what's there so much about valentines?
Monday, February 12, 20076:42 PM
yeah. they say valentine's day is just around the corner.
people keep blabbering topics about love and that sucks because i really don't have anything to talk about it. my LOVELIFE is LITERALLY DEAD. that is why i hated valentine's, it had never been good or even nice. what is there about love that everybody rants about?!?! a lot of people have this mindset: love is something that has something to do with your boyfriend/girlfriend. WTFH?!? that is not just what love is all about. but heck, they give a lot of damn about it.
and now i'm listening to some sappy lovesongs in my playlist. and what does that makes me feel? NOTHING. which makes me a total apathetic crap. so why am i ranting like this? ----> simply because... i want to love but i'm scared. i'm hell scared that i might even forgot to make my heart beat. i want to love but maybe it's just not the right time yet; or maybe i just wanna swoon like everybody else; or maybe i just miss myself smiling like crazy when i'm in love or maybe i just wanna get some candies and chocolates this valentines or...
maybe i just dried out of love which made me so thirsty of it.
yes, i don't get sparks anymore. it's only the superficial feelings i just get. poor hopeless romantic me.
i need a hug my fictional romeo. NOW.
EDIT: sorry readers for such immature content. i'm in an emotional-fit right now. please bear with me.
Labels: love, loveless, valentines
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You smell like old people & soap... and I like it.
Saturday, January 13, 200710:28 PM
What happened today was incredibly... sweet. We went to the missionaries of charity in tayuman to have our institution visit for our NSTP. i have to admit that i was not so positive about it at first when i found out that it was... erm... a home for the aged. simply because i think i don't have the patience to be with them since they can range from being makulit to just plain weird old folks. We spent hours with the lola(s) and have very interesting and touching lives. they say good things, not so good things and nonsense things but heck, they made me wanna cry because you can actually feel that they were deprived from the love and care that they deserve from their family.
I was tired and wasted ( i almost fell asleep on the LRT... again. ); feeding them, putting them to bed and answering to their every demands and every work i've done... it was all worth it.
My share was not fairly enough to suffice their needs but i know that somehow, we made them happy. we somehow gave them love.
EDIT: there was this lola & she was somehow new there. some of the lola(s) told us that she never talks. pero kanina... she was sharing stories with andieli, kat and me.
Nung pauwi na kami, she cried when we bid farewell. that hit me right on the spot. gawd.
i'll miss them. maybe someday i'll go back there and visit them. i do hope they could still remember me.
Labels: charity, compassion, love, old people
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