When someone leaves you

and when you leave them,

You will feel it. They will too. Even before it happens.

There’s a tug in your heart that would bother you, like a storm brewing.

You knew, someday it will rain.

When you leave someone you love, and someone who loves you leaves you, it will hurt.

For both of you.

because you knew it will happen, but you hoped that it won’t.




Some quotes I stumbled upon.
quite true.

a.) “Some of the biggest challenges in relationships come from the fact that most people enter a relationship in order to get something. They’re trying to find someone who’s going to make them feel good. In reality, the only way a relationship will last is if you see your relationship as a place that you go to give, and not a place that you go to take.” ~ Anthony Robbins

b.) “Sometimes we allow fear to dictate what we should do. We will never get from fear what love has to give. Love is bold, confident and fearless. Why are you scared?”

Room ♥

I cleaned my room today, it’s been a month since i did, and it would be just months before I’ll leave it.

I was just planning to post the before and after photo of my room, and make fun of it, but then as i looked at my room right now, I  realize that I’m gonna miss it.

if superheroes have their hideouts, my siblings and cousins, when we were younger,  have their mother ship (i wasn’t allowed to see their ‘mother ship’ so i don’t really know where it’s located and how it looks like; I still want to know. -____- XD) left4dead has a safe house, others may call it den, lair, sanctuary, etc. I have my room. and this part of the house is where I feel safest, relaxed.this is where you’d find me in the morning, night, afternoon, when I’m not outside, I’m here. letting time pass by, doing things that are. . . some important, some are not. this is where I’d  do my crazy dance, no one had ever seen yet, and lay in bed when I’m happy. this is where I’d  go to cry, this is where I spent my sick days, this is where I’d go to think. this is where I’d go if I’m bored and got nothing to do.

I love my room, and I will miss it when I go. I will miss every single part of it, the window, the bed, the mirror, the floor, the chair, the dusts, the books, the robot, the papers, the fan, the cabinets, the hair clips, the wires, the door, the clock, the everything.

I don’t know how long I’ve been here, but I’ve been here long enough to say this room knows everything about me;  my personality, my greatest fears ,my greatest desires, etc. I’ll miss you room, I’ll surely will. :\

So I’m done.

I just finished my project for our SP class. Hopefully i’ll pass.

I didn’t graduate. I wasn’t able to submit my project on time , so i have to do it all over again this summer, but it’s okay, my output that time was just plain crap. now, it’s just slightly crappy :))

guess things happen for a reason.

i missed out on a lot of things; watching TV, being with friends, concerts, movies, etc. one of my favorite singers died (Karl Roy) and I wasn’t able to watch him perform because of this!!!! -__-

“play now, you can always work anytime” – I know now what my friends have been trying to tell me for the longest time. a lifetime had gone by already, I missed life, because i became obsessed with the thought of passing, and finishing it all.

this time, I watch when i want to, go out if I want to, and work when I want to. it’s a lot better, compared to work work work work work work work work work :))

whatever the outcome of my defense this coming Friday, I’ll continue on with what I want. :)