Princess, Mark, & Reina Part II

(This is kinda late since the thing happened exactly one month ago.)

Well, I was hurt. But afterwards, I thought about it and said I'll be ok. I got closer to the "other guy." Reina got closer to Mark, but Reina became quite distant to me. And even when we were together, all we talked about was about Mark.

Exactly one month from now, I was simply watching tv and relaxing. Unexpectedly, I received a text from Reina asking me about my phone number. She wanted to call. I was curious, I asked her why, she didn't want to tell me yet. I said ok. I gave her my number.

Unfortunately, her telephone line had problems. So instead, we just texted each other. (thank you very much, globe unlitxt!)

(a little something: let's name this girl.. umm... celine. mark was so inlove with celine last year but celine did not like mark. celine is our close friend, mine and reina's)

She told me everything. Mark told her through text that Celine told him that she's inlove with him. Mark said he felt the same. In short, Mark told Reina that he loves Celine. *ouch*

It was so painful for Reina. Mark did not know that she loved him. Celine did not know it too. As far as I know, only 3 of us know about it. Reina did not say anything. The two of them talked the following day. I don't know what they said to each other.

It was painful for me too. I did not say what I felt because I wanted Reina to be happy. At first, I blamed Celine for telling Mark about what she felt. Then, I realized, if Mark really loved Reina, he would have stayed the same.

It was so weird, so fast, so frustrating. I saw Reina very sad. She smiled like a person posing for a picture. After taking the picture, she'd go back to her sad self.

Nowadays, weird enough, Mark flirts with Reina. Reina's cold. Why still do it, Mark? Hurt her then get closer to her again??? You're so bad. I hope that you'll learn your mistake. Always remember that karma is always present in one's life. You'll receive the consequences of your action.

sadly, it's sad. XD

"I was right... yet i was hurt..."

ouch. haha. i'll give you the scenario.. let's name me umm.. princess, the friend reina and the guy mark.

I was attracted to three guys. well, sort of... my first love, mark and another guy. i felt that "the other guy" is the one i love right now. but still, it felt like i still have some feeling for my first love and that i still feel very happy when i talk to mark.

I just came from my classes when I saw reina and greeted her with the usual smile. she's very close to me. she knows about the three guys. we walked together. then, she told me about the usual stories.. and some stuff that happened.. updated me on mark.. then told me something shocking..

"then you know what princess? mark asked me if he could court me.."

princess' mind: whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat??? my friend??? my closest friend?? there are about 200 plus agreeable girls in the school, why her???

princess' mouth: really? oh my gosh! i always thought there was something. and i was right wasn't i? *laugh *laugh *laugh

princess' heart: OUCH. OUCH. OUCH. *heart broken *heartbroken.

you get it don't you? *sigh.. i told you.. that's how sad it is.. she's like katie holmes who had a crush on tom cruise then got him in the end. i know that reina liked mark. but that was in second year, she told me that LAST YEAR. she said she didn't have any more feelings for him.. why did she have to lie???

well.. of course, in scenarios like this, one has to sacrifice. and that one's me. i can't let my friend be sad only because of me.. so instead of ruining her happiness, i'd shut my mouth and let them be happy..

bright side: (not so..) finally decided on who to choose if given a chance.

Ang Pagdiriwang ng Araw ng Wikang Pambansa.

Ang kasuotang ito ay nagdala ng napakaraming usap-usapan kanina. Pagpasok ko pa lamang sa sasakyang sinasakyan ko araw-araw upang makarating sa paaralan, tinukso agad ako ng taga-maneho at ng kanyang kanang kamay. Tinukso rin ako ng napakaraming mga kaibigan ko sa aming tahanan sa San Beda. Pati mga guro at iba kong mga kamag-aral ay nakisali sa tuksuhan. Tinukso nila ako dahil maari daw akong papasukin sa SONA dahil sa aking kasuotan. Sa aming klase naman kasama si G. Abarquez, naihalintulad ang aking damit sa kasuotan ng mga sumasali sa Santacruzan. Tinawanan niya pa ako sa hindi malamang kadahilanan. Isa pa pala, kami ay kinuhanan ni G. Cordova ng litrato. Kami ni Dana ang magkasama nang kunan kami ng litrato. Ang barkada naman nina Carl ay kinuhanan din ng litrato habang sila'y naka kasuotang Muslim at mga mata lamang nila ang kita.

Pati ang aking kapatid ay nangailangan ng kasuotan. Muslim naman ang kanyang suot na damit.

Mga nakuha kong komentaryo:

"Wow.. Dalagang Pilipina talaga!"

"Nagbblend ka sa mga dahon!"

"Wow! Terno pa talaga pati pamaypay!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

"Oh yan ah.. Best costume na yan.. Basta special mention kami ah.."

"Mukha kang anahaw!"

"Namaaaan.. Mukha kang first lady!"

"Kumusta ang SONA?"

"Ok lang yan.. Mukha ka namang president eh.."

Noong oras naman ng aming pagtitipon sa organisasyong kinabibilangan ko, ang Mga Sundalo ni Maria, kami ay nagdasal ng Rosaryo at ng Catena. Tinatawanan ako ng mga lalaki sa kabilang parte ng bilog sa hindi na naman malamang kadahilanan. Tinukso na naman ako nina Benedic at Franklin ngunit hindi ko naman ito naintindihan. Tinukso rin ako habang nagsasalita tungkol sa kabutihang nagawa ko nung walang pasok, tungkol sa mensaheng naihatid sa akin ng isang awitin at isang pelikula, at tungkol sa paghihikayat ko sa iba na magsimba.

Dahil sa ako'y nahihirapan ng magpaliwanag gamit ang ating sariling wika, mas mabuti sigurong iwan ko naang kwentong ito dito. Masaya ako na nanalo ang aking nanay na si Early, tiyahin na si Jessica, at lola na si Cham sa iba't ibang paligsahan.

(Ang malungkot lamang na bahagi ay hindi ko SILA nakita bago ako nakauwi.. Ang isa ay hindi ko talaga nakita buong araw..)

too much pain..

What would you feel if the one you loved before is now close to one of your closest friends and you still have feelings for him? What if your closest friend looks as if she and the guy you think you love now have a mutual understanding? I know that it's very complicated, but believe it or not this is my life now.. Friends and loved ones... OMG!!! *sigh... it's sad to think that sometimes we have to choose between love and friendship.. But of course, friendship must always come first.. But what if you can't choose? What if you choose one of them and find out that you are so wrong?

This is sad.. very sad actually.. and confusing.. I'd better figure out the solution soon.. But for now, I'll leave this here..

Legionaries///Legionnaires.

Not everyone from the Legion of Mary are kind and angelic. I'm a good example.. And the boys from Legion of Mary (SBCA).. Well, they're actually much worse.

A lot of people tease me in a day.. I am linked to about 5 people in a day.. Mostly with PBA players.. And, they fill up my inbox and yahoo messenger with messages about the links!!! :(( oh well..

Our president (oh gosh i forgot his name!) is also a very good example. Pat, my classmate and his busmate, says that she copies his notes for him and he pays her.. Great spirit of Nazareth, right? (sarcasm applied.)

I can't give more today.. I might be able to give more examples in the future esp. because we'll have our club time tomorrow.. :)

First Post

First post and I'm completely speechless for the first time in herstory!! (take note that I'm a feminist..) Well, welcome to my blog! I actually have a lot of stuff here in the net.. I have 2 blogs (blogger), 2 multiply accounts, 4 yahoo accounts, 2 friendster accounts, and I joined a lot of forums and fan sites.. So please bear with me if I won't be able to post that often.

The purpose of this blog is, of course, to post my ideas and opinions on different aspects of life.. (so deep!!!)

Oh well.. That's all for now.. I might be able to think of a better post sooner or later.. It depends on the stuff that happen in my life..

(By the way, I might also post stuff about the stories that I write about.. I'm a frustrated writer, that's a confession.)