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- Gender:Male
- Age:28
- Ethnicity:Asian
- Occupation:Other
- Country:Philippines
- Hometown(s):iloilo n capiz
Personal
- About me:Im more concerned bout others than myself, im a very tru person, frank, i hate people na maarte, plastic, im jz a simple guy, very frendly n funny kunoh?,
- Language:ilonggo, tagalog, english
- Interests:Billiards, swimming, jet skiing, hiking
- Clubs & Organizations:SAMASA and AMA Mountaineering and Outdoors Club
- Places I've Traveled To:thailand, malaysia, singapore, cambodia, baguio, subic, boracay, bacolod, davao, zamboanga, cebu n etc...
- I'm looking for:The deepest part of me craves a partner to feel totally complete...i dnt know wen or wer but shes der n i will wait...btw especially people with multiple personality disorder.. hahahahahahahaha para magkasundo tau........
Dating
- Sexual Orientation:Straight
- Dating Status:Single
- Body Type:Average
- Eye Color:Brown
- Height:5'7
- Religion:Catholic
- Smoking Habit:social
- Drinking Habit:social
- Interested in Meeting for:Friends, Dating
- Currently Living with:Parents
- In a social setting, I'm:Shy at first, but warm up quickly, Flirt
- TV watching habits:Couch Potato, Sports Nut, Movies, Documentaries
- Sense of humor:Friendly, Campy / Cheesy, Goofy
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Monday,Aug 30 2004, 09:39:30 AMThe Art of Letting Go It's over. she's gone....
The Art of Letting Go
It's over. she's gone.
Why do we have to part while the love is still
there? Why do we have to suffer? Why do we have
to cry when somebody bids goodbye? Why do
beginnings have an end? Why do we have to meet
only to lose in the end?
There are questions left unanswered, words left
unsaid, letters left unread, poems left undone,
songs left unsung, love left unexpressed,
promises left unfulfilled.
In a relationship, one of the hardest things to
do is saying goodbye and letting go. It is as
hard as breaking a crystal because you'll never
know when you will be able to pick up the pieces
again. More often than not, they who go, feel
not the pain of parting:it is they who stay behind
that suffer, because they are left with memories
of a lovethat was meant to be, a love that was.
At the beginning and at the end of a
relationship, we are embarrassed to find
ourselves alone. Unfair as it may seem, but
that's the way love goes. That's the drama, the
bittersweet and the risk of falling in love.
After all, nothing is constant but change.
Everything will eventually come to its end
without us knowing when, without us knowing how,
without us even knowing why. And we must forget
not because we have to but because we have to.
In letting go, sorrows come not as a single spy
but in batallion.It seems that everywhere you
go, everything you do, every song you hear,
every turn of your head,every move of your body, every
beat of your heart, every blink of your eye and
every breath you take always reminds you of him.
It's like a stab of a knife, a torture in the
night. Funny how the whole world becomes
depopulated when only one person is missing.
Just imagine, there are billion people on earth and
yet it seems you feel lonely and empty without
the other.
I don't know if it's worth calling an art, but
letting go entails special skills sparkled with
a considerable space and time. Time heals all
wounds but it takes a little push on our part.
Acceptance plays a part. Not all love stories
end with "...and they live happily ever after."
Sometimes we have to part because of
circumstances beyond our control. We have to
suffer if it would mean happiness for others. We
have to cry to temporarily let go of the pains.
Every beginning has its end like every dawn has
its dusk. It's something we can't control,
something we had to live up.
It's over. he's gone. But life has to go on.
Goodbye doesn't always mean forever. There will
always be a place and time where questions will
be answered, words will be spoken, letters will
be read, poems will be recited in the night,
songs will be sung in harmony, love will be
expressed in solitude and promises will be
fulfilled. Somewhere. Somehow. Someday.
Monday,Aug 30 2004, 09:37:04 AMMaybe God wants us to meet a few wrong...
Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people
before meeting the right one so that when we
finally meet the right person, we will know how
to be grateful for that gift. ...
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Tuesday,Jun 8 2004, 02:12:31 PMenjoy your reading!!!! LoVeLoVeLoVeFAILURES..
enjoy your reading!!!!
LoVeLoVeLoVeFAILURES...wHy!?!
bkit kya dumdtng sa point ng isang tao yng nag-d-dlwang icp ka? afraid tht u might pick d wrong decision N regret it 4d rest of life!? ...
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9/17/2005 4:48 AM
7/5/2005 5:32 AM
There's not much going on today.
I'm really bored, it's getting late.
What happened to my Saturday?
Monday's coming, the day I hate.
Sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone.
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no.
He wouldn't even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He isn't really what I'm looking for.
This is when I start to bite my nails.
And clean my room when all else fails.
I think it's time for me to bail.
This point of view is getting stale.
Sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone.
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no.
He wouldn't even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He isn't really what I'm looking for.
Na na na na na, we've all got choices.
Na na na na, we've all got voices.
Na na na na na, stand up make some noise.
Na na na na, stand up make some noise.
Sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone.
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no.
He wouldn't even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He isn't really what I'm looking for.
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no.
He wouldn't even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
Like I was special, cuz I was special.
11/8/2005 5:49 AMthis i promise you
when the visions around you,
bring tears to your eyes
and all that surround you,
are secrets and lies
i'll be your strength,
i'll give you hope,
keeping your faith when it's gone
the one you should call,
was standing here all along..
and i will take
you in my arms
and hold you right where you belong
till the day my life is through
this i promise you
this i promise you
i've loved you forever,
in lifetimes before
and i promise you never...
will you hurt anymore
i give you my word
i give you my heart (give you my heart)
this is a battle we've won
and with this vow,
forever has now begun...
just close your eyes (close your eyes)
each loving day (each loving day)
i know this feeling won't go away (no..)
till the day my life is through
this i promise you..
this i promise you..
over and over i fall (over and over i fall)
when i hear you call
without you in my life baby
i just wouldn't be living at all...
and i will take (i will take you in my arms)
you in my arms
and hold you right where you belong (right where you belong)
till the day my life is through
this i promise you baby
just close your eyes
each loving day (each loving day)
i know this feeling won't go away (no..)
every word i say is true
this i promise you
every word i say is true
this i promise you
ooh, i promise you...
Cuando sientas tristeza
Que no puedas calmar
Cuando halla un vaco
Que no puedas llenar
Te abrazare, te hare olvidar
Lo que te hizo sufrir
No vas a caer
Mientras que estes junto a mi
Si siente un frio
Tu corazon
Sere tu amigo
Tu ilusin
Hasta ya no respirar
Yo te voy a amar
Yo te voy a amar
Yo siempre te amaba
Y amor, yo estare
Por siempre a tu lado
Nunca me alejar
Fue negro mi amor
Pero ante Dios (te juro ante Dios)
Nunca te voy a faltar
Tu corazon
No volvera a llorar
Si siente un frio
Tu corazon
Sere tu amigo
Tu ilusin
Hasta ya no respirar
Yo te voy a amar
Yo te voy a amar
Sigo muriendo por ti (sigo muriendo por ti)
Yo te quiero asi
Sin tu amor en mi vida (mi vida)
No se como podre yo vivir
Si siente un frio
Tu corazon
Sere tu amigo
Tu ilusin
Hasta ya no respirar
Yo te voy a amar
Yo te voy a amar