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I got the Sunday night blues.

While most people are tucked in their beds, I and the rest of the gang headed off to Greenbelt-Makati.

I was out with my family (bro and his family) the whole afternoon, so obviously, nighttime was the best time to meet and catch up with my "second" family. A friend just arrived from a business trip in London, which is why there was a private party composed of fine dining in Oyster Boy, entertainment at Time Zone and caffeine boost over Gloria Jean's.

*But hold that thought for a second.*

Go back over Time Zone. More like Twilight, really.

My friend was to check his card balance when he chanced upon Lindt Man. He immediately went to where I was and shouted, "Jhen, xxx is here!"  I froze for a second, as I indeed saw him then quickly turned away**.

** That scene reminded me of college when I quickly turned away from a crush who was excited to formally meet me. That scene is where Twilight gets applicable. But unlike my not-so-long-ago college days, NOW is different.

I was getting away from a "what-if-and-whatnot".

I was getting away from the chance to raise the stakes.

My story is such a sob that I really don't know the exact words to describe it.

I'm emotionally confused.

Now zoom into the present: I'm trying to get over him. I was succeeding in doing so, but far from letting the truth sink in: I'VE FALLEN FLAT INLOVE. It was a truth I denied for so long. It was a truth I couldn't even admit to myself for months.

I tried to crush every piece of romantic bone left for him, but somehow, I just couldn't. Everytime I do so, a micropiece still manage to find its way to my heart. Something logic just couldn't control.

After seeing him at the arcade, the feelings that nearly subsided overpowered every logical sense that was left of me . I felt my heart pound twice as ever and the most stupid thing I did was to panic & get ran the opposite direction.

You see, he was yet again with another woman.

Not just another woman. But a woman with a kid and a nanny tagged along. As strongly assured to me by my friend, the woman seem to look like a friend and nothing more. I want to believe. And I think I do believe that certain notion.

It sucks how all the effort I exhausted... all the effort I did to get over him went futile at the instance that I saw him and his smile. I moved on with my life, made myself busy with a lot of things and act as if I don't care each time he drops a message or two on my phone. All of these for nothing.

Stupid girl. How could you let an emotion like this get the best of you?

FYI: We went to Time Zone - Glorietta, instead... all for obvious reasons of me not ready to face him.

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I can't wait to get away from Manila.

"When I have something to say that is too difficult for adults, I write for children. They have not closed the shutters. They like it when you rock the boat"

- MADELEINE L'ENGLE -

(In my case, I take photos of 'em.)

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Twilight (The Twilight Saga, Book 1)

Stephenie Meyer

I got a pile of books to read, but I just might prioritize this one:

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Twilight | Stephenie Meyer

Excerpt

I’d never given much thought to how I would die — though I’d had reason enough in the last few months — but even if I had, I would not have imagined it like this.

I stared without breathing across the long room, into the dark eyes of the hunter, and he looked pleasantly back at me.

Surely it was a good way to die, in the place of someone else, someone I loved. Noble, even. That ought to count for something.

I knew that if I’d never gone to Forks, I wouldn’t be facing death now. But, terrified as I was, I couldn’t bring myself to regret the decision. When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it’s not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.

The hunter smiled in a friendly way as he sauntered forward to kill me…

The Happy Couple

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"When was the last time you were at a wedding that had a death defying hike, rogue waves, a luau, ultimate fighting, a presidential candidate and a budding bromance?" asks Papi Chulo. For most of us, the answer is never, but luckily, Papi Chulo and Secret Agent Scotch took the time to Vox all the amazing moments during their unforgettable Hawaiian wedding on 08.08.08 so we could all take part in the festivities.

The story began last February, when Papi Chulo popped the question and  Secret Agent Scotch said yes! Since then, they've kept us in the loop about all the details, from the bride's veil to the wedding song to the final To-Do List. And throughout it all, they inspired us with their love for each other. (I'm pretty sure it doesn't get any better than knowing your future husband thinks you are The Perfect Girl.)

It's an amazing love story and we are thrilled they shared it with us. Watch the video of the ceremony and please join us in wishing Papi Chulo and Secret Agent Scotch the fairytale ending they deserve.

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Can't get enough of the wedding? A few lucky Voxers - Krissy, djchall, and Beau Smith - made the trip to Hawaii to take part in the celebration. Check out their Vox blogs for more pictures and stories.

Congratulations again to Secret Agent Scotch and Papi Chulo! Enjoy the Honeymoon!

~daisy 

In relation to an entry I posted more than a week ago, and a comment from One Gaping MAW, here's another  presentation for Un Manteau En Rouge:

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I hope this satisfies... :-)

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IsaacHayes-Chef

...with death, actors and now, a singer?

Taken from omg.yahoo.com:

Call me crazy, but she's still my favorite:

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So Mary Kate has a lot of critics when it comes to fashion. Her wardrobe is often misquoted just because it looks different than everybody else's. But frankly, that's what I like about Mary Kate. She's onto a variety of things, especially when it comes to clothes and shoes.

There's an awful lot going on for this lady, things I'd rather not investigate nor move further into... laying out the obvious reason that I don't personally know her.  All I know is that I like her and her sense of style. Never mind the trashy/ negative remarks society imposes. Let her wear what she wants to wear. 

After all, society doesn't define her... and shouldn't define her, as most of us shouldn't be (wouldn't like to be) either.

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... this now leads me to a cartoon-like image of Mary Kate, as inspired by the above image. I hope I was able to do justice to the photo:

Marykate

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A fashionable person, on my opinion, usually doesn't conform. She is not afraid to miss the mark but instead, goes with whatever suits her mood. Knowing that her wardrobe embodies her personality, a fashionable person is (oftentimes) cautious not to mislead people; she misses, alright... but subconsciously, she is aware.

Like an artist building a masterpiece, a fashionista composes what she wears. She may or may not be the one who made the clothes or the shoes, but still... she lets her innate creativity inspire her to execute a wearable art.

.. and one of those fashionable person is my favorite Olsen twin.

B-Mac

I was suppose to blog something that came to mind a day ago; but after acquiring my daily dose of omg!news, I suddenly lost enthusiasm for it.

Bernie Mac is an actor whose humor comes off naturally. So after reading the news, sadness came off... naturally for me, too.

What can I say? He did start up as stand up comedian, so there's no doubt how well-crafted his talent for comedy is. But you see, what I admire most from the "Mac" & his funnies is his passion. Passion, both for his family, his career and acting.

To me, it is remarkable how he shared an innate gift for the whole world to see.

I find the news weakening. I'm a fan and strangely enough, I feel a pang of loss... let alone his family and friends.

I can only imagine :-\

Another fine actor who went ahead for something eternal. Something more blissful.

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MrBernieMac

Rest in peace, Bernie Mac.