What If?

i give up.

i give up trying to be cynical. or nonchalant about things. or even insensitive.
i give up trying to appear to be less of a hopeful or a defeated hopeless romantic.

cuz honestly, i'm not. really.

i still love sappy movies.
and i still believe in destiny and second chances.
i still wish to get married someday.
and see my friends marry their soul mates.
i still want to go to rome, greece, and now verona too!
and believe that it's always nice to one day have that proposal under the moon.
i still believe that the thing called love exists.
maybe now or fifty years in between or even a lifetime after.

"If it was true then, why wouldn't it be true now?"
- letters to juliet



Makes us think, that hey, it's possible! whether it's the ending we want or not, whether it sounds too much of a fairytale or not, we always get to write the ending that we always would love.

WHAT IF?

It's always nice watching pretty movies like these on weekends. Watch it, it's good for the jaded soul :)

......and so, i give up.

Pinoy Soaps make Good Comfort Entertainment

It's been raining the whole week. Rainy Days, Mondays through Sundays,always make me blue. It should be the weather. Gloomy as the skies, cold as the winds, it's freaking nice to just stay in bed. Makes you don't wanna eat. move. or even write.

I watched a new prime time pinoy soap last night. T suggested it to me, cuz she's having a blast trying to figure out the plot and quoting the lines. And so, instead of watching my Avatar DVD right away, i tuned in to pinoy drama. AND it is heavy drama! Cut in several scenes to make the story flow real quickly, it was really freakin heavy DRAMA! Like a Sharon Cuneta movie. Like the heartbreaking oldies Pangako of Regine and Aga. It was stupefyingly sad! You should have seen me cry my eyes out in 30 minutes, the whole time the show was running.. It was a mess.

The kind of show you gonna watch on a rainy night, in your PJs and Lazy Boi and some good old hot choco. Whattaway to end the Thursday and to begin the Friday. It was pure drama.

I cried more than in the avatar. It was three long hours of really good plot and great cinematic directing. It was awesome! I would like to go on and on about the realizations of that movie, but i'd rather not.

Cuz i cried a bucket more watching my Pinoy soap. LOL. Tonight, i'f it's still raining hard, i'll probably watch it again. G and K should cross paths in today's episode. LOL. go figure!

It's like Smoking. I've quit it already.

I'm supposed to be writing about the seamaster chrono already. But I'm still writing on my blog cuz I feel like I need to write more. I feel like I need to write what I have to figure out. And it's killing me cuz I still couldn't figure a lot of things out.

Have you ever had those nights when you get to ask a lot of questions, map out resolutions, and plot some reasons and you still turn out empty handed? This is one of those nights. No. Not really. I'm not thinking at all. Just feeling. And I'm starting to feel, well, weird? And this, hands down, falls into the category of the shittiest days ever.

The agony is this one. Figuring things you cannot really figure. Sorting emotions you cannot really comprehend. Feeling a rainbow of emotions you can't really justify or rationalize. But then again, whoever said emotions can be quantified and labeled and analyzed? This. and This. don't go together. Like the one in Original Sin. In Message in a bottle. In Jerry Maguire. In Meet Joe Black. It sucks.

But we're right, love is like smoking. It's dangerous, cancerous and addictive. But we just can't really quit it. Haha I just had to say that here. It's a gooooood realization. :D

This is the outcome of a long weekend of classic cheezy sappy movie marathon. GRRR.
Seamaster time. Seriously.