A Bully in Sheep’s Clothing

There are those bullies who will beat you up, bash you in social media, or say mean things to your face but nothing’s worse than those who put a fake smile on their ugly faces and say not so nice things to you and then pretend they never said those words and make you look like you are making up words that could create conflict between people.  They are so freaking annoying and if I’ll let my emotions get the best of me, I’d punch that particular someone in the face. But I am a mature human being so I’ll let that slide but I will never forget what that bitch said, freaking two-face.

bully playing victim

I am so freaking pissed right now.  There’s this person who said something to me and I relayed what she said to the person concerned, once she got confronted for it, she make it sound as if I made those words up, when I only said the exact words she uttered in front of me (next time I should have a recorder ready when she’s around). I am like “What is problem? You said those words, stand by it.”  Liar, liar, pants on fire.

We’ll the world is not perfect, there would be always be people like them. I was just minding my own business, she came to me and said those words, now she does not have the balls to stand by why what she said.She can say it to my face because she sees me as nobody and I don’t care she’s also a nobody to me.

darling you're so fake


Hey Monday

It’s Monday again and instead feeling like I am not yet ready to start the week, I decided  that I would just write something to brighten my day and hopefully the rest of the week.

its monday but keep smiling

Monday is actually awesome (except for the traffic), I feel refreshed from all the sleep and slacking that I did during the weekend.  My soul is lighter after attending the Sunday mass, my body is stronger after catching up on sleep, my mind is clearer after spending the weekend watching my favorite TV series, and I am ready to tackle a new week that would be challenging for sure.

I don’t really hate Mondays, it’s just that I wish weekend is longer but since it’s not going to happen I  might as well enjoy it right?  So I asked myself “how can I make this day special?”.  And to be honest I don’t know how to answer that question but I tried and I told myself that I can make this day special by writing (I always feel happy and accomplish after writing) and by doing as much work as I can.  Because I am more relaxed when I have no pending paper work or report and won’t have to think about work after I left the office.

Also, I believe that waking up early and not rushing in the morning  helps me face Monday mornings.  Horrible traffic is expected, so I have to leave the house earlier than usual.  Eating breakfast is also important (and you can’t do that if you are in a hurry), you won’t have the energy to go through the Monday madness if you haven’t eaten any.  When you are in a rush, you are more likely to get irritated at the simplest things and most likely to end up with a bad morning and you don’t want to start the week in a bad mood, do you?

its monday

Anyway this is just a short one since I have to start doing “real work” (good thing I come to office 30 minutes earlier).  So for anyone who had the patience to read this post, I hope you are having a great Monday morning and don’t just hang in there, take charge, participate and experience life as it happens.

Sisters of the Heart

While the whole country is plague with so many issues, my family still makes me crazy, my work and study keeps me busy, I just want to stop for a while and write about something that is very important to me.  I haven’t wrote about this topic but I am grateful for having it. I am aware how lucky I am to enjoy it and now I just want to try to put my appreciation into words. I am talking about friendship; a great, awesome,beautiful friendship.

the only therapy you need

We all have friends, different kinds of friends.  There are those whom we met when we were younger but went out of separate ways and lost touch, you are still friends in Facebook but that’s it.  There are those friends that you still get in touch with but not that close.  There are those that you still care about but you both are so busy and never really got the time to come together as much as you want and occasional texts and personal messages in social networking sites is enough. There are those friends that you are quite close to but never once seen the real you.  And there are those friends that your consider the sisters of your heart.  The ones who knows what are you thinking even without you saying anything.  The ones who have seen you cry, laugh, afraid, angry, ugly.  They have been with you through the good and bad times.  They know you, they know your story, they know why you are the way you are. They are the first ones you call when there is a life changing event that happened, be it good or bad and they will drop (almost) anything to run to your side and listen.  They will listen to your endless chatter.  They will make you laugh until your stomach hurt and make you laugh some more. They are your fiercest protector and staunchest believer.  They’ll cry and laugh with you. Around them you don’t feel so silly and weird. You felt like you actually belong. They are the proof that you don’t need so many friends just few real ones.


I am fortunate enough to have these friends. I’ve known them back in high school and been best of friends since then.  We practically see each other grow. We were together when we were these young, crazy, naive high school students, kept in touch during college days (we all went to different colleges/universities),  boost each other’s confidence as we started navigating the “real world”, sharing our joys as we landed our first jobs, divided grief whenever one is heart broken (be it about family, career or love), pushing each other to go after her dream and just be there for each other through all the good and bad times.


What prompt this post when I don’t usually write about them?  I was thinking about the changes that we all went through for the past couple of years and how we all are taking different paths.  There were always the four of us, that four weirdos who stuck together for 17 years.  But now we are slowly living our separate lives, well, part of growing up (or old). One of my closest friends is expecting her baby next month, another just left the country yesterday to be with her the “One” (she traveled across the world to be with him), the other has been out of town for a couple of months now and here I am feeling  alone and (a bit) lonely.


I am really glad on how our lives turned out, seeing them happy makes me happy and it’s just that it was only recently that this realization hit me. We are getting old, part of getting old is getting married, having your own family.  Having your own family means dedicating your life taking care of them, your priorities are different now.  I guess I am not yet ready for this phase of my life to end; going out with them (almost) any time and day, traveling with them, watching movies, those long chats, the sleep over, the window shopping, all those girl talks. I am not sad, I expected this to happen, I am just being a bit melancholic but I’ll be fine after a few minutes. Suddenly I realized that this is where we stop walking the same road and taking different paths, hoping that our friendship is strong enough to stand the test of time and distance.  I am sure we will, there’s always a way to make things work if one is really determined.


I am not sad because I feel like I am being left out. No, my life is awesome as it is. I have great plans and I am just beginning to turn my dream into reality.  I have a job that I really love, I am pursuing graduate school and at this point of my life I feel like I am finally right on track.  I am happy for them but I am not ready to settle down yet (not that I have a boyfriend to settle down with ha-ha).  I have this game plan and I am sticking to it.  I write this post as a tribute to a great friendship that withstood the test of time and hoping that it will stay that way.  I sound like it’s the end of our friendship when clearly it is not.  We just took different roads and I know from time to time our paths will cross.  Just being melodramatic lately but more than being sappy I was reminded how awesome my friends are.10858441_4759147633818_541890539956980548_n

Here’s to 17 years (and counting) years of friendship and sisterhood. Wishing all my sisters of the heart the best that life can offer.  May we keep the fire burning and may God bless us all.  Let’s live our lives to the fullest!!!!

our friendship has grown with us