Now Open for Business

After all the drama, my heart is now open for business.For anyone who’s interested to apply, here are my requirements:

 

Must be at least 21 years old.

Must have an IQ of not less than 128. This is non negotiable. Ok, at least 125 then – the cut off for above average.

Must have read at least 2 books in the last 6 months.

Must be working NOT more than 4 days a week.

Must be earning at least 75% of what I earn, or at the very least at least 3 times the current minimum wage.

Must have travelled to at least 3 countries, 5 provinces and 10 cities in the Philippines.

Must speak more than 2 languages or dialects (or at least must have studied more than 2 languages).

Must have a DSL connection. 

Must have volunteered to at least one not-for-profit orgnization (internships and practicums does not count).

Must be physically clean  and no body odor of any kind. 

Must like vegetables, Thai or Viet cuisines.
Must know how to cook (rice and anything fried not counted).

Must not be a RADICAL or extremist in whatever religion.

Must know at least 20 capitals of other countries.

Must be a non-smoker, or at the very least must have stopped smoking in more than 6 months.

Must not spend more than 2 hours of watching ABS or GMA shows (and it should be limited to news and current events).

Must be interested in National Geographic or Discovery Channel.

Must read the news papers at least once a week.

Must have visited a beach or climb a mountain at least once in the last 6 months.

Must NOT go to a club more than once a week (best if you don’t go to one).
Must believe that GM Arroyo is corrupt and she cheated in the last election.
Must choose Barack Obama over John M.
Must not engage in any stupid (aka very extreme) sports.
Must have a time deposit, or any forms of investments.
Must have a credit card with NO overdue accounts.

Must NOT be a virgin. 

These are just the minimum. Everything else is negotiable.

REALITY CHECK:

I would be the luckiest person on earth if I will find someone who will satisfy all the requirements, much less someone who would be interested to apply.

I guess I would just have to accept the fact that I will grow old ALONE. Or I would just have to lower my standards? No way (or at least, NOT YET!)

Please let me know if you know someone who fits the bill.

It’s raining EX

Wow, I can’t believe what this blog has done for me.I wrote my thoughts and emotions on this blog recently primary because writing was a way of dealing with the pain. And it helped me a lot!

But now, I’m discovering another benefit of this blog – reconnecting with my EX’s! They are not that many, but I think I would celebrate this year as Personal Year of the Ex’s!

Weird, but somehow my ex’s have made significant parts in my life during this year (and the year isn’t over yet!). Let’s start the roll call.

EX #1
First off, my first “official” girlfriend and I are friends again. We were together for almost 3 years in high school (on and off), but I had someone else in 4th year. And after graduation, we lost contact but I can’t remember if we were angry or not. Of course, I’ve heard stories about her (Iloilo is so small!) and she was in my Friendster since  the Jurassic Age, but it was only last week that we reconnected. And yes, it was partly because of my recent break up. And we’re going on a friendly date tomorrow.

EX #2
Next is someone who changed my life forever, especially in the more than one year that we lived together. The love was something else, and so was the break up. It was the ugliest break up I’ve had, and we were angry years after the break up.Three years of anger and pain, with no communication whatsoever (though I made efforts to reconnect and say sorry – but hey, it doesn’t mean I’m the guilty party hehehe), then finally I received a text last August- a text where as if nothing happend, as if it was just yesterday. And I called, and we talked the whole night. And we are friends again.

EX #3
Another one got married. It was a short relationship, but I truly loved her. She was the first one that I dated the traditional way.

EX #4
This ex got separated from her husband this year. She was my first ex to walk the aisle, with me watching and wondering if I should be the one waiting for her in that altar. And no, I am not the reason she separated with her husband, at least not this time. wink*wink

EX #5
This year, this ex finally moved on. We parted ways about two years ago, and I guess she was hoping of a reconcilliation. Until she met my most recent ex – and she moved on. And now, we are truly friends and travel mates.

EX #6
Oh well, my most recent ex. You know our story, read the 5 previous post.

For my ex’s who were not inlcuded here, it doesn’t mean you are not significant. Maybe nothing significant happened this year between us, but nonetheless, you are part of my Personal Year of the Ex’s hehehe

And I would like to clarify, I am not in the hobby of collecting ex’s. I was just previleged enough to meet all these great people, and stupid enough to let them go.

Are there any possibility of reconcilliation? I can’t speak for them of course, but on my side, I previously swore never to second chances. I don’t give up on a relationship unless it’s totally over, so why would I go back to the ones that are totally over?

Having been exposed to the envionmental concepts of the 3R’s (Reduce, Reuse, Recycle), I’m tempted to apply the same with love. Should I recycle a failed romance? Nah, we only recycle renewable and non renewable resources, love is perpetual – no need for recycling.

Friendships with ex’s, yes. Second chances, no. There are 6 billion people out there, even the the most promiscous can’t take even 1 percent.

I just hope I won’t eat my words someday.

With flowers or not?

I need some advice.

I’m meeting my ex tomorrow, not the most recent one but my first “official” girlfriend.

It’s a friendly date, just catching up with each other’s lives. I’m just wondering, should I bring flowers for her? It’s been almost 8 years since we last saw each other (I’m not that old, I only started young hehe she was a highschool sweetheart) and I wanna show her that I’m really glad we are friends now.

But at the same time, I don’t want to give her an impression that I have motives other than friendship. To my female readers (there are at least 4 of you hehe), I need your advice.

A love that was…

This is my story. This was our story. 

I wrote this here so that someday, I will be reminded of a love that was… If you’re interested, please read on. If not, please come back some other time.

It was Earth Day, it was the first time we met. People say they notice your smile. But I noticed your eyes. The way you look at me – it was different. Later, I found out why. “Sino ba tong mayabang na to,” you thought to yourself, as you’ve told me after.It’s ok, you didn’t know it was my job to take charge.

We exchanged glances. We exchanged smiles. We were working, but we know it was love at first sight. But no one dared to say anything, or do anything. Until, someone told me you sing well. So I asked you to sing a song for me. And you did, and you chose this song…

Angels Brought Me Here by Guy Sebastian

And I fell in love with you more. And the way you sing it, as you look at me in the eyes, you said it all – I know you feel the same way I do. But I was afraid to say anything.

Then Ninoy came.

We have to look for a change for that damn 500 peso bill, we have to leave the group. As fate would have it, it wasn’t easy. And by the time we did manage to find a change, we’ve asked each other all the possible questions we could ask. We found out we were both free, and we’re both ready for love and to love.

Seven hours after we met, we said our I Love You’s! But it was so true, I was in heaven. The typical private person that I am, I myself was surprised when I told everyone about us. Everyone gave their smiles and congratulations, but they can never hide their shock and surprise.

The first few days and the first few weeks was so perfect. My only complaint was that, well, it was so perfect. We don’t fight, which I found weird.If only I knew then of our fight in the future. Oh well. After the first month, we started to argue, but nothing unusual. It was just a normal relationship.

Then we had out first “break up.” There were just too many lies and broken promises. So we have to go our separate ways.You passed your time with your friends and alcohol. I passed mine in tears. I thought you moved on fast (this should have been a warning to me), so I sent you this song…

I’ll never get over you getting over me

But then you told me I’m wrong. You want me back. And I said yes (stupid me again), but we have to make our “confessions.” That lead to your shocking revelation.

Our biggest test happened when, in the middle of what I thought was a typical cool off period, you met someone. And in a moment of weakness, you did something that broke my heart. But I love you, surely, I can get over that. And with your help, I did! I hope you remember that line from “One More Chance.”

“She had me at my worst, but she loved me. You had me at my best, but you chose to break my heart!”

After that, it was a typical relationship again. Petty quarrels, kiss and make up, etc. But those petty quarrels added up. And we got tired, so for the last time we mutually decided to end it. You said I was too strict, am I correct? There were so many restrictions; no night out drinking with your friends, no smoking, no skipping class, pass your papers on time, etc. And stop flirting on Friendster. But you just can’t help it when cute boys send you mesagges or view your profile. So I sang to you this song…

Let Me Be The One by Jimmy Bondoc

So there, we’re off again. We’ve been together for 1 year and 4 months. But soon after, you wanted me back “without commitment.” What the hell? If you can’t commit to me, then you can’t have me. Do you remember when I sent you this song?

If the Feeling is Gone by Kyla

A few weeks passed.

Then you told me, “I’d rather be not free than not have you with me.” I wanted to believe you, but I just can’t take the pain again, if ever. So I said, let’s give it time. And I thought we were giving it time.

We last saw each other September 15. On October 5, you told me you have someone new.

My world crashed. I will move on, eventually. And no, I will not have you back. But I will keep my promise, even if we’re not together. When I’m 60 and you’re 55 and alone, I will look for you and tell you what I promised to tell you everyday.

“I love you and always will, everyday of my life.”

If only you stayed me with.

I have to end it here. If you want to know what happened after, read my previous 3 posts. I’m no saint, I have my share of shortcomings, but then again, this post is not about that.

I am not Superman

I do have feelings. I do feel the pain. Why are you doing this to me?

You asked for space, I gave you the freedom to explore and know yourself. And you found someone new in two weeks time.

I’m trying to move on, without you, hopefully. But you insists on us being friends. And as if that wasn’t painful enough, I am now “friends” with your new boy friend (strange as it may sound, I don’t understand why am I in such position as I am now.)

And the worst part, every time you have your LQ, I would mediate for the two of you. Imploring you to take his call, or him answering your text. Stupid me, last time I checked, I wasn’t as stupid. I don’t know what happened between then and now that I’ve changed so much, and sadly for the worst. Maybe it is because of the last night we spent together? Oh, I remember that night so well. Was it a sad goodbye? That part, I couldn’t remember.

Tonight, I finally had the courage to tell you that I am still in pain. And I told him too, your new boy friend. I am tired. This stupidity must come to an end. I spent more call and text loads fixing your (you and your new boy friend) relationship than that I spent fixing ours.

I’m not sure if you both understand my pain, but I doubt it. You are both preoccupied with the troubles of your new relationship. So, I am writing this blog, to let you know – just in case you remember to check out this blog – IT IS OVER.

Good luck and good bye. Let me live my freedom.

I never knew it could be this painful…

What is more painful, letting go of someone you love OR when someone you love found someone else after you let him/ her go?

Do you believe in the 3-month rule? The one that says you should wait for at least 3 months after break up before you enter another relationship? I first heard of it in the movie “One more chance” (reminder to self: ask royalties from Star Cinema for featuring my story in that movie witout my consent. Feeling John Loyd Cruz haha).

Do you agree? Let me know what you think by writing a comment. Please?

For me, at first I thought the rule is absurd. But then, when you are the one who’s ex found someone new in two weeks time, shucks! It hurts man! Big time!

Indeed, it is very painful when he/she found someone new in such a short span of time. Was he or she scouting for someone to replace you when you were still together? I think the 3 month rule is the minimum courtesy that you can afford to an ex, no matter how nasty the break up or who’s fault was it.

You might ask, how about if you really found someone who you truly love? Should you wait for 3 months in consideration of an ex? Oh well, why not use the time to know the other person? Three months is not that long, before you know it, you already know well your new partner and you are ready for a new relationship without hurting further an ex.

So what would you do if you are in the position of being replaced right after a break up? It’s ok to feel the pain, to grieve a bit but there  is one thing I have discovered to cope with the pain: celebrate the freedom.

A break up, being not definite for most times as there is always the chance of a reconciliation, is not entirely freedom. After the break up, I still feel guilty dating someone else as I don’t want to be blamed of the one to first give up on a relationship.

But, when your ex has someone new, that’s closure! You’re a a free man now. After the pain, celebrate your new found lease on life and love.

Life is too short to mourn on a lost love, no matter how great it is. Inuman na!

(Do you want to know my story? Watch out for the next post. This is therapeutic hehe)

GMA and my capacity to hate

I’ve been hurt for so many times, and yet I hate no one. I initially thought I am not capable of hating anyone. Be angry yes, often in fact. But hate? No way!

We might fight today, but next week, I won’t even remember what we fought about.

That is until there is GMA. You have to give it to her. Even the most Christian among us would find it hard not to see all the evil deeds that she has done. From stealing our votes, corrupting our bishops, buying our governors and mayors, killing our journalists and those in the opposition, desecrating our constitution, selling our land to the Japanese (JPEPA), stealing from public funds (duh, as if this has to be mentioned), abusing our very basic human rights, to telling us that she is the best person to lead this country! The list is endless. And these are the general ones. Of course, we have the macapagal boulevard, NAIA 3, north rail, ZTE, etc!

How the other 80 million great Filipinos were not insulted when she said that she is the beast, the best I mean, person to lead this country is beyond me. I wanted to puke when I heard it!

I was initially sorry that I wasn’t able to join EDSA 2 (because I was in the province) but now I am just glad I wasn’t part of those who put her in power. Of course, I’m not blaming those who went to EDSA 2. I’m sure they all had good intentions, except probably for GMA and her cronies.

Who could have known that the Vice President that was so silent until it was sure that Erap will be ousted did make her stand and offer herself as an alternative. The nerve!

At least, Erap was elected. In a democracy, you deserve the leaders that you elect. But in GMA’s case, she rigged the elections and stole the vote (Hello, Garci? I am sorry…), we do not deserve anything that she could give us.

She is not my president. And God will understand me for hating GMA with all that I am. Anyway, I have no desire of killing her. That would be too nice and easy. Yes, she doesn’t deserve the death penalty – she’s far too worst than that.

What could be worst than living until you’re 80, inside a solitary cell, with 80 million Filipinos hating you?

You tell me.

New Blog: Balut Penoy

I have started a new blog to share Pinoy Jokes and other funny stuff. Check out the blog.

Balut Penoy
The Home of Pinoy Jokes
And More

I am going home

I am in a crossroad. I am about to make one of the biggest decisions of my life.

And for this, I need to take some time off to reflect on what I really want and where will I be in the future. I am going home. I have been to so many places but there’s no place like home – Guimaras and Iloilo.

And I am very excited to take this break. I am free. I need to be free.

I recently resigned from Mother Earth, from Camp Explore and from all of my other commitments. Tomorrow, I will be ending a two year relationship. I am crazy, I know that. But I need to do all of this. I need to be free. Only when I am free that I can make the right decisions.

I know I made a lot of people sad. I am truly sorry. But this is something bigger than all that I have right now. I can’t share it yet, maybe when I have made that choice already I can share it here. But not now. I guess I can tell you that it is a choice between living a life that I want or living a life that I should. Soon.

I am excited. I am scared. But I know, once I made that choice, there’s no turning back. Wish me luck!

Birthday Video

A friend of mine prepared this video for my birthday. What a wonderful gift! And I’m happy to share this with you.

Video Courtesy of Jo B. Thank you very much