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Sunday, July 19, 2009

"Love is always bestowed as a gift --
freely, willingly, and without expectation.
We don't love to be loved; we love to love"


Dati, elementary pa 'ko nun, uso ang "Autograph" o tinatawag nilang "Slam Book" (A Slam Book is a notebook which is passed among students. The keeper of the book starts by posing a question and the book is then passed round for each contributor to fill in their own answer to the question.) Syempre, lahat ata ng mga kaklase ko dati merong ganun! Merong pabonggahan, sa cover at kulay, may sariling gawa lang sa gamit na notebook, may makapal at madaming mga tanong. Pero hindi ko ma-gets kung bakit ako napapatigil sa isang question lagi.


"What is love?"
-Kung hindi "Love is Blind", "Love is like a rosary, full of mystery", I always leave it blank.


You know why?
Because LOVE is always gon' be unknown to us. I think? Well, probably because no matter how well or bad we define love and times we fall for it, it is always DIFFERENT. Different experiences, different feelings, different people. So we can't really have a very good idea of it. (lalo na kung hindi mo naman talaga alam).


I remember when I was in fourth grade, Ma'am Pajarillo, my religion subject teacher, taught us something about this thing. She said "You'll never know what is love until you are loved. And you'll never be loved when you don't know how to love." (naalala ko talaga yan kasi parang napansin nia 'ko nun) Sabe nia "Class, she's showing us what does a 500 peso looks like". Ala-Ninoy Aquino daw itsura ko nun ee. Nakikinig naman ako. Hayyy~ HAHA.


Marami kasing klase DAW nun. I mean, situations.
UNCONDITIONAL LOVE.
ONE-SIDED LOVE.
I LOVE MY BESTFRIEND.
AKALA MO LOVERS PERO FRIENDS LANG PALA.
I WANNA BE MORE THAN JUST YOUR FRIEND DRAMA.
LOVE KO PA SI EX.
BASTED AKO PRE.
WAITING IN VAIN.
Syempre, hindi naman lahat puro sa opposite sex (ayy, nakalimutan ko, ang ADAM AND EVAN -same sex kumbaga) Meron din syempreng LOVE for GOD. LOVE for FAMILY, FRIENDS, PETS, at kung anu-ano pa! Sabi naman sa'yo madami ee. :))


"There is more hunger for love and appreciation in this world than for bread."
-Mother Theresa


Siguro nga mas madaming taong lovelorn kesa sa mga nagugutom. Tingin mo?


July 20, 2009. Exactly 12:11 AM.
Nalulungkot ako para sa dalawang friends ko. :(
Siguro kasi naging witness ako sa LOVE nila.
Relationships with LOVE that grew for a time and then ended, was it really love after all? Hayy~ I think the love between them wasn't just rooted deep enough to keep themselves holding on. Yun na nga lang. Love na nga lang ung pinanghahawakan nila. Which really made me sad talaga. Hey, for the both of you, the thing is, you both loved and were loved by each other. Right? *I hope things would be better for `em.


What do we talk about when we talk about
love? Are we talking about something at all? We love to talk about love, we enjoy searching for a definite definition even if it's impossible to do so. Maybe, in one way or another, it has been the principle of our existence. We talk about love like we're experts on it. Maybe we get a satisfaction in doing so? And when we talk about love, it may seem that we are talking about everything and at the same time we are talking about nothing. Maybe it is in this sense that we could say that love is indeed a MYSTERY.


We kill for it. We die for it. We cry. We laugh. We rejoice, share, and go the distance to go get it, to feel it, to have it and to keep it. Whatever, inaantok na 'ko XD



"There are just inexplicable things with regards to LOVE. The problem with us is that we try to find answers to questions that will never have one."




-Tobleronie :)

Basta ako, LOVE KO SI DUKE. :DDD