Wednesday, February 27, 2013

FW: Stop Think (2)

  "WTF happened to you?! You look like you just got out of bed and by bed I meant haystack. What happened?"
  The thing that I really hate the most about breakups: THE POST BREAKUP PART. Sure the breakup per se already sucks but what happens after is what's excruciating. The part where every thing reminds you of him. The part where you get bitter, sad and happy (sometimes). And most especially, the part where every single one of your closest (and mutual) friends tries to get your side of the story and asks you the most dreaded question next to "Are you okay?": the "WTF Happened" question, perfectly executed by my most honest and borderline rude (but means well) best friend, Chelsea. The girl I can count on to give me what I need to hear, not what I want to hear. I told her everything that happened.
That I decided to end things with Luke.
After a month of debating with myself whether I still need/want him in my life or not, I ended up with a list of Pros and Cons. Typical me, taking matters in my own hands, with a trusty Pilot pen and a legal pad.
  "The Lucas Pros and Cons".
Pros: I'm comfortable with him.
Cons: He makes me feel unwanted most of the time.
Pros: He loves me
Cons: ...but not enough to let the world know we're together.
And the list went on and on, ending with the Cons burying the Pros to death. Wow, now that's a legit proof that we really are were, damn, I really need to start "past-tense-ing" everything a fucked up pair.
I showed Chelsea my "Lucas Pros and Cons" list and instead of comforting me, she just LOL-ed. The kind of LOL that makes you wanna join in. And I did.
"Seriously, Sam, I love you, but your lists are making me crazy. You're the only person I know who does this. 'He smokes way too much leaving my hair smell yucky and dry'? HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"Well, I'm one of a kind." I snatched the legal pad from her.
As much as I want to hate her for making fun of me, I can't. This is good, I'm distracting her from asking questions. And then, as if on cue, Chelsa asked.
"Sooooooo what are you planning to do?"
Shoot. Oh you know, typical weeping whilst watching the Notebook with a huge tub of Baskin Robbins, normal stuff really.
"Nothing. I don't even know what to do."
"Oh come on! I've been waiting for this!! You know how much I hate Luke for you right?"
"Well, you never really sugar-coated your hatred towards him, but go on."
"Now that you are Lucas-free, it's time to get you some fun!" Lucas-free. She said it like he was a disease or something. Was he really that bad for me?!
"Oh wait. No, no, no, no, no! Your version of Fun is way too much for----"
"There's this new club opening tonight. I got free passes and you should totally come."
"Is that necessary? I mean I'm fine, really."
"Oh really? Then why are your eyes puffy and your face blotchy? Come on, ending that 2-year relationship hurts. Don't try and hide it, honey."
"I'm not hiding it. I really am fine. You know how much I hate clubs."
"No, I don't. You just hate clubs because Luke hates it. You love to dance. You love booze. Remember that night we went out and you knocked down a whole bottle of Jack and went crazy dancing on a few table tops? I miss that version of you!"
         True, ever since she and Luke became a couple, she had always been on her best behavior. You know, the goody good girl every guy wants to take home to Mommy. The kind of girl that never smokes and never passes out at clubs. She wanted to be the perfect girl for him.. but he never did took her home to meet his Mommy.
As I spaced out a little bit, Chelsea already made a few phone calls, making it harder for me to say no to her invite.
"There, I already called the gang. And you can't say no! They miss you, Sam. I know you don't see it nor feel it, but they do. They, WE, miss you. Ever since you started hanging out 24/7 with Luke, we hardly see you. Please come tonight, please please please!! We miss the fun, care-free version of you, Sam. Every time we see you, it's mostly because you had a bad day cause of Luke and we hate that version of you, seriously. Please come with us tonight, pleaaaaaaaase." 
The puppy eyes. Chelsea made the puppy eyes. Damn, how can I ever say no that?!
"Fine!!! Just don't get me wasted okay?"
"Yay! I love you!!!!!!! Can't wait! Ahhh! Tonight's gonna be such an AWESOME night!!!!"
         Knowing Chelsea, awesome is always an understatement. 
(To be continued)
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(Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.)

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Sneak Peek!

Here's a little something-something I did over the weekend! Mehehe, I'd love to blog all about it now but a) I'm here at the office and I just can't, lol and b) my laptop's browser is such a btch and I can't log in to any social networking sites (SSL Error daw). I can't blog/tweet :( 


Will blog about the whole thing next time! Hint: It involves a LOT of huge balloons!!! <3 

xx, Lui! ♥

Thursday, February 14, 2013

Happy Valentine's Day!


It's that time of the year again! Here's a special post to all those who call this day, "Single Awareness Day!" haha! <3



Dear You,

This is just another regular day for you.... except for all the cheesyness that surrounds you. You may feel sad, and alone or maybe just a tad bit bitter, and you may or may not curse (silently) all those lovers you see today. You hate this day to the moon and back, but maybe...

you feel that way because you want to feel special to someone, too.

You want this day to be special, too. You want that grand, romantic gesture you only see in movies and you want to feel kilig, too. You, being bitter and mad at this day is just your way of saying "Uggghh fck it, I want that too!".  You wanna join the bandwagon in posting those vintage post-processed pictures of you and the bouquet you got on Instagram, too.

You want it, too. You want it all, so bad. 

For now, it's just a day. Just an ordinary Thursday. But who knows, maybe this day next year, you'll finally get what you (not-so) secretly want on this ordinary day. Maybe, this day next year, you'll find someone who will sweep you off your feet and give you more than what your heart desires. Maybe, this day next year, that grand gesture you've been waiting for all your life will finally happen. Candle lit dinner, complete with a bouquet of freshly cut red roses and that huge stuffed toy you've been going on cray cray for, like, ever. Maybe, this day next year, you'll finally get to slow dance with that someone special, just like you always dreamed of, inpired by your favorite movie, A Cinderella Story. Maybe, this day next year, you'll be one of those disgustingly sweet and cheesy couples you've always hated on Vday. Maybe, this day next year, you'll finally have someone to laugh with, and to share this day with.

Maybe, just maybe, this day next year, you won't feel so alone.

But until that day comes, remember, this day is just like any other day. No need to fret. Remember that He might still be writing the best and most romantic love story for you. Maybe He still thinks you won't be able to handle all the kilig He's planning to give you. 

Maybe He thinks you need to love yourself first, before giving you what you truly desire.

So turn that frown upside down, dress up, grab your bag and head out tonight! Go to your favorite coffee shop and read your favorite book (because nothing is better than the company of coffee and books, trust me) and who knows, maybe you'll have a wonderful time tonight, just like everybody else.

Happy Valentine's Day, everyone! 

Love, Lui! 

Monday, February 4, 2013

A Love Poem

And just like that, it's February again! Sharing to you this lovely poem by Karla Aguas. I've already reblogged this on my Tumblr account but it's TOO GOOD not to post it here on my blog. Since it's Love month all over again, I hope this poem makes you feel more in love (trust me, I did!) and make you realize how good it is to be loved and be in love. (wow, that is a mouthful of Love hahaha!) 

IN THE LIVING ROOM DAY LIGHT by KARLA AGUAS

BECAUSE I DON’T KNOW WHAT TOMORROW BRINGS,
AND I DON’T KNOW WHAT THE FUTURE HOLDS,

ALL I KNOW IS THAT I WANT,
TO KEEP YOU OH SO VERY CLOSE.

CLOSE ENOUGH FOR ME TO TOUCH,
CLOSE ENOUGH FOR ME TO HUG;

CLOSE ENOUGH FOR ME TO SAY,
THAT I JUST WANT TO STAY.

FOREVER IN YOUR ARMS,
AND FOREVER BY YOUR SIDE.

FOREVER WITH YOU THROUGH IT ALL,
TILL THERE’S NO WHERE LEFT TO HIDE.

I LOVE YOU FOR EVERYTHING YOU ARE,
AND EVERYTHING YOU’RE NOT.

I LOVE YOU FROM THE VERY BOTTOM,
AND ALL THE SPACES IN MY HEART.

I NEVER PLANNED ON LOVING YOU,
BUT I’M SO GLAD THAT I DID;

FOR EVERYTHING YOU HAVE GIVEN ME,
IS EVERYTHING THAT I NEEDED.

YOU HAVE NO CLUE WHAT YOU DO TO ME,
AND HOW YOU MAKE ME FEEL;

ALL THAT YOU HAVE TO KNOW,
IS THAT MY LOVE FOR YOU IS REAL.

I’VE NEVER FELT THIS WAY BEFORE,
SO FORGIVE ME FOR MY FLAWS.

I NEVER THOUGHT I COULD LOVE THIS WAY,
AND BE WILLING TO GO THROUGH IT ALL.

I LOVE YOU MORE THAN YOU WILL EVER KNOW;
BUT THIS I WILL SAY;

IF YOU LET ME LOVE YOU,
I’LL LOVE YOU EVERYDAY. 


Check out Karla Aguas' blog here to read more about her love story with Mr. MVP, Nico Salva. I swear you won't regret it. They're too cute for my life!!! :"> (belated) Happy 2nd anniversary to you both! Stay strong and keep inspiring everyone with your too-awesome-for-words kind of love! Hihi! One avid fan, right here! :) 

xx, Lui! 

Friday, February 1, 2013

BC: Write 15 Interesting Facts About Yourself

  1. It's Maria, not "Ma." My Mom named me Maria Luiza Elardo Ordoño and no, you can't shortcut that sht out. My name is Maria. I've never used Ma. ever and neither should you. 
  2. I can write in reverse. My sister's fault, I used to sneak in and peek at her planner when she was still living with us and I can't read it coz' she writes backwards too. Tried to do it and now I can. Flawlessly.
  3. I don't like eating cheese. Exceptions: cheese on pizza, on chips (powdered cheese) or quesadilla. I'm picky when it comes to cheese. 
  4. I can rap. Like, Eminem level. 
  5. I think too much. No matter how much I try to shut my brain, it usually takes me about 2-3 hours of over thinking before it shuts down completely. Thus, causing my insomnia.
  6. If I like you, I'll borrow something from you and I'll never give it back unless you ask for it and even if you asked for it, I'll still borrow it from you a couple of times until it becomes mine (or ours). That's my Playbook, and when that happens, I really do fcking like you.  
  7. I love being in a relationship just as much as I love being alone. Even if I'm not in a relationship, I know exactly how to enjoy my time alone. Clue: it involves coffee, a book, a decent internet connection and Ace (my laptop) ;)
  8.  I don't mind waiting. In line with number 7, I can wait long hours as long as I have any of the things I mentioned on the last number haha!
  9. I'm touchy-feely. Whenever I'm with someone, be it with my friends, or my Boyfriend, I must have touch them or made skin contact at least 10 times. Even with my guy friends. I'd wrap my arm around them when walking or casually lean on them, and it's totally normal for me. Don't put any other meaning to it, it's natural. Haha! I don't know why but I have this urge to be physically close to someone when I'm with them. Is this normal? Hahaha!
  10. This is really challenging, to list 15 facts about myself. 
  11. I write Haikus. I think Haikus are cool. On my Tumblr account, you can find a least 20+ Haikus written by yours truly, about anything under the sun. Hahaha! I'll try to post some of it here on my blog.
  12. I love to write and this blog is my outlet. I think you guys all know that by now.
  13. My favorite accessory had be..... watches. This is something I never leave home without. And something I always always always ask my Mom for every Christmas. 
  14. I had my first kiss when I was 16... and first Boyfriend when I was 17. Too much info, I know. And I don't know if that's a good or a bad thing... HAHAHAHA!
  15. It's the little things that make me happy. Don't get me wrong, I love/appreciate grand gestures but it's the little things that makes me the happiest.

XX, Lui!