Space Between

"You deserve someone who knows how to make it up to you after hurting you. Not someone who is very good with just the word -- sorry." Kung sino ka man, T.A.M.A.A.N.K.A.N.A.M.A.N.S.A.N.A.

"Kung hindi ko kakapalan ang mukha ko, walang mangyayari sakin."

How do you make it up with someone who bled while you were in tears of laughter? How do you actually see the ever ubiquitous word "sorry"? How do you move on, forgive, forget and try again? How are hows done? I don't know. So does he. Not applicable.

I had the chance to watch “My Amnesia Girl” again which features the very convincing John Lloyd Cruz and the equally great (here) Toni Gonzaga. The story rooted from the wedding jitter Cruz encountered while his bride, Gonzaga, was walking down the aisle.   Well, he ran away.—I felt the pain in Gonzaga, deeply. Cruz’ character made me curse hard and spill the same lines brought to him. So there. Maybe you know how I was pinched there. I suddenly thought of so many things then. Is it simply normal for a bride or groom to feel scared of the new life they are about to face? When do you say, he/she is ready to settle down? As this point in time, when careers are still on the soar and finances are still starting to fill up the piggy bank, can we absolutely say readiness is full-forced? After a trust-earthquake occurrence in my life, these thoughts have started lingering in my mind for days.   Its disturbing, I tell you. And with everyday I wake up nearing my big day, I ...

They say, you do not fully love someone if trust is not present. But what if you have grown to love someone altogether with the entire cast of trust, and, eventually, one of the casts breaks down? Again and again without remorse. Is love then questionable? My building of trust which took me quite a while to rebuild was again ruined by a very lame-hitting bat.   I don’t understand why such happened.   Outside factors believe that I may have been holding on tight. I would definitely want to refute that. Even this someone, would, I believe so. And even if otherwise,   I strongly believe that nobody deserves that.   And then again, I still cannot understand. You see, I am facing the altar in months. And on my road towards there, I need full force on my hands. If only I could pick up the broken glasses on my way there, I would. But then, it does neither take my way there nor months to pick them up.    I don’t even know if these glasses can be ...

I am truly saddened by the news of the death of a freshman student of UP Manila who took her life, supposedly, due to her inability to financially sustain her education. Yes, I said it right—UP Manila. The University which is said to house bright students  incapable of financing for their education. The State University  dubbed as the University of the People.  If such caused this unfortunate event, then, what has happened to UP that we all have known? According to write-ups, this freshie teenaged-girl qualified under bracket D of the STFAP (if you are from UP, you must know this. Otherwise, I don’t want to explain.). And, students under Bracket D are required to pay PhP300 per unit. Also, from what I grasped from the world of information, her parents failed to meet the deadline for filing of the requirements necessary for her to qualify under a lower bracket.—Just a background, when I was in college, an ordinary student pays almost the same amount every semester. Y...

Dear Anne Curtis,   I am one of your number one fans. Ok. Ok. I may not be your number one, two or three fan, but I adore you. I’m truly infatuated with your antics. You are the reason why I always take a look at Showtime even though I am not into variety shows.   You put me in awe with your ways of defending yourself in a non-virgin-non-promiscuous way. You make me wanna have your singing voice—Nah. Not really, though. But that’s how I am enchanted by you. And that even though your record is not typically clean, with numerous boys, drinking spree, wild nights, people still feel that you will still make it to Heaven. Yes, almost all the people I know love you, most especially your choice of clothes. But then, there are times that I don’t understand why you have to show a lot. You know you don’t have to.   Sometimes, it just leans away to your fun image and rather makes you one of those celebrities who show-than-wear to get a career.   I k...