Monday, October 27, 2014

Who Rocked The Boat

January 5, 2014 ~ Sunday

I was beside myself while in transit towards NAIA Terminal 2. Ace went home to Aklan for two weeks to be with his family for the holidays, and as always, he wanted me to fetch him in his return. As the bus cuts through traffic, I racked my brain aggressively for a decision. Should I tell him? Should I not? Guilt was eating me up for days now and I already lost much sleep. As I sat there staring blankly out the window, I felt like the shittiest shit in the world.

It all started two Sundays ago, when I attended an overnight party in Mandaluyong. It was a fun night full of games, jokes, and good food. I enjoyed it a lot for I got acquainted with new people, shared stories, and exchanged different opinions, particularly about matters regarding the blogosphere. More importantly, that was also the night when I met the person who would soon make me rock my own boat—the boat I'd been maintaining for more than 3 years. His name is Uno.

Uno has this cute smile accentuated by a set of dimples. Being slightly chinito, moreno, kinda chubby, and a bit taller than me, he has looks that most people will appreciate. The first time I saw him, I didn't mind him much. We actually had very few interactions that night, almost to none if I recall correctly. I didn't come to that party to flirt with anyone; I was there to simply have fun. I had no other intentions than to make new acquaintances, possibly make new friends. I thought that I won't see him again. I was wrong though.

To my slight surprise, a couple of days after Christmas, he invited me out for a movie together with his own circle of friends. I was reluctant to go at first since I was trying to stay as anonymous as possible, but I was too shy to refuse, so I accepted his invitation.

I enjoyed it only a little. The movie simply sucked and since it was my first time meeting Uno's friends, no one talked to me much, even Uno himself. I was quiet most of the time, just listening to their conversations. I was puzzled. Why invite me if I will just be ignored? Nonetheless, I could tell that they are nice people, so the day wasn't really a waste. I was still glad I was able to go out rather than to stay at home.

The day after the next, Kim, a public teacher I had befriended at the party, invited me for a night of drinks. Since I am very fond of her bubbly personality, I instantly said yes. She said she also asked two others, and one of them was Uno. This time, it went by pretty great. The four of us shared things about ourselves over a bottle of gold tequila mixed with Coke. Through their stories, I got to know them more intimately. This was when I began to get interested at Uno. Suddenly, I had this unexplained thirst to know more about him. His job, a brief summary of his past relationships and heartbreaks, and other personal details. I measured his personality, concluding that he's a lot more than meets the eye. I dug deeper, trying to be subtle about it. I went home afterwards and found myself thinking about him most of the time. I was so confused myself, and I knew that that is not good. But I didn't stop myself.

We gathered again for a couple of times more with Kim's friends in addition. Knowing I would see and be with Uno again made me excited. I was looking forward to our drinking sessions. I had met and got to know more people, but it's still Uno who I was most interested with. I was getting drawn to him the more I spend time with him. Soon, it began to dawn on me that I am starting to develop deeper feelings for him. And it actually saddened me.

It saddened me because I know it is wrong. By harboring romantic feelings for Uno, I'm jeopardizing my relationship with Ace. The feelings I'm silently brewing was beginning to rock the boat in an ominous way. So I thought of one solution: to write. I wrote an entry containing my thoughts to help me let go and forget, to help me stop my feelings from advancing, and posted it on the first day of 2014. I saw it as a form of confession to everyone. I thought that by telling it to the world, it would help me to further kill the idea that had been pestering in my mind. I asked Ace to read it, and he just took the issue lightly, telling me not to worry and assuring me that I could get past this. He said that it was just a simple crush. Just a fleeting thought that I will forget eventually. Unfortunately, Ace was wrong for I did not.Without him knowing, that simple crush was turning into something more serious with each passing day.

Uno had also read the said post, and quickly deduced that he's the one I was talking about. To my surprise, he confessed to me through a phone call that he has intimate feelings for me as well. He was suppressing them only because he knows I already have someone in my life, and that it would not end well should he decide to push it. Sorrow filled me like a sudden rush of blood to the head. There we were, two people who have mutual feelings for each other but can't do anything about it because of valid circumstances. So Uno and I agreed to put a complete stop on it. We made an agreement not to meet and talk again, for the good of us both, to prevent one of us from potentially getting a broken heart.

However, fate did not let us succeed.

The gang decided to hold one last drinking session before we continue on with our lives. Uno and I were hesitant at first, but we decided to made an exception for them because they have nothing to do with what's happening with us. And because it would be our chance to say goodbye properly in person.

If I had only known that it would be a bad idea, then I would've said no instantly.

The night came and, as usual, the drinks were overflowing. Uno told us that he must leave after a few hours because he's the designated driver to bring his dad to the airport—his old man was to return overseas for work—so he didn't drink much. I too drank a little because I wanted to keep myself sober. I didn't want to be drunk when the "talk" happens.

An hour past midnight, when all were busy getting more drunk, I motioned Uno to go downstairs to do, once and for all, what we went there for. The others have an idea of what's going on between me and Uno, so they let us excused ourselves. It felt awkward as we sat alone on the couch of the living room.

Our heartfelt conversation went on and ended in an unexpected way. One thing led to another and, after a few days, I just found myself inside that bus, sitting as I wallow in despair. I was so stressed as I continue to think about that final night Uno and I had. I couldn't imagine facing Ace with that guilt. I'd rather jump on a cliff rather than prolong the suffering I was trying to endure.

As the airport came into view, my heart beat faster and louder. I felt like fainting, a shiver running down ominously down my spine. I knew that I should reap what I sow, even though I was still far from being ever ready for it.

To be continued...

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Voices Crying In The Wilderness

The end of my relationship with Ace definitely cost me a lot of things, but I never expected that I would also lose the people I consider as my closest friends. It only added insult to the already grim injury that I tried to endure for a long time.

Ace is inarguably a great guy, not just as a lover, but also as a friend. He is very friendly and he knows how to hold decent and interesting conversations. I am glad that in the course of our relationship, Lanie, Rey, and Theo have easily come to love him, treating him like an older brother. Without much effort, the three of them became pretty fond of him sooner than I predicted. So when I decided to break his heart, theirs were broken as well. They even tried to help us repair the damage I had done, but their efforts were in vain. They just made themselves constantly available to him as per my request. Consequently, I believe that they had been an immense help to Ace. If not for them, it would've taken him a hell of a lot worse to deal with the break up.

Well, I actually didn't mind it. At first.

I was grateful that they continued to offer support to Ace, but when news reached me that they were also trying to assist Ace when he decided to start dating again, I began to see the disadvantages of the situation. Spending more time with Ace than they do with me is one thing, but insisting to meet his dating choices too (as well as almost befriending them) is another. I felt betrayed. I considered their actions foul. To me, I was their friend first; they only became friends with Ace through me, so technically, they are mine originally.  I needed them to know that I'm uncomfortable with it. They had to be stopped.

I tried to talk to Ace first, but it ended up badly (as I recounted in an earlier story), so I approached Rey a few days later instead, giving him a piece of my mind.

"Tol, please naman. 'Wag naman kayong ganon," I told Rey over the phone.

"Bakit ka ba ganyan, Sep? Bakit hindi namin pwedeng gawin 'yun? Ayan ka na naman sa pagiging possessive mo. Pati kami inaangkin mo. Naging malapit na kaibigan na rin namin si Ace, at gusto namin siyang maging masaya. Gusto lang namin kilatisin yung mga ka-date niya, para hindi na siya masaktan ulit gaya nung ginawa mo," he explained.

"Ouch... Ok, given na 'yun, sige. Pinipilit ko namang intindihin eh. Hindi ko kayo pag-aari para ipagdamot, oo, pero sana naman isipin niyo rin yung nararamdaman ko ngayon. Walang problema kung maging kaibigan niyo pa rin si Ace, pero sana naman 'wag niyo nang kaibiganin pati yung bago niyang boyfriend. Respeto naman sa'kin, tol. Please lang," I begged.

"Alam mo Sep, ang labo mo talaga. Iniwan mo na siya di ba? Bakit ka pa rin masyadong affected?" he taunted.

That caught me by surprise. Arguing with Rey can be very difficult; his stubbornness often stresses me out. I stumbled for a reply, trying to avoid his loaded questions, "Rey, please listen to me. Hear me out, tol. Alam mo kung sakaling iwan mo man si Theoknock on woodsa'yo pa rin ako kakampi, ikaw ang iko-comfort ko, unless sabihin mo din sa akin na i-comfort ko rin siya. Bakit? Kasi nakilala ko lang naman si Theo thru you eh. Ikaw talaga ang kaibigan ko, kaya sa'yo ako kakampi kahit ikaw pa ang may kasalanan ng break up niyo. Nage-gets mo ba? Kung sakaling mag-break kayo ni Theo, hindi ko gagawin sa'yo yung ginagawa niyo sa akin ngayon..."

Rey became quiet for several seconds. I took it as a sign that he's beginning to grasp what I was saying.

"So ano, tol?" I probed.

"Geosef, can we just drop this? You just have to deal with it, tol. Ito ang epekto ng ginawa mo, so please be brave enough and accept it. Akala ko ba nag-usap na kayo ni Ace tungkol dito? Akala ko naintindihan mo na? Be consistent, Sepsep. Kung affected ka pa rin, eh di balikan mo si Ace. Para wala nang ganitong issue," he said, irritated.

"Tol, alam mo namang nakapagdesisyon na ako, 'di ba?" I reminded him.

"Then move on as well! Ace is doing his best to move on, and you're hindering him by trying to control us. Wala na kong maririnig about this again, okay?" Rey snapped.

The point I'm trying to make had been thwarted. Again. It was extremely frustrating, having this lone voice. And I'm just wasting it by crying out in the wilderness, to no avail. Starting then, however, I kept myself mum about it, pushing the matter no further. I love these three, and I am prepared to endure the suffering in silence. I never brought it up again.

But my patience also has its limits.

The five of us had this scheduled trip to Guimaras in June. All were already set since late last year: the plane tickets, the tour, the accommodation, and the itinerary. Unfortunately, a week before our flight, Ace had been given an emergency assignment by his company. He had to fly to California and stay there for 2 weeks due to an important conference. There was nothing he could do to avoid it, so it was just me, Lanie, Rey, and Theo who continued with the trip.

Things were okay at first. We explored the recommended sights, made frequent swims in their white-sand beach, did island hopping, enjoyed the mangoes, and maximized our relaxation to the fullest. We exchanged stories, jokes, and insults, like what we usually do. I expected that it would stay like that until we go home, but things suddenly turned sour, much to my confusion. I began to notice that they get irritated at me easily even though I'm barely doing anything. They talk to me less and less. They get quiet every time I enter the room. They immediately snap at me whenever I try to open my mouth. I only receive sarcasm whenever I voice out my opinion regarding with whatever they're talking about. There were several times when they seem revolted upon seeing me. Theo was the first one to turn hostile, followed by Lanie, and then Rey. I was burning to ask them, but I feared they will only say something hurtful. I sincerely wished for Ace to be there with us, since he could protect me from all the hostility they were throwing at me, but alas he was miles away. I had absolutely no idea about what was going on, but I remained quiet. That persisted until we returned home.

I went home in pain. That dreadful trip left me confused and wondering, Why did they treat me like that? Did I do anything wrong? If yes, why didn't they just tell it to me? It made me realize that they don't actually respect me, they insult whenever they can, and they ignore the things I say. They made me feel like some trash: disgusting, dispensable, and worthless. For the first time in many years, I felt alone. Friendless. Abandoned.

I decided that I have to do one thing: as much as I regret it, I must now burn our bridges. The connection must be completely severed. I had to do it to shield myself from further pain, from enduring more suffering from all of them.

I started with Facebook. I unfriended the three of them, no longer wanting to receive any updates about their lives. I untagged all of my tagged pictures from them, and I deleted photos as well as entire albums featuring them. I did the same with the photo gallery in my phone, also erasing their numbers in my contacts. I wanted to forget every memory I have of each of them. I wanted to remove every trace that could make me remember that I had them in my life. I was in anguish while doing all of it. Losing a lover can break you into two, but losing a true friend is worse: it can shatter you into unmanageable pieces. But I did my best to convince myself that I ended what must be finished. It was the death of something I regret losing, but I must begin to accept the fate of our friendship. It's quite funny that a friendship of 12 years could go down the drain as easy as that. I forced myself to believe that I don't need them anymore, that I can survive without friends, and that the only path now is forward, alone.

However, it was really not a very easy thing to accomplish.

Several days passed by without hearing anything from them. The reason was quick to appear in front of me, in bold letters: they simply don't care, Geosef. It inflicted me more pain than I refuse to admit. They did blocked me on Facebook as a form of retaliation, but a single word from them, I heard nothing. More questions burned in my mind, but I knew that they'll just go unanswered. Not until one day, when I received a call. It was from Ace.

"Sep, what is happening?" he started. I heard a hint of worry in his voice.

"Huh? What do you mean?" I asked.

"Naiintindihan ko kung bakit mo ko in-unfriend sa Facebook, and that's okay, pero bakit naman pati yung tatlo? What's the problem this time?"

"Ayaw ko na, Ace. Gusto ko ng manahimik. Sa iyo na silang tatlo."

"Is this about the 'who's the friend of who' thing again? Sepsep naman, akala ko napag-usapan na natin 'yan? 'Wag mo naman silang ganyanin, mga matagal mo nang kaibigan ang mga 'yan."

"I didn't. They decided it for themselves. They chose your side, so I'm setting them free."

"C'mon, Sep. You know that's not true."

"Wala ka kasi nung Guimaras, Ace. Kung nakita mo lang kung paano nila ako trinato, kung paano nila ako kausapin, tignan..." I said, recounting to him the rest of what happened in that trip, including the conversation I had with Rey several days after my birthday celebration in his house.

He was silent for a moment, contemplating my story.

"You got it all wrong..." he said.

"Bakit ako lang? Ako na naman? Lahat na lang kasalanan ko. Palagi naman eh," I protested, slightly annoyed.

"No, I mean kayong apat. You guys got it all wrong. This is all just a big misunderstanding."

"How come? Ang linaw-linaw kaya. Ayaw na nila sa akin."

"Makinig ka muna, okay? I will explain."

I decided not to answer, so Ace continued, "Alam mo bang ikinuwento ni Rey kay Theo yung napag-usapan niyo? Yung tungkol doon sa sinabi mo na kapag naghiwalay sila, kay Rey ka kakampi. Alam mo bang nagtampo si Theo dahil doon?"

"Bakit naman niya kailangang magtampo? Totoo naman yung sinabi ko ah. Hindi ba ganoon naman talaga dapat? Si Rey ang original kong kaibigan. Naging kaibigan ko si Theo dahil boyfriend siya ni Rey, so malamang kapag naghiwalay sila, mapuputol na ang friendship ko kay Theo, unless na manatili silang maging magkaibigan na lang after ng break up. Matalino si Theo, expect ko na maiintindihan niya 'yun," I said.

"Naririnig mo ba ang sarili mo, Sepsep? Ganyan talaga ang takbo ng isip mo?"

"I don't see kung ano man ang mali sa mga sinabi ko. Atsaka hypothetical lang 'yun, Ace. Sinabi ko kaya  specificially na 'if ever lang naman na maghiwalaya sila'. Di ba nila gets? If ever lang naman. Alam ko namang malayong mangyari na mag-split sila."

"Nasaktan sila sa sinabi mo, Sep. Iniisip ni Theo eh hindi talaga kaibigan ang tingin mo sa kanya. Matapos ang lahat ng concern at advices na binigay niya sa'yo, itinuring ka na rin niyang best friend, pero hanggang 'boyfriend ng best friend mo' lang pala ang tingin mo sa kanya. Ang inisip niya, napipilitan ka lang naman pala na pakisamahan siya all this time."

"What? 'Yun ang nakuha niya sa mga sinabi ko? Pero hindi 'yun ang ibig kong sabihin, Ace!"

"Kaya nga sabi ko ay isang malaking misunderstanding ang nangyari di ba? Pero aminin mo Sep, tama yung mga sinabi ni Theo. Nung narinig ko 'yun, ganun din ang unang inisip ko eh. Ikaw lang ang hindi nakapansin doon sa bad points ng pananaw mo."

"Eh bakit pati sila Rey and Lanie galit sa akin?"

"Duh. Disappointed si Rey when he heard that from you. Napagtanto niya na kapag naghiwalay sila, imbes na subukan mong tulungan sila na magkaayos, kakampi ka lang sa kanya para mag-comfort. Ni hindi mo man lang susubukang gawin sa kanila 'yung mga ginawa nilang effort noon para magkabalikan tayong dalawa. Feel niya wala kang kahit anong affection kay Theo. Boyfriend kaya niya 'yun. He expects na you will care about Theo too dahil mahal niya 'yun, even as much as loving him as well. Kasi sa totoo lang, ganoon din naman siya sa akin. Si Lanie naman, ewan ko lang. Baka nahawa na lang sa negative thoughts nila..." Ace explained. "So ano Sep, naintindihan mo na ba?"

It was all beginning to dawn on me. The blanks in the story had finally been filled with answers, answers which I had been waiting for so long. Ace was right, I was actually a jerk for everything I have said. Guilt and shame suddenly swirled within me, overtaking my defensive thoughts. Without me knowing, I was actually the first one to cast the stone; they just threw it back after they got hit.

"Yes, I do now. Pero Ace, it's not right that they ganged up on me. It would have been better if kinausap na lang sana nila ako."

"Pinilit nilang maging okay nung nasa Guimaras kayo. Pero hindi talaga maitago ni Theo yung sama ng loob niya sa'yo. Pati si Lanie, hindi rin napigilan ang inis. Sinubukan actually ni Rey na i-pacify sila, kaso pati siya nahawa na rin eventually," he recalled. "Tapos, 'yun nga, you made it worse with what you did on Facebook. They were really pissed off, Sepsep. Rey won't admit it, pero he's really hurt. Kilala mo naman 'yun, kunwari hindi affected pero kapag nabanggit ang name mo ay biglang nagiging masungit. Si Lanie tahimik lang, pero alam kong nasaktan din siya. Sabi niya gusto ka lang naman daw nila matuto at magbago, kaya naging ganoon ang parusa nila sa'yo. They are just concerned about you, kahit na inis rin sila sa'yo."

What he said saddened me so much. My eyes began to moist and my voice was starting to get croaky.

"Sep, I think kailangan niyo lang talaga mag-usap. Parehas kayong may fault sa nangyari," Ace suggested.

"Hindi na kailangan 'yun, Ace. Ayaw ko na talaga," I declared.

"Why? Antagal mo na silang kaibigan, Sep. More than a decade na. Please don't just throw it all away. They only care about you."

"Alam mo Ace, tulad ko, hindi rin naman sila perpekto eh. Meron din silang mga ugali na hindi ko gusto, pero kahit kailan, sa tinagal-tagal na kaibigan ko sila, I never punished them for their flaws. Hindi ba dapat ang tunay na kaibigan ay tanggapin ka ng buo? Bakit nila ako kailangang baguhin sa pamamagitan ng mga parusa? Tanggap ko ang mga kakulangan nila, and I love them for what they are, as a whole. So bakit nila ginagawa sa akin 'yun? Palagi na lang ganyan , noon pa, pero ngayon lang ako nagsalita."

Ace fell silent. He knew I was right.

"If they won't accept me, and instead, continue to change me for what they think is ideal to them, then I think our friendship should no longer continue. I see no reason to prolong it. What's done is done, including the damages," I said.

"Well, I hope you'll still change your mind, Sep. Maybe you just need some time off from each other. I believe na maayos niyo pa rin yan, lalo na kapag na-miss niyo ang isa't-isa. Kailangan niyo lang talaga mag-usap," he said, sounding hopeful.

"I dunno. Basta, I already made my decision. Thanks for the call, Ace. I appreciate it," I said, ending the conversation.

I was deep in thought after that call. It's astonishing that a simple misunderstanding could destroy 12 years worth of friendship. I am not sure who is really at fault, but I won't deny if I share a big part of it. Well, when hurtful words were already said and bridges were done being burnt, as if pointing fingers still matter anyway.

Saturday, October 18, 2014

Letter Break 12 ~ Letter Of Resignation

Dear reader,

I would like to inform you that I am resigning from my position as the author of this blog, Alfabeto Della Mia Vita, effective once I finished the 2nd volume of my alphabet.

Thank you for all the time you have given me since the very beginning. I have really enjoyed writing for you, and I appreciate the support you always provide me during this exciting journey of mine as a blogger. But as we all know, everything has an end, and blogs are not an exception to that. I am quite sad to realize that mine had to come sooner than expected. Earlier this year, I almost quit blogging because of an unforeseen circumstance. But now, I believe it's for good.

In the next 14 entries, including a final Letter Break and an epilogue, I am planning to tell you the much overdue and yet untold story of everything that had happened to me since 2014 began: how Ace and I broke up, the people involved, and the events that occurred afterward. I trust that this would be the most fitting conclusion to this blog which I have loved and kept for more than a year now.

However, I would like to warn you as early as now that from here onwards, things won't be cheerful, but I'm still hoping that you'll be with me until it's over. I would also like to ask you to keep an open mind. I know that there's a chance I will be judged because of my actions, but I am asking you to read first and try your best to understand. Every story has a lesson, you just have to be patient for it. I hope that you will learn a lot from these stories, like I did, and that you'll find it as another satisfying experience after reaching the end.

If I can be of any help during this transition, please let me know. Until then, rest assured that I will give you my all.

Geoseffe G. Garcia

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Usapang Otoko

For me, ang mga lalake ay parang tinapay: masarap, staple, and important for regular consumption. May malinamnam, may nakakauta, may malaman, may manipis, merong chewy at merong tustado, may dry, may moist, mayroong malalaki at meron ding maliliit, merong fresh, merong stale, merong siksik, at pati puro hangin lang ang laman.

Maraming uri meron ang tinapay: pandesal, tasty, monay, spanish, mamon, etc. Iba't-iba man ang hugis at itsura, iisa lamang ang lasa nila. Ang tinapay ay tinapay. Period. Masarap man ito, maaaring madali kang mananawa sa lasa if you'll continue to eat it by itself. The solution? Lagyan mo ng palaman 'teh.

Madalas kung minsan, para sa mga kiddos, mas mahalaga ang anyo ng tinapay, pero sa mga adults, mas importante ang palaman. Mayroong mukhang yummy, pero nakaka-disappoint sa unang kagat pa lang. Mayroong nakakawalang-gana pagmasdan, pero paniguradong mauubos mo. Merong maganda na, masarap pa. At meron ding iluluwa mo talaga dahil parehong di kaaya-aya ang loob at labas.

Hindi mo malalaman sa tingin, kailangang tikman mo rin.

Uy, nag-rhyme yun ah. lol... Anyway, with this post, let me share with you kung anu-anong palaman ang paborito ko sa aking mga otoko, ay este, tinapay pala.


Isa ito sa mga palaman na aking kinalakihan. Being sweet and unique, hindi ito agad nakakaumay at may lasang hahanap-hanapin mo. Yun nga lang, mahirap i-spread ang coco jam sa tinapay. Ubod ng lapot kasi ito, minsan nga matigas pa. Pero kahit malaking effort man, sa sarap nito ay siguradong worth it naman.

Ganyan rin ang bet ko sa lalaki: may originality and hindi easy to get. Papadain ka muna sa butas ng karayom dahil alam niyang karapat-dapat siya sa effort na ibibigay mo. I admire men that could offer something different. Mas masarap ang kagat ng tagumpay kung pinaghirapan mo muna ito.


May isang dahilan kung bakit mas prefer ko ang cookie butter kaysa sa peanut butter. Parehas ko man silang gusto, naiinis ako sa tuwing binubuksan ko ang garapon ng peanut butter at nakikita kong nagmantika siya. Kailangan pa kasing haluin ng haluin; kaya sa kakahalo, parang nako-confuse tuloy siya lalo kung ano ba talaga dapat ang kanyang anyo. Hindi siya stable at consistent, di gaya ng cookie butter—creamy na, yummy pa.

Stability and consistency. Sa hirap ng buhay ngayon, importante ang makahanap ng stable na hombre. Yung mayroong mga pangarap at goals, tapos alam niya kung paano ang pag-abot ng mga ito. Dapat lang din na consistent siya sa pag-express ng kanyang pagmamahal. Hindi yung sala sa init, sala sa lamig; minsan malinaw, minsan malabo; o papalit-palit from sweet to bitter, and vice versa.


Of course, like Cheez Whiz, dapat marunong ding magpaka-cheesy si boylet. Yung cheesy na romantic, hindi creepy ha. There should always be an allowance for cheesiness and silliness for they are key ingredients of a happy relationship.


Swak ipalaman ang butter sa mainit na pan de sal. Madali kasi itong matunaw kaya dumidikit sa tinapay ang lasa. Dapat ganito ang isang ideal guy, easy to soften at hindi hard to maintain. Mabilis mag-mellow dahil hindi mataas ang pride. Kahit gaano man katigas kapag cold, meron pa ring soft side: hindi mahirap palambutin if you apply some warm affection.


Bakit dalawa ang cheese sa list na ito?

May isang quality ang Eden Cheese (and the likes) na wala ang Cheez Whiz: ang pagiging totoo. Para sa akin kasi, ang real cheese ay yung nasa solid form, samantalang yung mga thick liquid na cheese spread ay imitation or artificial lang. I could be wrong, but yun na kasi ang naging point of view ko mula pagkabata.

Anyway, ang point ko lang naman, dapat ang mamahalin kong otoko ay yung honest at trustworthy. Hindi mapagpanggap. Yung totoo sa kanya sarili at sa mga taong nakapaligid sa kanya. He should know how to be open kahit makakasakit man, and respects you enough to tell you the truth. Nothing is more attractive than a man who can say the truth because he trusts that you can handle it.


Ang mga tingin ko sa lalaking mga family-oriented ay parang mayo and egg sandwich. Sa tuwing merong outing ang family ko, expected ko nang ito ang palaman ng mga baon naming loaf bread. I like eggs and I like mayo. Put them in a bread together and it's a blast! Kung magkakaroon ako ng partner, mahalaga sa akin na maganda ang relationship niya sa kanyang pamilya. You can know a lot about a person just by looking at how he treats his family.


I like my strawberry jam the way I like my men: sweet and made in Baguio. *wink*

There you go, sisters. Masyado bang malayo ang comparison? 'Wag na lang kayong basag trip, pwede? lol

Gaano man kasarap at ka-fresh ang isang tinapay, in the long run, sa palaman lang din naman actually nagkakatalo 'yan. Dahil familiar ka na sa lasa ng panlabas, nagsisimula ka nang mag-focus kung ano ang nasa loob, kung ano ang mas importante, para mas angat ang enjoyment mo. Kaya kilatisin mabuti ang bawat palaman gaya ng pagiging choosy mo sa lalaki. Ikaw rin, mahirap ang magsisi sa huli.

So ikaw ba, which spreads do you like on your bread? :)
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