Stranded

Sometimes, it takes being stranded, to help you get unstuck on a life rut.

Yesterday found me inside an fx, which is in the middle of a traffic jam. While outside, the rain battered the windows of cars and made a veritable flood of rain water in the streets. I stared out the windows, and the flood (which now looks more like a river) would likely keep us there for a while. When you're in the middle of the road and stuck in a flood of rain water, you notice a lot of things that you'd ordinarily let pass by. Like how the rain's beating down the windshield. The way how some people are out in the rain and can't get a ride, while I'm safe and warm inside the fx. How children are playing in the flood water and practically having a good time, unmindful of how many infinite number of bacteria they're soaking like a desert sponge on a drop of water. I continue to watch the children as they continue to frolic amidst the infectious soup of flood water. All of this, one notices when you don't have anything better to do.

I watch the rain as it continues its assault on our vehicle. And I remember my childhood, the innumerable times that I felt happy running around our lawn and soaking up the rain. How I would run outside when I hear rainfall and trip over myself while taking my clothes off. How me and my friends have a good time playing in the rain. Sometimes, when I look back on these things, I kinda wish that I could go back to being a child. When I was a child, things were much simpler. The only decision I had to make was which Flintstone vitamin character has more flavor and if I want to risk my existence and cross the line in Patintero. The only budgeting I did was on how many ice creams I could buy with ten pesos. And the only heartbreak I got was when Rio got trapped in a block of ice, for loving a mortal in a Maskman episode.

As I was stranded, and got nothing better to do, it got me to thinking about a different kind of stranded. Right now, my life is flowing like mosquito-infested stagnant water. Here I am, pushing twenty-two in a few weeks, and still I haven't got nothing to show for it. I'm about to retake my boards to prove to everyone that I didn't cheat on my first one, so I'm not earning for myself. And yeah, I still ask my mom for gimmick money. How pathetic is that? Right now, the decisions that I get to make will not only affect me, but other people's lives too. And the heartbreak that I must face is far more intense (and real), than a person turned to ice on a TV show.

I'm stranded. Because I don't know which road to turn to next. Because I'm still here, but I so desperately want to escape. Because he's moved on to have a new life with someone, while I haven't moved an inch ever since he left.

And I don't know which way to turn to.

But luckily, the driver does. And I was snapped out of my reverie as the cars started moving again. The rain has stopped pouring and was now reduced to a drizzle. The children continue to play amongst the flood, while some are being called home by their mothers. Commuters are now hastily trying to get a ride to their own homes. While our vehicle moved forward, inch by inch, through the flood, until we finally cleared it.

All of these, you notice when you're stranded.

The Call, The Forgotten, and One Vote For Me and Baby

I got the call.

No, not that call. I'm not gonna run off and join the seminary, if that's what you’re thinking.

No, the call that I got was a little more perplexing than that.

That day, I woke up, to find that I have a text message in my phone. So, naturally I opened it up. It was just a one-liner text that read: "answer the phone. I'll be calling." it was from Japoy.

Flashback!

Japoy: beh, I think we should cool off muna.

Me: why? May problem ba tayo?

Japoy: wala naman. Na guiguilty ako kasi na neneglect kita. I feel like I should enjoy my life first. Marami akong gustong gawin, and dapat gawin.

Me: naiintindihan ko naman na marami kang inaalala eh. Kailangan ba talagang mag- cool off?

Japoy: oo. Alam ko kasi kung pano yung feeling nang ma-neglect. Ayaw kong madama mo yun sakin.

Me: sige, susuportahan kita dyan. I love you.

>End Flashback<>

As usual, me being my paranoid self, thought of a hundred different scenarios why he couldn’t have tried to reached me. The most prominent, being that I was just his "rebound guy". You know, that guy you hook up with to get over your ex, but you don’t really have feelings for. The one that you leave as soon as you and your ex have patched things up and are together again. Yeah, I felt down in the dumps because of that.

>Fast Forward<>

Ouch.

And then the poll would decide whether Japoy and I would be together or not. Kinda like COMELEC would make Japoy make up his mind about me.

If only that were that simple.

When I signed up for love, I signed up for the whole package, even the heartbreak. But this constant confusing feeling he has for me is driving me crazy. It's like one minute, I know where I stand in his life, and the next I don't. so confused.

Right now? I don’t know who the hell I am in his life.

One Good Turn Deserves... A Dozen Donuts?!

I did my good deed for the day. And guess what I got in return? A dozen donuts. And not just any donuts, but Krispy Kremes. Hehehe.

Okay, so before you all punch me in the face for gloating… let me tell you what happened okay?

Krispy Kremes. Hehehe.

Sorry, couldn't help it.

Here it is.

The Premise...

So, Friday found me in Krispy Kremes at Bonifacio High Street. Cause' lately, I've been up to taking my laptop with me and reviewing at nearby café's or shops. Why all this trouble? For the simple fact that every time I try to read my notes at home, I fall asleep. Believe me, I tried not being comfortable so I would fall asleep, but no luck. And once, I even ended up asleep in our garage. Go figure.

So, I thought if I go to let's say, Starbucks, where a lot of people hang out, then I'd be cautious not to fall asleep. 'Nuff said.

X-Girlfriend and USB's

So, Friday, right? I was in Krispy Kremes, reading my MS notes on my laptop, and happily munching away on my New York Cheesecake and sipping Jasmine tea. While I was studying, I decided to have a little music so, I opened up Mariah's file on my media player and started playing. I was halfway through X-Girlfriend, when some girl suddenly approached me and smiled at me. I gotta be honest, my paranoia prompted me to think that she was an ex-girlfriend of one of my exes or something (thanks a lot, Mariah!). But then, my mind cleared and I put down my headphones and smiled back at her. "Yes?" I said. She replied "HiI'msorryfortheitrusionbutcanIuseyourlaptop,IjustneedtolookatsomethinginmyUSB?"

WHAAAT?!

Yup. That was it. No typo here. She said it all in one breath of oxygen-filled air. Luckily, I have friends like her, and I was able to grasp what she said. So, I look her up. She doesn't look like a thief, snatcher, hold-upper or hooker. And she did say "I'm sorry for the intrusion" in perfect, accented (American, mind you) English. So, I said yes. She took out her USB and started clicking away on my laptop.

Samantha Jones. Public Relations.

Not really. But her name really is Samantha. So, there you go. After all the work has been done, she bought me a box of dozen donuts (assorted, mind you) as a thank-you gift. At first, I protested because really, a box of dozen? Going into an internet café would only cost her P60/hour. And here she was, spending P350 for my her five minutes use of my laptop. Bonkers. But then, what could I say, she's a giving gal.

BTW, right now, I'm happily munching away on a new york cheesecake. Thanks, Sam! (close?!?!)

Mall Rats, Pillars-- Comin' At Yah!

Shangri-La Edsa Mall. 5:00 PM

Whoever started the notion "Look before you leap" must have had an experience same as mine.

Okay, Flashback!

So there I was, in the Shang with my friend Haydee. She was looking for plates for her new apartment, so after we went to church (yes people, I do pray), I went plate-hunting with her, and ended up in Shangri-La. Now, for those who have never been to Shangri-la. I'll tell you all about it. It's got pillars. Big, huge pillars made of some white and strong cement. And let me tell you, don't ever attempt to ram those pillars face-first, cause damn, it hurts like hell! How did I know that, you ask? Well, for the simple fact that I, ladies and gentlemen, have indeed walked face first smack in one of those pillars. Yep, cliché, I know, just like a cartoon character. Only thing that's missing were the anvils and twittering, circling birds above my heads.

I blame GAS!

So Haydee and I were walking inside the mall, browsing, and otherwise minding our own business. And I noticed this cute top in GAS. So, naturally, I turned to look at it more closely. Never knowing that when I look up-front again, I would run face-first into a big, hard slab of concrete. Damn! And to make matters worst, there were a lot of people around us who noticed my big boo-boo. What a shame, huh? I was so embarrassed, that I covered my face with the plastic folder I was holding and ran straight to the first store I saw. Talk about making a scene!

To add insult to injury. Or should I say, to add injury to insult. When I walked past a mirror, I saw a dark mark on my face, just off of my cheekbone. Well, having cheekbones as high as mine, it would certainly be the first to get injured when something'll hit my face.

It would be a VERY long time before I come back again to Shangri-La.

And if ever you see me on "Bitoy's Funniest Videos", please, laugh as hard as you can. It would make me feel better knowing I got injured to entertain someone.

"YARI KA!!!"

It's My first Day Alone

Yesterday, I woke up (naturally), and just like clockwork, reached for my cell phone which was on the nightstand beside my bed. I was halfway through texting "Beh, Gud Morning I Lo.."when I realized something...

"OMFG! I'M SINGLE!!!"

Everything came rushing up to me, the text on the ym messenger window where he scrawled those irritating words that kinda cut deep. The few tears that I shed (okay, it wasn't that few), the attempt at denial, the ever-present "What's wrong with me" monologue with friends, and finally acceptance that your relationship is over. Gone. Zilch. Kaput. Null. Zero.

And now, I realized that I'm single again. Hmm... doesn't feel all that different anyway. Okay, again, I lied. It was different. I can't quite put my finger to it, but something definitely is different. The kind of feeling that you get when you lost a tooth and you felt that empty space in your gum for the first time. Hey! Maybe, that's it. What I was feeling was the emptiness of not having someone in my life. Or maybe of not belonging to someone anymore. Eureka! Hello, Pulitzer guys, I'm ready to accept my award now...?

So, after the rose tinted glasses were off and I clearly saw what I went through, for the first time in my life, I was faced with another question: How do I get over a broken heart?

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Aha!

After careful research (mostly through phone conversations with friends), and evaluation, I came up with my six-picks of surefire ways to get over break-ups.

1. Introduce yourself to the four men you will spend the night with-- namely Bacardi, Jose Cuervo, Carlo Rossi and the Don Perignon... okay, before you start wondering who they are and what the hell are they gonna do with you, let me inform you that these four gentlemen are actually brand of alcohol. hehehe. I'm not saying that you drink yourself well into the second coming. But most agree that a little bit of alcohol calms the nerve. Just don't do a Paris Hilton and drink and drive.

2. Eat. Okay, if you're like me, and eating is your passion, then this is the best way to beat the post-relationship blues. Hey, shrug off the anorexic model mindset, okay? After all, you've just broken up with someone you love. Hell, you earned it. Just eat in moderation okay? Which brings us to item number three…

3. Do something productive-- like cleaning your house, dancing, redecorating, or just enriching your mind like reading a book. This list is endless. It's time to burn those calories form all the munching that you've been doing.

4. Join a group- this could be anything that tweaks your interest. This is your time to get close to God and join church groups. Volunteer if you can in different civic groups. Join a support group if the break up leaves you depressed and lonely. If you’re adventurous and loves nature, then join a mountaineering group or something. Or join that creative writing or drama class that you've been aching to join. Hey, you're single, so this is the perfect opportunity to do the things that you can't do when you're a couple. Learn something new. Broaden your horizons. Besides, you can meet a lot of cuties there.

5. Network. Now that all of your time is not eaten up by your former sweetie, it's time to catch up on friends that you haven't heard from in a while. Burn the phone lines, if you have unlimited texting or calling options, do that as well. Nowadays, communication is easier, thanks to technology. Then there's Friendster, Multiply, Ringo (I just had to include this), Hi-5, yada, yada, yada...

6. Make Over! I've so been dying to write this.. Hehehe. This is the time… to look cuter that ever! Go to your nearest salon and have that latest cut that you've been itching to try since, like, forever. Do the works! Manicure, pedicure, re-bond, color, and everything in-between. Better yet, go to the spa and get those facials, body treatments, massages and oh-so-fab aromatherapy treatment. It's time for a little self-gratification, baby!

Okay, I probably missed something here, so I set up a text brigade on "what to do on your first day alone". And here are what my friends have to say about it:

"edi find a new one.. Hehe.. =p" -- Severski

"Papako ka sa krus para mawala ung pain." -- Jun (Haydee's boyfriend)

"Cry, then move on.." -- Chiqui

"Magpaganda ka lalo and change your image para magtaka at maglaway sila sayo..at saka open your heart sa lahat." -- Arce

"Waaah! Hindi ko rin po alam.. :c cenxa na.. Hirap din po kasi me when it comes to moving on. Huhuhu." -- Arianne

"By finding another that can help you work it out. Hehe. Seriously, by finding the cause or the reason why the relationship failed, and try to change and be better on the next relationship." -- John Dale

"Wala akong alam dyan. Wala pa akong nakakarelasyon eh. Hehe" -- Micrianne

"I'l just try to make myself more good-looking for him to realize it's not my lost." -- Dan

"Oh my hehe.. Make yourself busy kahit mahirap gawin. Try not to think of the "failed relationship" anymore kasi diba, the more you think of it, the more the sinisisi mo sarili mo kung ikaw ba ang nagkulang or something and the more na pinapahirapan mo ang sarili mo.." --Rhea, from CEU Malolos

"Answer of a weirdo: Starting with another one." -- King

"Write all my hatred and burdens in a paper, as in all. Then burn the paper. All of it flow into the air as ashes, reminding me that it's all over." -- Minio

"Unwind, Make yourself busy. Pray. Take time to heal and forgive." -- Haydee

So you've read what my friends have to say. If you have anything more to add, just write it on the comments below. Thanks!

The Anatomy of a Broken Heart

We've all experienced it... Mind-numbing, reality-altering pain. There's no escape from it. Yet, some people choose to do exactly that. Escape.
Could your heart ever stop loving? Or could you ever stop it from feeling what you promised would never happen to you?

I admit, I was scared shit-less at the possibility of loving someone. For me, love opens you up to a lot of pain, mess and possibly, a sea of Kleenex to clean after. It's the proverbial can of worms, so to speak. You never open it, you just talk about it. But then I said to myself, I can't be scared forever. I can't cower in fear of love just because I got myself hurt one too many times in the past. So, I broke down all my walls, my facades and faced the consequences, that yes, I could end up getting hurt. but it can't be all that bad and there would be happy times too, right?

When your heart skips a beat (and not in a good way)

So there I was... not knowing the first thing about loving someone, yet plunging head first into a relationship I know I wasn't wholly prepared for. All the little idiosyncrasies of a relationship escaped me. and little old me, not knowing what to do, stumbled at every foot-hole. It also didn't help when people make it hard for you to love them. Yeah, you know you gave up being scared shit-less of love, but you aren't really in a relationship alone, are you? Turns out, some people are too afraid that you'll hurt them that they never see how much you love them.

And then your heart stops beating.

Like every muscle, the heart can tire, yet it doesn't tire easily. It can take every ounce of abuse, stress and heartache before it can finally give out. But when it does give out, boy, does it really!
After finally getting over the possibility that love could hurt me. in the end, I did get hurt. But it's okay. It wasn't all a bed of nails. I admit, it all happened too fast. It wasn't well thought of. But it was good while it lasted.