Wednesday, October 29, 2008

am-blog-saimo!

i am surrounded by people who are in relationships -- some are happy, some are extremely happy but most are tired and want to call it quits. 

when it comes to relationships, when do we rise the white flag?

hey maybe that can be my poll question for my show tomorrow. but for the sake of doing something at 1:46 AM (Manila Time), i'll speculate on some answers.
speculate because i know nothing of the matter first-hand. well, maybe i do. but a 5-day relationship can hardly be considered as one. not by me. so...

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Isn't love everything when it comes to relationship? People may disagree on that but the way I see it, love has with it everything else, the recipes and ingredients for a happy ever after story -- trust, respect, sugar, spice and everything nice. Loosing one ingredient makes the concoction different. it's like playing Xanga, one wrong block and the tower falls over.

when it comes to surrendering, i guess it's safe to say that the safest you can say adios to a relationship is when the tower falls over, i mean when love is gone. that's idealistic, i know. some people stay in a relationship because of mere convenience or worse, the dough. how i pity them. it's worse than being single. 

say goodbye when it is time to say goodbye. this is the one situation where "kung may tiaga, may nilaga" does not apply. be strong enough to know when to let go. holding on may just drag you both down. until you get sucked into a vortex and you end up in Dalmasca being chased by the Imperial Guards sent by the Consul and you end up joining Vaan's party. WTFF12! I'm not making sense anymore.

but whether you let go or stay, be firm. it's gonna be shit. you should have known that before you entered the relationship. but it'll be over. don't worry, you get a "BE EMO" pass for a week.

after a week and you're still not okay, then WHY THE F DID YOU DO IT?!

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

init ulo?

In a few hours i'll be taking my final exams and yet i'm sitting in front of my pc in the middle of the night trying to organize a few thoughts which gave me a serious headache a few hours ago.

Is love something we choose to feel or something we feel that affects our choices?

Trying to be sweet I asked what could be the best answer to the question "Why do you love me?"

I thought I was being sweet when I answered "Where do i start?" Roman said, "I love you because I choose to..." Or something to that effect. (And no, he wasn't directing that at me, he was simply answering a question). And then he asked what is love not?

My nose started bleeding then and there. I couldn't even define love in solid words and now he's asking me to tell him what it is not. But for the sake of argument I said it's not hate, nor anything that is not good. Conversation got lengthy until for reasons I can no longer remember he gave Kenshin Homura as an example. My mouth fell open. What the f's Kenshin's doing here? Shouldn't he be slashing and thrusting his samurai somewhere else?

At any rate, going back, is love something we choose to feel or something we feel that affects our choices?

I say it's the latter. Although our choices are affected not only by what we feel but by thought as well, it's a major player in decision making. You don't choose to feel. You simply don't.

Take a banana and an apple. If you like an apple more than a banana, you would of course choose that. You don't choose then convince yourself later that that is what you want. We have an expression for that, you know. That one that asks, "Who are you trying to fool?"

I'm not making away (lurve yah, roman). I'm simply trying to make a point (and a blog entry)... I feel strongly against his point (or what I think is his point because I may be wrong) because... well...take my case: I want to be in love. But I can't just point my finger at someone then say "I'm going to fall in love with you!" I think it's crazy.

You can maybe learn to love a person but that's reaching for the moon. Love comes out of nowhere and hits you flat on the face so fast you don't know what he you until you're all dreamy-eyed and shitty and always running out of load. That's what I think.

It may be a fantasy. But isn't fantasy so much sweeter than reality?