sometime, somewhere

i am now, how do we say that, in the cusp of falling in and out of love. yeah, very shortlived. the explanation was simple, the other party is not yet ready for the situation. understandably, for a 3rd year nursing college student.

simple explanation but harder still was my acceptance. it was like, should i persist or resist. the person wants friendship for the awkwardness of the moment is just too much.

and i am willing to give that, all of that and more. to nurture the relationship. be it for platonic or romantic relationship, then so be it.

but who am i to decide on what happens and what doesn't...

this is the tune that floats in my mind for days now.
i do pray that i can bear the loss of something that hasn't been there at all...not yet anyway.

sometime, somewhere
by regine velasquez
composed by ryan cayabyab

we speak but the words we say mean nothing
we smile but the smiles we give are wanting
we look upon each other's eyes
no spark, no glow, no real signs
but we both know this is all for show

until that... sometime, somewhere
we could show the world we have each other
sometime, somewhere
we need not hide our feelings,
we just keep on believing
that we both have the time together
sometime and somewhere

somewhere, our lips would be free at last
to say the words we've hungered to say
and we won't have to worry
we smile we won't say sorry
one look and we have cast our fears aside

sometime, that sometime
will turn to forever, for all time
somewhere, our somewhere would not just be one place
but everywhere

until that sometime, somewhere
we just have to be content with stealing glances
somehow, content with saying nothing
smiles that are always wanting
though deep inside it hurts because we know

that our love, like love,
it's what it is
it's what we've got
our love, like love will have to wait
until that sometime, somewhere

first massage

i had my first whole body massage last week, friday to be exact, to pamper my tired bones and muscles. it was a treat so to speak, but i really didn't feel the relaxation at all. hardly, if at all.

foremost, the masseuse wasn't strong enough to drill through my flesh. i always complain of spots at my back which when pressed properly would give me nirvana. but not in this case. she was pressing hard enough given her strength. but she was entirely lost in my massive canvas.

i did like the bergamot oil used though. it quieted me all throughout and even made me drowsy. but i hate to admit that my tickle points upset whatever relaxation i would have experienced. close to laughing all throughout, i just bit my lower lip to prevent me from hysterically rolling over.

time to find hard hands, i guess. aida proved much more adept in pressing my pain points when she did a dry massage yesterday. for that, i would have lied down and tore off my underpants...hahaha, thanks friend.

post birthday bash

at long last, it is now most likely to happen: a celebration with a lot of "posts"

post birthday, post chinese new year, post valentine bash. hahahaha.
you see, i was into the thick mud of events preparation for our Asia Pacific office and Executive Forum grand launch this 7th of february that it was utterly impossible to have my preparations underway. but i was always thinking, i had to celebrate for i turned 30 years old. i even thought of the invites already, things like those. but time was really not there for me at all personally.

but my event was successful, we were endorsed by the commission on ICT, we were covered by the media...but it could have been lots lots better, i guess. anyway.

so, God willing, i shall be able to hold my posts bash come february 19, sunday. i will be exhausting this weekend to come up with all my plans and details.

i am excited, i just hope my will overtakes my 'kakuriputan' as always.
see you guys. this is my way of saying, thank you and i love you for being there for me.

kitakits.

same time, last year

i can't believe it, can i?
i am now a year old blogger, hahaha. ays started this off when we were doing escalation calls, to bail us and bear us out of boredom and lack of better things to let our minds go into.

taking calls was so frustratingly stressing. one needs cranial exercises to keep you from jumping out of the nearest glass window.

so there, i may have missed certain months for my posts but i really validate that blogging is one channel of expression that i should have gotten more into even before.

so i look forward to more road trips, more things to write, to think about. much more interesting people to keep this a[nti]quarian going and googling. hahahahaha.

happy anniversary mojacko. darn, am old. "p

and it is over

and the 7th of february has come to pass...

how i've waited for this event to be done and over with, in a good sense, but of course.

since i started working for my ICT RESEARCH AND ADVISORY FIRM, this event has been owned by moi, thus, when it got postponed couple of times, i was so distraught. but God always has the perfect plan in the most appropriate times.

the turnout was very good...well within our expectations. but i always aim for citing areas of improvements. i always am.

i just thank God and our Mother for helping us all out. for believing in my vision and my principles. their guidance was my focal point. and it was so revitalizing going to Baclaran yesterday to pay homage to our lady of perpetual help. i have always approached her when things don't turn out right, not as expected, even impossible.

and she has never failed me.

thank you so much.
till my next event. for all the people who believed enough on what i can deliver, my gratitude.

i shall always work hard...no shortcut for success really.

here's my song for this moment:

Sandcastle
by Regine Velasquez

I Have Always Dreamed of This Day
The Whole World At My Feet
And Fame Within My Reach
Friends I Have A Plenty
But When The Lights Down Low
And Nowhere To Go
There's No One There But Me

Time Flies And All Things
Must Come To An End
Like The Sandcastles
Slowly Being Swept Away
By The Incoming Tide
All That Is Left Are Traces of What
I Used To Be

Today I Have To Let Go
And All Will Be Forgotten
But After Everything's
Been Said And Done
And Knowing That I Once Had
You In My Life
And Memories Of What I Used To Be
Are Traces That Will Remind You Of Me

friendships and friendsters

for lack of anything better to do [hahaha, i guess...my event just got wrapped up and i still felt lacking in imperative to act on something substantial...anyways].

i did some friendster pages surfing and decided on tracking 2 persons i have always had reservations dealing with lately and i had a realization that despite what i have made up as my impression on them A LOT of people would most likely form a vehemently different opinion themselves.

i was scanning their testimonials one by one and of course being friends, they were raising good points all at the same time. understandably maybe because they were friends, but i guess, not all of them could be wrong right?

which brings me to the question, had it a different situation we were in? instead of business, maybe professionalism wouldn't have mattered much. it's like you know that some of your friends turn to drugs or excessive sex maybe, but you still stick it up with that person right?

i would even defend maybe a person for being such, if others would offensibly throw in some 'truthful' statements to them.

i really feel that observing people should be my natural course of interest. studying how these people can be great friends but be friggin' dupin' businessmen is beyond me, but that is what makes life all the more much interesting.

for if we can predetermine what one is to do, there goes the fish, i would say.

oh well.