situation where you have to list grounds for wanting it over, you may find yourself in for an encore. If you say, “we fight too much” or “you don’t seem happy” your soon to be ex partner may offer to change, taking all the air out of your break-up and landing you right back in the relationship.

Hire A Hit Man. Worst-case scenario, you’re too much of a nice guy to breakup with your girl or guy yourself, you can always resort to the newest companion service to online dating. For a fee, lets breakup.com will inform your wish-you-were-my-ex of the relationship’s demise by phone, email or snail mail. Certainly not the most sensitive approach, but it gets the job done.

i find comfort in strange things.. im not a very materialistic type of person. It delights me when someone just remembers to call, they dont even have to come up with any materialistic gifts. There was one person, a long time ago who had given me the master key to the rooms of the hotel he worked for and carved our names on it..the gesture put a smile on my face..another person told me these words when he felt I was having one of those shitty moods “you seem to be in a shitty mood today, come away with me.” it brightened up me shitty day. I dont need flowers or the extravagant gestures, you dont have to give me a louis vuitton bag [although, that wouldnt be declined ] you can tell me you love me under the mango tree or under that bridge, or invite me to spend the day with you, bring me a manggang hilaw or a blueberry muffin just because its my favorite, and you can guarantee, the memory will last forever..

I find comfort in strange things, Im not very hard to please, so why does the world think im very complicated? Im over protective of the people i care about which im sure everybody is. Why do people have to push me to the limits? to check how far my patience go? Im a simple human being who gets tired once in a while, when i stop caring, I stop talking, when i actually stop, Im finally over you. Im bubbly and loud, happy most of the time but thats all on the outside but deep down inside my mind is like a well, I analyze everything that goes on around me, I marvel the concept of the law of gravity, I think a lot behind the reason of everything…Im a thinker, a settler, I love with passion and conviction, I get hurt easily, I’m super sensitive, but most of all I’m a girl…

So I beg of you if youre not going to stay for long and If you cant love with the same passion please dont make me find comfort in your strangeness…

I  Stole this above from a blog I read somewhere and it got me thinking in fact it got me more than thinking. I’m actually putting in a piece of my mind to further elaborate the definition of a “Good Woman”  I may be far from what a good woman is but there are some facts that I know of and should be taken into a rather serious consideration. Like the fact that all a good women will love passionately until all strength and energies are wasted and despite all the efforts still taken for granted. Every women will believe a lie even if deep down inside them they know its a lie.. It is normal for a woman to talk/nag a lot. Something is wrong if she doesnt talk, either shes really angry or she just doesnt care anymore… Once a woman lets go that means shes had it up to the brim… Only a  miracle will make her change her mind.. Most of all the main basis of what makes up a good woman is not where she came from or the clothes she wears or all the superficial things that we see but rather the main foundation of a woman is passionate, loving, a sister, a friend, a drunk buddy, a lover, a respectful daughter, humble, kind, sensitive, and most of all a martyr.

1. You are not on the VIP list for breaking news:Were you the last to learn about this person”s job promotion or newborn niece or nephew? Once things are serious, you should be among the first to know about exciting news, or bad news.

2. They avoid meeting your family or friends:If they are shying away from meeting your friends/family consistently, then there are problems. Even if they are very shy, they should want to meet those who are important to you.

3. They don”t make any sacrifices:Healthy relationships don”t require bending over backwards all the time, but a certain amount of sacrifice is necessary in a selfless union. When two of my friends first started dating one another, she demanded that he go to Farm Aid for her birthday, which was also the opening NFL football Sunday. While all the guys gathered to watch the games, he was sweltering on some field attending Farm Aid — an event he never would have gone to if she hadn”t have invited him. Now that”s sacrifice.

4. They can”t fit in your future:I admit it. When I meet girls, I envision future moments I may some day share with them. Most of my scenarios are her with me and my family at a Thanksgiving holiday or at a summer crabfeast. If I”m really into her, I usually relish the thought. If not, I kinda cringe.

5. They are too controlling:It”s scary but I”ve seen many relationships where guys forbid girls to hang out with certain friends, or wear certain clothes. Major problem if someone is controlling you and not allowing you to be who you want to be within a relationship.

6. The “what are we” conversation fails miserably:Almost every relationship hits that crossroads where you both decide if it”s worth taking the plunge into being exclusive and calling each other boyfriend/girlfriend. If they are confused and surprised that you”re ready to get serious, the timing is not right, and you should try to figure out how long you want to wait around until they are ready.

7. They talk about plans that don”t involve you:My sister has major wanderlust. She”s always talking about heading off to Chicago or living in London for a year. She often talks about these things with no regard for the fact that she has a boyfriend at the time. If you find that someone is making plans or talking about far off places without inviting you along for the ride, don”t let yourself get too into this person.

8. Your friends or family don”t like them:Remember that your friends and family know you best. Don”t take their thoughts with a grain of salt. It”s one thing if a person or two don”t get along with your significant other, but if a lot of them are saying you should reconsider, then do it. Unfortunately, we often find out about how much our friends hated that person after this person is gone.

9. They violated your trust:Whether it”s cheating or a little lie that they got caught in, it will be hard to regain trust. Trust is something we don”t give away easily, and once it”s gone it”s hard to get it back. We”ll always be wondering about that lie, and doubt will creep in more and more as our minds fixate on that lie. Too often, people take trust for granted and once they lose it they never get it back.

10. You practice “unbalanced dating”:Are you always seeing his friends or doing things that he wants to do? Do you just let him pick the restaurants and events? Or is it the other way around? Relationships are fun when you are both able to contribute. If you”re not taking turns creating fun times together, it will most likely fizzle out.

Having a bad day?  Here is a list of things needed to overcome a horrible day/week/heart troubles/ and whatever bullshit life throws at you..

1. First, you will need a couple of Good friends – the ones you can openly talk to about anything and everything under the sun, from political views to the things you do behind closed doors.

2. Good Beer- Anything that has an alcohol content of more than 7.5% . Studies shows that alcohol affects the behaviour of a person hence, the coward all of a sudden turns brave, the weak becomes strong, the confused becomes confident, the heart broken? becomes drunk.

3. A pack of good cigarettes- tobacco coupled with a good alcohol helps numb the feeling of distress, frustation, depression, confusion, realization

4. A bowl of nuts- to throw at each other when silence hits the floor. Just dont wear a V-neck shirt if u dont want the nuts to accumulate in your bra.

5. A good live band – to help with the soundtrack of reminiscing.

After making sure one has all the mentioned things needed to overcome a bad day, the end result, you will have yourself laughing your gutts out because one manages to come up with a dance step on the dance floor that somehow imitates Michael Jackson and name it dancing with style even if it looks totally horrible, you laugh at it and by the end of the day, without having to close the agenda on the spontaneous meeting of the sorrowful, you come up with the solution to your problem and hit the sack worry- free…

Next time you have a bad day… you’ll know what to do. You dont need a big crowd to sympathize with you, that somehow seemed shallow and fake… Just Good friends, Good Beer… it takes all your sorrows away..

One of the things I dread the most is falling in love. It is amazing to be loved and to love but what really scares me in the whole scenario, is the hurts and the pains that comes to follow after that. 

I am kind of going out with this guy. He is amazing in so many ways, he in his own way manages to treat me like a lady. He is the type of guy you see your friends with, you know the ones who are truly, madly deeply in love with your friends, and they will have you jealously sighing in one corner wishing on every stars that it was you who is with this guy..

I dont know him that much yet but so far he has somewhat made my lonely heart pathetically miserable on wanting to be with him on every possible occasion.. I am more afraid now of saying something stupid, or making a fool of myself.. I hate myself for missing him all the time.. I hate it when he always makes me laugh, and I hate it when he knows exactly what to do make me not get mad at him. I hate that he is always late but he has a thing of making me forget he is late…I especially hate the way he makes me feel this way about him…

I am shit scared of falling.. But what if he turns out to be one of those guys the society labels as jerks? but what if he turns out to hurt me worse than the previous break ups? I dont want to go through the same pain again, the same excruciatingly heart crushing pain of having someone tear your heart into millions of tiny little pieces… Dear God please dont let this one break me worse than the rest…

“Women are like apples on trees.

The best ones are at the top of the tree.

Most men don’t want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt.

Instead, they sometimes take the apples from the ground that aren’t as good, but easy.

The apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in reality, they’re amazing.

They just have to wait for the right man to come along,

the one who is brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree.”

I read this from a friend’s blog and it got me thinking… This sounds like a totally nice excuse of being 25, still single and fabulous! But I cant stop and think of other possible reasons why men dont want to risk climbing up the tree for me.  Maybe im just not enough, or maybe they dont find me pretty enough or maybe I am one of the apples that fell and rot. Whatever it may be I’d rather think of the latter reason. Needless to say, I’ll enjoy the lonely view from the top and never stop asking, “apple anyone?”