53/365 – Becoming Friends with Ex After Break Up

Someone told me, “being friends with your ex will actually help you move on.” 

I wondered and considered every reason there is before concluding a response. 

My ex kept on pursuing to be friends with me some days after we broke up like nothing happened. It kinda felt overwhelming but I didn’t want it to continue any further. I brushed him off the second time he invited me to join him in a friendly date because it made no sense at all. Here are the definite reasons why: 

1. He hurt me once and he will definitely hurt me again. He had the guts to leave me despite everything I and my family did for him, so why take the chance of giving him the honor to do it the second time around? 

2. He had me at my very best and he chose to still break me apart. Yep, he had me at my glorious moments and I always strived to give him the best of me. Why would 

3. He lied. He told me so many excuses and reasons why he wanted leave yet I already knew and felt the true reason behind. I don’t want to go through the deep path of recovering myself from blaming and discriminating myself of why we broke up – yet it wasn’t really because of me; he made me think it was because of me by telling me this and that reason. I wish he just told me the truth. 

3. He broke my heart. Why would I want to go through that again? 

So, my response is: Nah, it will just make things complicated for the both of you. 

Maybe it can work when you two have overcome the pains of your break-up, or have genuinely moved on – take up a year or two before you can be friends with each other without any hard feelings at all. This I know, I have atleast 3 Exes I talk to again. It took some years though before we became friends again. 

So yeah. Just don’t && tell your ex to just stay the fries off. 

50/365 – #LetDad&MomKnow 

To Papa & Mama, I might not say and express fully how much I adore & love the both of you, but through my words you’ll know how much I do. 
The moment I opened up my life to my parents, everything felt lighter – like a huge sack of rice was lifted from my shoulder. I don’t have to hide anything from anyone; I don’t have to worry about telltales from big-mouthed neighbors.

Parents.. no matter how strict they are, no matter how annoying they are with their constant follow-up whenever you leave the house, no matter how irritating they become when they keep on repeating and repeating and repeating words of wisdom you already know and heard for the nth time – they deserve to know, you know. They’re strict like that because they are trying their very best to lead you to the right way. They bombard you with so many questions and assumptions because they simply care about you and what happens in your life. The only thing you can ever give back to those years they sacrificed caring and loving you the best way they can is to let them in your life. Trust me, they’re the best-est best friends you can ever have.

Let me tell you where it started. I had my first-somewhat-relationship when I was in 6th grade. I was the talk of town – new student feels, yeah. That was also when I started keeping things from my parents. They wouldn’t approve of it – I knew it. So it continued as I entered failed relationships after another. Don’t get me wrong, we’re legal. They know who it was and they got to meet everyone during the courtship. But the barrier remained. They would just see the guy once or twice and that was it. Maybe that was why my relationships kept on failing. But on some point somewhere, everything started changing. I would ask advice from my Dad when everything was so complicated or when my ex would throw tantrums at me for irrelevant reasons. Hey, my Dad’s one of the strictest and most disciplinarian Dads you would ever meet. He’s part of the watch-me-kill-the-guy-with-my-own-hands or i’m-watching-you-douchebag-so-you-better-be-careful Dad Club. Oh and my mom, oh my Mom’s the most sophisticated and mataray Mom you’d ever encounter. She’s so intimidating my exes worried about her approval more than my Dad’s. We connect to some stuff but we just fight over almost everything. Despite that, I was surprised when they gave great advices when I was opening up to them. Maybe it was also because we shared a deeper bond when we started attending The Feast that I got the courage to open up to them and they got the understanding and wisdom to relate and give me advices as they know best. To my surprise (again), I found myself crying to them when my ex broke up with me (in front of them).

Maybe your parents are not as understanding as mine is or your bond is not as close as we have – but these things will keep intact despite the differences:

1. Your parents know you best. 

Darling, your mom carried you on her mind since the day they thought of having you. Your dad knew how precious you are since the day he held you in his arms when you couldn’t even open your eyes. They. Know. You. Best. They know your worth more than anyone else. They know what you deserve to have and they’d sacrifice everything just for you to have it right in your hands. You may change overtime, but they would still know how beautiful you are inside and out. Keep that in mind. For a creator knows the true value of his creation.

2. Your parents know what’s best for you. 

Trust me. Even when sometimes what they make you do makes no sense AT ALL. You’re realize one day the purpose of everything they made you do. Parents feel everything. The moment you introduce someone to them, they know it beforehand if that guy would hurt you or not. You’ll know it through their actions – my mom wouldn’t talk to my ex even just for a little bit because she knew he would just hurt me (this was revealed after our almost 2-year relationship)

3. Your parents are your most dependable knights-in-shining armor.  

They will defend you against anyone. They will rescue you through anything – no matter how deep the damage is. They will fight with you side-by-side. Even when it is your fault, they will tell you where you went wrong, might get mad with you a little bit, apologize for you if needed, they will always and forever be fighting for you.

4. Family is family. 

They will accept you no matter what – your past, your present, and your future. No matter how martyr you are in loving, no matter how irritating you are because you don’t listen to everyone when you love, no matter how blind you are in your decisions, and no matter how much you care to try even after so many failures. They will always be by your side through it all. You will always be a part of the family and it will be disabled without you.

5. Your parents are God-given. 

God speaks to you through the people He put in your life. He gave them to you, arranged and placed them in your life so you can have the best navigators, guides, co-captain in becoming the best you can be; the YOU He has imagined, planned, and destined you to be. Know that through the way your parents love you, care for you, and cherish you is God’s way of showing how much He loves you through them. Value them with everything you are because they deserve it.

So much love for all the parents in the world! 🙌🏻

PS,

#LetDad&MomKnow

 

 

45/365- Here Comes My Surprise Valentine

In my 21 years of existence, this is the first time someone thought of me during Valentines. I never received any flowers or any chocolates from anyone before. Bitter as I was, I would always hate on any woman walking carrying a buoquet of flowers or a couple HHWW and the guy carrying the big teddy bear just to brag about what he bought for his girl. Edi kayo na. Magbe-break din kayo. 

I never imagined V-Day to be so special but K superseded my expectations again. ☺️

February 14, 2017


No fancy stuff because memories are worth more than anything. Our memories would be full of stories and laughters shared in Ayala Triangle which made a lot of bystanders look or move a little but further from us. We always had noisy laughters between our stories. Sorry! Hihi ☺️



I actually told him I’d kick him in the ass if he’s holding a big ass buoquet because it’s not practical – you could buy 2 whole chicken with a price of a bouquet. He tagged it noted in his mind and voila he bought me pastillas roses instead! Edible roses! 


I thought the surprise ended there but he brought out sweets and of course (never forgotten) letter of love for me ❤️

Happiest & Sweetest Valentine. True enough what they say, good things happen to those who wait. Your romantic valentino might just be on his way to your doorstep. 

Happy Valentines Day! 

18/365 – Why You Should Love a Business Major

Who does not want to be loved? Whatever your major is or whoever you are, you deserve your forever love. I’m a Business Major (and also dating a Business Major) and this is a little biased but let me just tell you 5 reasons why we are also worth your love. 😉

  1. We just don’t plainly do it, we strategically plan it. Forever is feasible with us because we don’t just do whatever we want to do – we don’t love just for the sake of loving; We analyze every situation, consider every detail, and we plan and schedule every move (through Gantt Chart) to make you insanely happy and in love through all the times we’re going to be together. tumblr_oizi4xGDFu1vc125zo1_500.gif
  2. We just don’t plan, we make it happen. In business, trial and error has always been the best practice to determine the strengths and weaknesses of the company – what to change, where to improve, and when to implement. Dito palang evident na na we make do of something out of nothing. We turn something (successful or not) out of scratch and we always focus on its winning and losing points (SWOT Analysis) for focal points of improvement. tumblr_o2eflejUxA1twh39ho1_500.gif
  3. We just don’t make it happen, we strive for innovation and improvement. We always, as in always, seek for innovation and improvement in our work. We determine our weaknesses and turn it into strengths. We focus on continuously making ourselves the perfect fit for you (Kaizen). Dude, expect to receive the craziest, wildest, sweetest (the world will be jealous) efforts for you because we always strive for innovation.tumblr_njkmf5nIi81svl1j1o1_500.gif
  4. We just don’t make it fruitful, we implement and evaluate. Business majors will make do of every way possible to capture your heart every moment of your life. But we just don’t make it possible, again, we always pursue for continuous improvement.tumblr_o1br42w8mY1qj4315o1_500.gif
  5. We strive for perfection. We are trained to commit minimal defects per million opportunities (dpmo) (Six Sigma, Lean Management). This says it all. We want everything perfect and best for you – we WILL make ourselves like it; we WILL be it.tumblr_o1n5bisQap1smqfiko1_500.gif

PS. You don’t have to worry about us meeting all the important people in your life – we know how to deal with people – whatever their personalities are and how we should market ourselves and showcase how much we deeply feel for you (all yours, baby! Heart, Mind, and Soul!)  (Business Ethics and Good Governance, Human Resource Management, Human Behavior in Organizations, Marketing and Advertising Management) 
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Why not love a business major so you can have your forever – defined, measured, analyzed, improved, and controlled? 😉 (DMAIC Approach) 

 

2/365 – Number 4/ 11:37/ January 2

How can I forget?

The way your eyes looked at me

When mine were blurred by tears

The way your lips were sealed

You don’t feel it anymore

Saying the words which caressed me

No I guess I won’t be hearing it anymore

Oh, I can still feel it all, I’m still struck so deeply

All of what it made me feel, I remember

The way your body shifted away in time

And there goes all my fears

Happening before my eyes, I’m weak

I told you I’m weak; I guess you didn’t hear

When I revealed my naked self in your eyes, did you see?

Did you? Did you feel my love, dear?

In that secluded place, I breathe

Through your love, I live; felt like a heap but it was all I need

Your hands don’t feel right when they found me near

It’s not the same anymore; the feeling

We shared was now burned; I’m screaming but there’s nothing you can hear

It was not mine to hold anymore; your heart

Which I embraced to protect with all of me

No it’s not mine anymore.