Simple Things

Who wants to listen to some mushy song? I actually don't know if I have previously posted this one, so I did a quick run down of my previous posts and I think I haven't... so here it is. It's entitled Simple Things by Jim Brickman (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8S14R88xoik)

Hey, time won't wait
Life goes by
Every day's a brand new sky
Every tear comes to dry
All that really matters in this crazy world
Is you and I together, baby just remember...

The first leaves of the tree,
The way you look at me,
A thousand chiming church bells ring
The simple things are free
The sun, the moon, the stars,
The beating of two hearts
How I love the simple things,
The simple things just are

So here we go
Let's just dance
Teach my soul to take this chance
Put my heart in your hands
Out of all the moments that we leave behind
Turn around and tell me baby we'll remember...

The thunder and the rain,
The way you say my name
After all the clouds go by the simple things remain
The sun, the moon, the stars,
The beating of two hearts
How I love the simple things,
The simple things just are

Oh, The ocean and the sky
The way we feel tonight
I know that it's the love that brings the simple things to light
The sun, the moon, the stars,
The beating of two hearts
I love the way the simple things,
The simple things just are

Sweetie, it is the simple things that you do that knocks me off my feet. It is in the simplest conversation that I get to know you really really well. It is in the simplest reply, reaction that I get from you that gives me a glimpse of the individual that you are. It is the simple "HI" that paves the way to where we are now. Love you!

The Bigger Flirts: Men

There is this show in AXN entitled "Duke" which talks anything and everything related to men. It shows their vanities, their quirks, their hobbies, their motivations, and anything under the sun that involves their interest and what not.

I have watched an episode way back about flirting. They asked in random the public whose the bigger flirt, men or women and guess what - men appears to be the bigger flirt. Of course they did it for fun, they pick the respondents randomly hence we cannot say it's a good sample of what the public view really is nor is it accurate (I could have easily convinced the girls back in college to do a study on this for our experimental psychology thesis, bummer, it's too late now - that way there is at least some data I can use to prove or disprove such claim).

Back to the topic at hand, I can't help but agree on the premise that men are bigger flirts than women. When women flirts they tend to be showy and upfront (but there are those that have mastered the game and you can hardly tell if they are flirting or not). But when men flirt, it's hard to tell because it comes naturally with them.

The simple tossing of hair, the laughing out loud just to get a guys attention, the eye contact... it's easy to tell even from a distance if a lady is flirting or not. Guys on the other hand are very discreet. The cheesy pick up line (that girls go gaga at times), even the not so cheesy ones, its flirting 101 ladies. We associate them as a "normal" thing a guy does when in fact they are already flirting right there and then, in short flirting is more often than not, innate with them.

Women get to be labelled as 'flirt' or 'tease' with the mere act of tossing the hair but men can get away with it just by simply saying "it's normal" for them to used such cheesy (eww) pick up lines. Unfair! But then again, life will never be fair.

Flirting is one of those inane things that spice up our life...so girls let's flirt some more , wink =)

Patience - My New Virtue

Anyone who knows me will surely say that this is not my strongest trait. I am an impatient lady, even impulsive to some extent. I hate sitting around like waiting for some miracle that someone will just serve the thing that I want on a platter. I act on it and get it for myself.

But the events of this month proved me wrong...so wrong. Just when I thought and I have convinced myself that this is too much and this is the end of it, I have surprisingly find it within me to hold on, to understand, to forgive and love some more.

Patience is the new virtue that I am learning and though I'm learning it the hard way, I rather have it this way than lose everything that makes me happy.

I know that patience coupled with faith and strengthen by love will get me to the place where I want to be - in his arms, forever.

Fun Day

I had a blast today, it's not something someone will say if she only had 2 hours and 30 minutes of sleep. True, this day has been tiring but it was so much fun. Mama and I went out early in the morning (not exactly as plan) to buy some stuff for the house and by lunchtime, I'm broke (love it-you got to stay positive even if you are broke). I don't really mind being broke, our living room looks better now and so does the room of my parents. Yay! It's becoming the house I want them to have. I will still be broke in the next coming months but I don't care. A lot of parents envy my parents and wishing that they have me as their daughter (allow me to brag a little) so that I can buy them a house too (right Sed? - Tell your mom if I win the lottery I will buy her one, haha).

I went home at around 12.30 in the afternoon, crash in my bed and out in dreamland. By 3 in the afternoon, my alarm clock goes off and I drag myself in the bathroom to get ready for my afternoon ordeal. Ghia and Janrae were supposed to wake me up but instead, I ended up waking up Ghia (great!). By 4.30 I was lying in one of the cubicles of Lay Bare (that's a salon by the way) and was getting ready for a little pain (no pain, no gain ladies- remember that always). By 5.30 we were enjoying a feast of rice toppings and dumplings and beer and iced tea (what a combination). I was very full but then it did not stop me from getting a cold iced beer (which taste so good by the way). Truth be told, it was nice to have some poison in my body (alcohol is a poison in a way, hehe). We went home at around 7.30 and when I arrived home, changed clothes and off to work.

Javin says that he sees very little of me (I'm sorry Dedem, I'm just being a good daughter to you and to mom) which is quite true. For sometime now, I had stop going out, I just got bored of it or should I say some of my priorities changed.

It was not a Friday or a Saturday night but it did not stop me, Ghia and Janrae to have fun. Cheers G-Girls! I promised to go out with you soon again.

Trivial if not Insignificant

Last Saturday, I got a good whack in the head, thanks to her. I was needing some 'fixing' and 'processing' so I started bothering her. I got the strongest urge to correct one emotion that keeps recurring for no valid reason. To quote her, "This ill feeling can be brought about by something said, done or undone and if it does not fall in this three criteria, what your feeling is trivial if not insignificant". Ouch. Now that's what you call tough love. But she drive a point right there and I can't thank her enough.

A good number of my friends go to me when they are in trouble. I don't complain about it, I love to be of help to them but sometimes I just hope that they come one at a time. But that really is beside the point, what I really wanted to say is that, what happens if it's me "Jane" who gets into trouble and needs some fixing, who do I run to? The answer is HER.

Of course, I talk to my other friends, but if things go way out of my hands or when I need someone to 'process' me, I go to her especially if I'm looking for some rational and logical explanation. She can look through me, read my mind as if I'm talking out loud. She can even say if I'm lying right in front of her face (though that's really easy, I'm very transparent, what you see if what you get). And to top it all, her eyes are the only eyes I'm scared to look at, she has mastered this piercing mocking look and it is as if her eyes says, "yeah right Jane, make yourself believe or yes Jane, lie in my face". I don't have to elaborate on the things you told me rather I would just like to say thank you.

PS: I would love to come over in your apartment and fix your bedsheets (of all things you can ask in return, fixing your bed sheet??? LOL). And I know already a long time ago that I am good with bedsheets, hehe. But it's too bad I can't fix your bed for you =(

Love Letter

Sweetie,

I Love You - these 3 simple words...

I never know it's meaning until I found you. I cared deeply but love has been elusive with me. There was even a point that I fell in love with the thought of being in love. It was you who teach me what loving really means.

Every time I say those words it gives me an overwhelming feeling I cannot name. I never know how I got to this point and I'm amazed of how far we've come, I never thought someone will be that patient with me.

Words cannot capture the things I really want to say and feel towards you but I'm just really really grateful for having you in my life. Time and again I kept telling to myself, I'm way more than lucky, I'm blessed to have you. I love you with all my heart.

Your mushy girl

Sentimentality Vs. Love

We often confused the two but there's a difference between them. Being sentimental holds you back from the things you want while love encourages you to move forward and be better.

When we cling to old memories and it holds you back to do better things, that's being sentimental - that's not love. There's nothing wrong with being sentimental don't get me wrong, but just like anything else if it is in excess, you are depriving yourself already. You can love something even from afar. Love as powerful as it is makes you want to be better in more ways than one.

Thinking Out Loud

I can walk away if I want to but I won't do that. I can throw it all away but I won't do that. For the first time in my life, I wanted something so badly that I will do anything for it work. I know that I will never feel or have this again with somebody else so I'm giving it my best shot.

Nursery Rhyme from Yummy

Janey Janey, who waits daily.
She's happy and bubbly,
Do come when it's still early.
For when Janey gets tired clearly,
Then you'll know our little Janey's deadly.

You Speak Of It.....

you speak of it when you're little,
and teach it when you're old
you believe it with your eyes,
but feel it with your inner heart's Soul
it's given freely
to someone worthy