tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22101622907909642722012-02-13T13:42:45.062+08:00Senti. Single. Solo.Edgarbeleehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07281089594427555516noreply@blogger.comBlogger341100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210162290790964272.post-8321370521297377722012-02-01T01:01:00.001+08:002012-02-01T06:25:12.262+08:00

Dear Miel, We started the Chinese new year with a bang--the "bang" that I wasn't expecting. Your words, triggered the fountain, not of fireworks, but of fired words I have thrown back at you. Our deafening silence after that argument seemed so much louder than any firecrackers ever ignited. I realized we let miscommunication and misunderstanding overtake a happy and joyous start of the year of

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The last time I saw that smile of yours was 3 years ago. But things changed since then.  All because I fell for you.  It wasn't love at first sight. But it hit me so deep, I always looked forward to every connivance the universe did for us to meet, work together, laugh together,  anything just to be together. I came to the point that my day wouldn't me complete without at least receiving a "hi"

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Dear Miel,  It's been a while since I last scribbled down my thoughts on things. Since the time I reacquainted myself to capturing moments and freezing time, I seldom use words to convey my feelings.  I am trying to recall why I started writing years back... and I can only think of one thing--so that I will have something to go back to and read when the time comes that even my name I can

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Meet #SuperEd.  I was hoping to buy this toy online when I first got here, but unfortunately my card exceeded the limit. And so for the past two weeks, I got on with my routine --hotel, work, hotel.  Just today, from a hectic day at work, adding that gloomy weather of "Fall-going-to-Winter", when all the leaves have fallen and the temperature gets colder each passing day, it is

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Hindi inaasahan na sa iyo'y malalayo ng ganito katagal, Sa aking pinuntahan ikaw lagi ang hinahanap, aking Mahal. Sa layo ko sa iyo, sa mga mata niya ako'y nakatitig, ngunit ang naaalala'y mapupungay mong mata, Pag-ibig. Sa labi niyang mapula ako'y tila nahahalinapero ang iyong mga labi, ang nais talagang madama. Nais ko sanang haplusin ang kutis niyang porselanangunit ako'y mas nananabik na

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Inasam kong kumuha ng litrato ng magagandang tanawin, ngunit hindi  yung ako lang ang nandun. Ninaiskong maranasan ang kultura ng ibang mga bansa, subalit hindi yung maranasan yun na solo lang.Pinangarap  kong sumakay ng eroplano  at barkopara libutin ang buong mundo, pero hindi yung gagawin iyon na nag-iisa. Ang tanging inaasam, ninanais at pinapangarap ko ngayon? Maipakilala ka na

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Gaya mo, unang pakilala pa lang, hindi ko na maialis ang mga mata ko sa expressive eyes  niya.   Pero di gaya mo, hindi pa niya ako napapaiyak, ni hindi pa napapatawa. Gaya mo, kakikitaan din siya ng magagandang mga ngipin at ngiting nagpapakilig sa akin. Pero di gaya mo, ang mga usapan naming dalawa, sa ngiti nag uumpisa at doon natatapos na rin. http://20.media.tumblr.com/

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“Crossing fingers and crossing the bridge.” That’s what your status read. What started as a simple, “Hello there!”  two weeks ago became a frequent exchange of messages in PingChat.   The touch pad didn’t become a hindrance to keep our communication open. Not long after, we resorted to Skype and Viber  because the chat application never sufficed anymore. http://www.flickr.com/photos/

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No, these are not the people that belongs to India’s caste system. These are not the people who are required to perform tasks that are considered so impure. I have my own set of untouchables. These are the people I always talk to. These are the friends to whom I share my thoughts and dreams. These are the persons that I show concern and love. Yet I cannot even hold their hands during the

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Tunog retro, ngunit para sa akin, mas malalim pa ang ibig sabihin niyan. Dude ang tawag ko sa mga kaibigan kong naging sandalan ko nitong nakaraang taon:Kasalo sa tanghalian, kakwentuhan, at sa buong araw  ay kahalakhakan. Kasabay sa pagpunta sa gym, katabi sa pagtakbo sa treadmill, pati sa locker di nag iiwanan. Kasama mag window shopping, o kaya sa Banchetto, pati nga sa mga travels

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Grabbed the chance to save money, by making M’s brother (who happened to be my classmate) the courier in my correspondences with M. I bought a gift for M on our first monthsary. The gift (a figurine) was named after me. She treated Ed Jr as our son. (He is now 10 years old!) Broke up with M, because I chose to be a good son than a good boyfriend. (I followed my parent’s advice to finish studies

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I was browsing through my old notes when I saw this letter. Jun 19, '08 10:12 AM Mahal, Almost three years have passed after our last fight--a fight that ended our 8-month old relationship. My memories of that fight are vague already that I can’t even remember what we had argued about. What I remember is that I promised myself I will not enter into such relationship again. That never will I try

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“Hindi ko gusto yung mga special moments, kasi minsanan lang yun... Mas okay yung araw-araw mo siyang nakakasama, kahit hindi special, pero sabay ninyong pinagdadaanan ang lahat…” ...kaya ko piniling di umalis, pero nagdesisyon kang lumisan. Napakahirap man, pero gumagawa ako paraan para kahit paano updated ka pa rin sa akin, at ganun din ako sa iyo. Isinasama pa rin kita sa mga gimik ko,

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The gunshot was fired and the runners entered the race track. You and I were side by side in the starting line ready for the 3K race. As soon as we step inside the race track, we started running as what we usually do during our practice sprints around Ayala Triangle. But unlike what we routinely do, this time I was not at the same pace and stamina as you were. ‘Go ahead! I will just catch up

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Magandang gabi po, ako sa inyo’y bumabati Hayaan ninyong ako’y tumula ngayong gabi Ako’y nag-iisip kung paano ko ito masasabi Acronym na lang ba? O ibahin ko ng kaunti? Aking naisipan, bakit nga ba di gawing tula? Dahil pag-acronym sa tuwina’y ginagawa ko na Kayo’y makinig sa pasasalamat na sambit Sa aking team, sa tulang ito na medyo makulit! TRISTAN Patok ang pangalan niya sa

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“I am not comfortable with you capturing moments of me.” It didn’t interest me to know the technicalities before, but as I was going through each Saturday attending photography workshop, I came to realize the following why people take pictures:Because 24 still words per second can never create the magic of 24 frames per second.Because a thousand words need to be written.Because life can only be

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Some people come into our lives and quickly go.Some stay for a while, leave footprints on our hearts, and we are never, ever the same.~Flavia Weedn, ForeverHulk, I would always be proud that I had the chance to work with you. I wouldn’t be Superman if not for people like you who believed in me and the things I can do. Our ‘awesome team’ will always be my dream team. Doñeta, Right from

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I was blind temporarily last night. And it scared the hell out of me. Late in the evening, after a nerve-racking day at work, I hit the treadmill for half an hour to get the stress—physical, emotional, and psychological—out of me. But I was irritated when I suddenly felt the need to scratch my skin because it turned itchy. I sat down to cool myself as I was already catching my breath, but the

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‘Ingat.’Yan ang automatic kong sinasabi, sabay tapik sa balikat mo sa tuwing uwian.Ngunit di ka tumango sabay talikod para umakyat sa footbridge patawid sa kalsada pauwi sa inyo. Ngayon ay natigilan ka. Lagi naman kitang sinasabihan nun sa tuwing uuwi at maghihiwalay tayo sa footbridge na ito. Nagulat ako dahil sinasalubong mo ang tingin ko. Bakit nga ba ‘Ingat’?Kasi magkikita pa tayo bukas,

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I always wanted to be the best. As you walked down the aisle, where I was waiting, every step you make closer to the altar reminded me of how our friendship blossomed. Years ago, when I was still nursing a broken heart and crying my heart out to you, you would always tell me that I deserve something bigger, greater, and grander. You told me that I should not content myself with the “second best”

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I love you.Ed, I have something to tell you: I gave that word to another person already. I can't get it back.No problem. I didn't ask that you give those to me. You should give it freely to whoever you feel like giving it to.Exactly. I wish you happiness. Thanks for the love though.I gave it freely to you. No need to thank me.Sincerely, thank you. I can feel the love.I hope you find the happiness

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"We have safely arrived at Changi Airport. Enjoy your stay!"That was the pilot announcing the plane's arrival. It was raining outside. I looked at my ticket and passport at hand:FLIGHT 5J 803Thursday, June 10, 2010Boarding Time: 7:30 PMI was half-hearted to stand and alight from the plane for reasons incomprehensible. But I dragged myself down while trying to recall the last time we saw each

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“Bee—beeeeep!”Busina ng sasakyan ang pumukaw sa akin. Sabay takip sa aking mga mata dahil sa pagkasilaw sa liwanag. Hindi ko namalayan na malayu-layo na ang nalalakad ko. Inaalala ko kung paano ka nagpaalam sa akin kanina:“Aalis na ako.”Bigla mong pinutol ang tawanan natin habang kumakain tayo sa paborito mong carinderia malapit sa inyo. Hindi kita pinansin dahil kutob ko isa na naman ito sa mga

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Please do not leave your valuables unattended. A tear in my eye almost fell when I read that sign at the coffee shop where we had our breakfast right after that race we did for a good cause. The race was set 5:55AM, but you and I arrived an hour early. You told me that somehow you need to fill your empty stomach to have the energy to sprint the track. My eyes gazed at the area, where a number

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Just this February, I traveled north and south to search something I have lost, five years ago. Galera Getaway.First stop was Puerto Galera. I was trying to find the Happiness I haven’t had in a while. I went swimming and snorkeling, trying to find that feeling I longed for through the fishes and corals that I saw under the sea.I tried volleyball and zips (poi) while I sipped different

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It was more or less an hour ride, yet it seemed like it was longest ride I ever had. I got aboard that coaster. I didn’t expect you to be there as you haven’t confirmed your attendance to the event, much like what you always do. As I scanned the coaster’s seats, I saw one seat beside you available. I inhaled deeply, and approached you. “Can I seat here?” I asked cheerfully. “Yes, sure.” you

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After today, nights shall be longer and days shall be shorter.That is the Autumnal Equinox.Ever since I started spending time with you,every day has always been a long day for me. An hour seems like eternity whenever you are beyond my reach. A minute feels like years of not setting my eyes on you. Seconds get by so slow that I want to drag it faster, to be with you again. This makes my day long..

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It was already late that Friday night and the rain was falling so hard. The words you said still linger in my ears as I try to replay on my mind how I invited you for dinner, hoping to spend an hour with you.I checked my watched, it was nearly 10 pm. I decided to shut down my laptop and pack my things to go home.I hailed the first taxi that was in sight."SM Manila?" I said.The driver mumbled some

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Only You’s Jonathan is letting go of his feelings for Jillian. Tayong Dalawa’s Dave is giving Audrey her freedom. SNN’s presentation is all about Cory. I just realized that all of these were goodbyes and letting go moments. Much like what I shall be doing today.It is exactly one year since the first time I showed interest in you. You made me the happiest when you let me walk you home after

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"What's your hobby?" My boss asked that question. And I was caught off guard trying to answer it.I finally answered, after minutes of thinking, that during my leisure time, I write anything and everything I can think of."Why?" was her next question.These days, I rarely share my thoughts to friends personally. Work has been so demanding that I do not see them as often as before. Life has been

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As a Requirements Analyst, it is my responsibility to gather, elicit, analyze, document and validate the needs of the project stakeholders. As the principal conduit through which requirements flow between the client and the software development team, I play a central role in collecting and disseminating product information. This product information is usually presented in use cases. I am

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Hindi naman ako attracted sa iyo nung una kitang makilala. Pero nalaman ko na madami tayong pagkakapareho. Mga jokes na tinatawan ko, nakakaaliw para sa iyo. Mga kagaguhan ko, pinapatulan mo. Mga kalokohan mo, swak na swak sa panlasa ko.Minsan naiisip ko, di kaya ikaw na yung inaasam kong sabihan ng... "Mahal kita." Hindi mo pa ba napapansin na gustong gusto kita? Hindi mo ba naisip na hindi

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I shall be reassigned to a new project and new team. I will assume the position of a fellow employee and on the other hand, he gets my work load. I called this the RX, the R.A. eXhange.Prologue.I was shocked, and in denial after the news has been spilled out to me.I had psyched myself to staying longer in the project I am working now. I had enjoyed working harmoniously with my teammates. I have

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I am happiest when I am with you.Only when we get together do i find myself smiling, giggling, laughing like kids do.Though it was not like the feeling I had when we were together snuggling on your bed nor like the peace of mind I experienced the time I closed my eyes, seeing you sleeping beside me; not even the joy you brought me when I woke up in the morning seeing you first thing the moment I

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