May 23, 2008.
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Got this text message from my ex a few minutes ago: IS IT UR BDAY?
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Making it look you forgot the day just makes you look forgetful, and not the day forgetable. It is that easy.
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Trying to get even is the alter ego of revenge sugarcoated in the principles of equity and justice. It is also the brother-in-law of bitterness.
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You just couldn't resist greeting me, the most annoying way still accepted. Thanks!
I guess you can never really call a building sturdy unless you see it swaying in the course of an earthquake, can you?
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Call it stupidity, I accidentally knocked my left foot against a concrete cement (looked debris to me), the stuff they put in parking lots, painted black and yellow at times.
Instantly, the pain was insurmountable (and yeah, I usually reserve that word for something huge). The minute I got home and took a close look into it, my big toe, and I mean big toe, just got bigger, most people would call it swollen.
I'm never good at describing so just click below if you want to see the pic.
Disclaimer: You wouldn't want to see this!!!
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They say, you'll never know a man's character until you walk a few miles in his shoes...and try mine, with a broken toe!
With three of my friends, we all ganged up a bottle of strawberry lambanog, did not sleep until 4am.
Someone asked,
"what's ideal?"Too hard of a question for three drunk bastards. One of us indulged into it, the other slept over it, and I, uhmm, my braincells were too sluggish and ambivalent whether I was drunk or sleepy.
Why do we let people come close to our heart, only to break it?
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We do not have control over the rain, the kind of news we'll get in the morning, how many stars will appear tonight, or how many will not.
The news will still come in the morning, we like it or not. The night sky will still be ruled by the luster of one star or billions of it. It will pour, it will rain, regardless if we have our raincoat on or not.
We cannot stop the rain, but we can snap out of it. As long as we know how much pouring we can take, we can run, under shelter, wash if we want, dry and change, in the hope that tomorrow will be a sunny day.
No one can tell how many times we'll laugh at an old joke or the way we undress our eyes with tears over one heartbreak. We may not have control over the things we feel, but we always have the command on the kind of people we allow to cause it.
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Why do we let people come close to our heart, only to break it?
Maybe, it is in the modest act of replete trust, that they simply won't.
when is it alright to miss an ex?
is it wrong, in the first place?
I always had this rule not to contact, call, txt message, the least, an ex.
There's just no reason for it. What would be your business over the stuffs the person does?
But of course there is a big wall covering this rule, and an even bigger exemption on the other side of the wall (but I'm not going to rant about that).
It's simple, when you miss your ex, you just do. regardless if you're with someone already, or still nestling a broken heart. We miss people, our parents, our friends, our roomates, and sadly (or not really), our exes. It is when we act on this longing that I find foolish.
But it's always a person's call over his emotions, only, when you dwell on something uncertain, remember that the art of flying is not on taking flight, but on the ability of not falling.
