Itadakimasu

I’ll take this.

Love, How Pathetic!
Love, How Majestic!
Love, How Loveless!
Love, How Priceless!

The paradox of dying
The irony of living
The stupidity of an infatuation
The serenity of an intervention

Okay. Enough of my poetic lines.
Another entry of a hopeless romantic

Loving someone is the hardest thing for me to do
Courting seems to be an unbearable task to accomplish

Single since birth. Single. My glib tongue tells me that
“It’s okay, you’re not the only loveless person here…”

Yeah, i know. I have a lot of friends with the same status.
Does love really moves in mysterious ways? If so, where is it?

I used to ask my close friends on the way i look.
Some say i look like from the province.
I admit, the hills of San Pedro, Laguna is my home.
Some say i look like a morbid rebel rocker bcoz of my dark attire.
yeah sort of, black is my favorite color and that’s all.

Is it true? How true?
I’ve been waiting for so long. And i’m still waiting…

Whenever the local bus drive me to and fro my haven,
i simply hug and wack saying:”True love waits”

Whenever a mutual understanding accumulates from friendship
I simply shrug and walk saying: “True love waits”

Whenever the heat is on and the fire starts to mellow
I simply sigh and cry saying: “True love waits”

Whenever a song for being crazy is playing all along
I simply smile and try saying: “True love waits”

So what’s your problem? My problem is a relationship. I want
to have a college relationship! Now!

Falling in love. You don’t force yourself to fall. You just.. fall.

I’m being surrounded by uncertainty, lust, pride and other earthly desires.
I long for the warmth of her embrace, the luster of her eyes and the
care of her bossom. oh! I long for that day. For my loving days.

Maybe i just need to wait and see
Why worry? I still have my studies this term
it would be better to focus on my life’s goals first
I’ll wait again my fair damsel
I won’t let myself to be overwhelmed by my plight. Solace will be at-hand!

20 years, 16 days, 6 hours, 25 minutes and 14 seconds since i was born.
On that maundy saturday of June. I tiny baby boy came to conquer the unknown.
Constantly challenged by destiny, Inevitably immersed in reality.
Dreams of my childhood unto the loftly quest for euphoria

One day, i arrograntly utter: I’ll get married when i get 30 years old!
Yet who am i to boast that it’ll happen?
10 years more. A considerable time for improving myself.
However, i haven’t locked my senses for a trace of romance.
The cockpit of this jetplane will soon have a co-pilot!

What’s else? Do i have anything left to say? Should i shut-up?
Make-up! I have to make-up my mind here and now.
10 years. I’m on the prime of my life! This is the start.
It’s now or never. I chose my dreams rather than a temporary
display for affirmity. And anyhows, there are millions of gals
in this planet to mingle. But for the meantime, no time for relationships.

CLOSED DOOR POLICY - MMDA

Wait, wait, wait. “But for the meantime, no time for relationships.”?
Huh? Am i serious? It’s still uncertain in my part. wah! Ambiguous.

I’m getting dizzy. I’m still in the “HARDEST TERM OF MY COLLEGE LIFE”
I long to be emacipated from this curse. Gimme a break! Please!

For my parting words: “True love waits”
Waiting doesn’t mean you just sit down, relax and literally ‘wait’ for it.
For me, waiting is time alloted to be the Best of who we are.

“There’s more to this life, than living and dying, more than just trying to
make it through the day” - Steve Curtis Chapman.

NEWS: Watch out for Steve Curtis Chapman this friday and Saturday at Cathedral of Praise, Makati and this Sunday on ASAP.