Four Little Things That Causes my Happiness

1. Smooth Caffeine

Will I did not really have any good adjective to attach to caffeine but then the word 'smooth' just popped in mind. 

Whether it be coffee, shakes, frappuccinos, tea, milk tea or even cocoa, it just easily sets me up in a great mood! Whenever I need to perk up, I just whip myself up a mug of coffee or stop by at the nearest coffee shop and grab a cup. Whenever I'm feeling stressed, I just pour myself hot water in my favorite tumblr and steep a tea bag in. Whenever I'm sick, I ask for a mug of very hot green tea (sometimes even with a teaspoon full of honey and a slice of lime. Whenever I'm just reading a book  I'll make myself iced coffee. Whenever I just feel like chilling out, I'd stay in a cafe store and order myself endless frappuccinos or iced coffees. My favorite by the way is a non-fat, iced caramel macchiato with an extra shot of espresso and extra ice and caramel syrup!! YUMM! Now I'm definitely craving for one!

2. Flowy Conversations

Okay another adjective that seems appropriate but does not really exist in the dictionary haha! Though I hope you get the meaning of that adjective.

*though*

 

Moments when someone starts a conversation with you it just goes on and on and time just passed by without you noticing it? Well that just amazes me and give that certain feeling of content and (redundantly) happiness because you enhance and strengthen that 'bond' you have with the person you just had that certain conversation with. Numerous topics were spoken about and the conversation just continued and continued even if the conversation ended just because either of the conversees (yup another term I created here) had to go or whatever but there was still more you wanted to say or wanted to talk about or even yet you felt extremely contented with the conversation. That just creates a euphoric feeling.

3. Thoughtfulness

*Root adjective = thoughtful* I was really into this adjective thing but no noun could best suffice that adjective. Haha!

Those random, sudden, out of the blue things people say or do to/for you. Those simple text messages, Twitter/Instagram/Facebook posts, and gestures people do to make you feel that 'hey I still exist and I thought of you' or simply saying that they miss you. That pretty much warms up my heart and creates that instantly loved feels radiating through.

4. HONEST words

That is like the best adjective ever created! Who in this world created this because you seriously deserve a holiday named after you. Haha! I like use this adjective to every great person I know or who I want to meet/have in my life like my parents, sibling, best friends, dream husband, future husband, some teachers and relatives. Because it speaks of truthfulness and the reality whether it is good or bad.

The honest compliments, comments, sayings or whatever that people tell you are the ones that would truly help you be molded. Even in just simple shit like someone correcting you with your grammar or with what you're wearing or your actions but it also greatly depends on the manner people say it towards you. Though I am still thankful for the honesty whenever. It makes things work all the time.

People Who Are Too Nice That You Could NOT Imagine nor Fathom Them Doing Wrong (and the like)

MUST admit that I am thinking on this a lot haha
I am honestly okay now. I am not hurting and I feel like I am nearing towards brightness,
towards the happiness I used to finish. I know I am damaged but I may always be patched
up. Yes, it will take time and tons of overloading effort and ways to do so, but I will be
whole again. I do know that.

I am just thinking about why he did so though. Just wondering in my mind why things
came to that certain point.

My thoughts on this and with the things that has happened or are still happening (?) are
still on point. It just makes me think not as often as before and okay I still do stalk with
his social media accounts just to somehow keep on track and see if he's feeling still.
That's what I worry or wonder the most about. I want to KNOW firstly what he feels.
Is he sad? Broken hearted? Worried about me? Scared? Happy? Free? or what? I just
need an answer to that question maybe not exactly what but at least and idea what he's
feeling. Another is what he's thinking. Scratch that. Is he thinking about me? Every night,
everyday, sometimes, often? Next is what is is he planning to do? We are (I have not
decided yet) unfortunately/fortunately transferred to the same section which is the cream
or star section of our batch. So that probably means that I belong to the top forty students
in our batch. So that out of around 650++ students. Which is something to be proud of and
actually HAPPY about but I'm not. And my friend Kim told me to act civil and just not
let everything bother me. Heart even said that I should not be doing shitty things just
because of some stupid asshole and he is goddamn right!

I must regain my sense of optimism and everything good in me!!!
I can do this and I have survived through worse and I KNOW I CAN DO THIS



I BELIEVE IN MYSELF

I am...

Broken. 

I am not as optimistic as I used to be

I am not as patient as I used to be

I am not as encouraging now

I am not organized anymore

My mind is scattered

I am all over the place.

My heart is broken,

How can it mend?

Payatan Diaries: Summer 2014: Page 2

April 6, 2014 Sunday
Starting weight: 113.8 lbs.
Second weight: 111.6 lbs.
Current weight: 112.4 lbs.


Food plan:
- Minimal caffeine (Includes coffee, milk tea, tea & chocolates)
- Less rice
- No beef as usual
- No processed food
- A little binge eating ERRR
- Minimal sweets hehe






Exercise plan:
- ZUMBAAAA!!!!!


Realizations:
- Stomach is still soft eww
- Stronger arms
- Firm legs hahahaha
MUST JOG TOO!!
MUST BE CONSISTENT WITH FOOD.


Gonna try:
- Fruits, veggies and H2O diet
- High protein diet

Payatan Diaries: Summer 2014: Page 1

March 28, 2014 Friday 
Starting weight: 113.8 lbs.

 Food plan:
- No caffeine (Includes coffee, milk tea, tea & chocolates)
- Less rice
- No beef as usual
- No processed food

Exercise plan:
- NO EXERCISE YET HUHU :(



March 31, 2014 Monday
Current weight: 111.6 lbs.


Food plan:
- A little caffeine
- Less rice
- No beef, processed food
- Less salt!
- Eat slower


Realizations:
Clean eating helps!
Happy vibes helps a lot! Decreases pollutants in the body A.K.A. Stress Toxins
No stress doesn't leads to binge eating
Control is a must
Think before whatever you place inside your mouth
No to midnight snacks!
Sleep is for the weak HAHA
HAPPY VIBES!!!!!

NO EXERCISE STILL ERRR!!


Plan for the coming days:
Replace snacks to plain popcorn
Eat more fruits and vegetables
No to binging
EXERCISE PLS

FACTS ABOUT POPCORN:
 http://www.bottomlinepublications.com/content/article/diet-a-exercise/popcorneven-healthier-than-you-thought

IT'S really a healthier choice of snack over anything else! Just don't forget to keep it purely popcorn as possible! No butter, salt, powdered flavorings or anything else ;)

March 21st 2O14

Today was supposed to be the day full of fun, laughter, jokes and partying but it turned out to be the day of complete sorrow and bad vibes.

We didn't see each other during the morning nor did he tried communing with me. Last night, I sent him this malaNOBELA message over Facebook and I was just SEEN ZONED. FUCKERY. TOTAL BULL CRAP

SHITTY LIFE. SHIT SHIT SHIT. CRAP. CRAPPY

So we just went on preparing for the debut of our friend. Bought flowers at Dangua, changed at Lumera and drives our way through coding window, had McDonald's and went to Romulo. Bogs and I just spoke outside the car in the parking lot. He told me how he is so immature and effortless towards me. I was stupid how I expected a lot from him. Fuck how it hurts how he didn't want to talk or whatever and it was full of crap.

So they told me about how Clark, Carlo and him were fighting. How we sent this long hugot message to the two boys where he felt that he was OP, that they weren't there for him when he needed them the most. So much hurtful thoughts flowed in mind. How he didn't trust me, how undeeded I am, how useless I was, how insignificant I am to his life. Like what's the us of me in his life if he didn't trust me enough that he opens his problems to me. What the fuck does that supposed to make me feel?! I tell you: CRAP. Life is so complex right now and how I wish he would just TALK TO ME SO THINGS WOULD ALLEVIATE FROM WHERE WE ARE RIGHT NOW.

I just cried in front of my three friends. Clark advised me that if I love him that much I shouldn't stop I should give up. He knows how immature he is and how he didn't know what to do but he assured me how much he likes me so I shouldn't give up. I said BUT wag siyang tanga. Ang Hirap ng nakalutang lamang sa ere. I felt useless, used and crappy. 

So we just went through tepee debut. We even thought thatCarlo and him weren't gonna come but surprisingly they did. I was pretty shocked because I just came from the comfort room when they suddenly were there approaching the door. We didn't talk to each other. We didn't.  He didn't say a word and I was like FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU FUCK YOU. WHY DO YOU HAVE TO DO THIS?! 

After the debut we went to Space to go clubbing and when the first batch went in I immediately grabbed a bottle of mixed vodka and just drank my feelings away until he came in and I couldn't be able to drink anymore. He didn't like that I drank. 

So they were seated on the couches but I didn't want to sit with them. Carlo suddenly asked me if I wanted to take a shot and I was like yup I totally do and so he told me to like sit near them and foolish of me I DID sit near them. I wished I didn't. So Gef was handing out shots and then to me. He first asked me if i wanted a shot and I was like yeah. And he looked at me with the YOURE TAKING A SHOT?! And I was like UUUGH YEAH. and he gave me the look ARE YOU SERIOUS?! And I'm like DUUH WHAGCHA THINK?! And he rolled his eyes looking away. So Gef was handing out the shot to me and he pushed his hands away so that I wouldn't take the drink. And I was like WHAT IS THIS FUCKERY DO YOU EVEN SERIOUSLY CARE FOR ME OR JUST FOR SHOW OR WHAT?!!!! ANG LABO MO PARE SOBRANG LABO MO. Clark sat back in between us and I suddenly cried and cried and went away and cried and went back. I told Carlo to bring me home already. So Clark and him went with us. We were just at the back seat not saying anything. Not a word. I even gave hints for him to talk to me but nothing. When I got home, I went immediately to my room and just broke down crying, I cried and I waited for a text but nothing. Nothing at all.

March 22nd 2O14

I've been hurt before and I'm hurting again because of love.

Love makes you foolish. Love makes you stupid. Love makes you do reckless things. Loves doesn't let you think of the actions you did before you do them. Love makes you blind. Love brings out things in you that you never expected from you. Love makes you happy too. Love makes cherishes you. Love makes you feel cared for. Love makes you chase for what you want. Love makes you need. Love makes you whole.

Love isn't always supposed to be happy. There will always be arguements, misunderstandings, problems and hurting. But at the end of the day, these things happen because you love and because you are loved.

Today, I cried so much I thought I was going to suffocate and just fully break down. Thank God I didn't. I just cried my heart out.

It hurts that he just left. I mean yes he spoke telling me "Tin, submit ko lang yung project then dorm para gumawa ng project. INGAT" and said goodbye to everyone. And I couldn't look at him. I really couldn't. When he was leaving I just started to cry. I cried and I cried and I cried. He even came back to where we were to say good bye again and I was just there facing my back on the door and to him just crying. He didn't even realize that I was crying. He just said goodbye once again and just left. It hurts that he didn't do anything. That he didn't even talk talk to me. I was expecting he would. I wanted him to but he didn't.

I was left with my friends them just being there for me and I appreciated it so much. I am thankful for having them. Den left so it was just me, Clark and Bogs. Then Heart came. 

I wanted to go home so bad so they hailed me a cab to Magnolia so I could meet my mom half way. When I got in the cab, I just felt so alone and thought about the hurt and I cried again. I pulled myself together as we approached the mall. I got down and just walked around, ate ice cream and bought chips and H2O. My mom then fetched me. Went to facial and got home. I just changed, wrapped myself in my blanket and just watched movies and slept. 

So much feels. So much expectations and I shouldn't have. It felt so hard on me that everything is like this. How much hints I gave but he just wasted everything. He is WASTING time, efforts, the chance and just everything. 

And Sometimes...

All a girl needs is the assurance that:

a. You do love her

b. You will not leave her

c. You will care for her

d. You will be there for her

e. You will still love her tomorrow

A Big Big...

SIGH

I'll be honest. So let me admit this now. I am hurting a lot with how he is. I am now weak. I am not as strong as I was before. It feels like I've been consumed by the ones who haunted my past and now, I can not give to the one person who truly deserves it as much as I want to give more.

It is hard. I do not know if I need to be more understanding, forgiving, selfless and mindful of him. I'll carry the pain. I'll learn to shut down too. I'll learn to keep things to myself too. I'll learn to not to tell you everything and I'll learn to reply longer. I'll learn not to yearn. I'll learn not to seek.

I will not just learn but I will do all those starting now.


And let's just see how you'll feel.

March 10 2O14

It has been nine days since we last held hands.

Wow. I seriously counted that. 

I mean, holding hands has been our thing since Valentine's day. It feels safe and really nice holding each others' hands like we did not care about how others thought about us or anything. It was how we expressed our feelings for each other.

It's different when we hold hands. It's not just the mere act of it but for me it is so much more. It's being proud that you are with that person, it signifies how much you value the person you are with that you would want them in your life. It somehow signifies possession that she is yours and the other way around. It signifies love in so many ways. It's as if everything fits perfectly whenever your hands meet and interlocks. Isn't? And the feeling you get whenever you hold hands with someone. It's as if it were the first time all the time. Butterflies suddenly flutters in your tummy, your heart starts to race, your eyes starting to glitter and your cheeks flushed with color.

I miss this. I miss the sweet side of him. I miss the caring him. I miss the real talks. I miss the kilig he makes me feel. I miss the effort he puts into things. I miss being the attraction of his eyes whenever I am mixed within a crowd. I miss his voice that assures if I am okay. I miss the hands that used to hang on my back. I miss the fingers that gives warmth to mine.

All I want in a relationship is honesty, trust, love and consistency. Without these things, you would slowly lose me. I believe in the saying that if you want someone to stay in your life, you have to make an effort to make them stay. Do not take them for granted nor forsake them. Remind them that they are loved and make them feel cherished, for when they leave, the fault would be on your side. You did not give them enough will to stay. Despite the safety I give to people, do not ever take me for granted. Not because you'd get the assurance from me that I wouldn't leave, I eventually will if you do not take care of me. Never be complacent with the person you love.

I have a long stream of patience and a height of understanding but do not ever push me to that limit. I will become used to it, numb and eventually I will have the strength to say no, to say that this is enough and I WILL leave. 

Please. I am giving him seven days to realize his mistakes. I hope he does. I will just reciprocate how he would treat me as of now and I just hope that he would become sensitive enough to feel that I want more. That I NEED to feel that he does care for me and that he would change his ways to make me stay and to keep me with him.

All I need is the feeling of being cherished every moment that you can and I hope this is not too much to ask.

I hope and all I can do is to hope.

16.5 out of 18

A must read:

http://thoughtcatalog.com/brianna-wiest/2014/03/18-struggles-only-over-thinkers-will-understand/

HOW THE HECK DID THIS POST TOTALLY KNOW ME?!

I MEAN LIKE THIS TOTALLY DEFINE THE OVER-THINKING SIDE OF ME

LIKE WOAH. So let's enumerate and critique every single number on this list

1. Your need to find meaning in everything usually culminates into crafting conspiracy theories about what the period placement in a text means.

Yups. Nothing is ever just simple as a smile, a yes, a no, an answer to a question or a grin of whatever. Everything for me has meaning. Like I assure everything if i ask if you're okay and you say you are, I will somewhat still insist if you're really telling the truth and sense if one is telling the truth. I think that it's hard nowadays to just simply take in whatever someone's answer is. Well okay one si of being an over-thinker is not everything is simple. There will ALWAYS be something behind everything. HAHA 

2. You end up making every situation in your life about 100x more difficult than it has to be.

I hate to admit this but YES. Things are somewhat just easy just as decidin if you'll be walking down this or the other side, picking out an outfit for the day and most especially solving mathematical problems. HAHAHAHA! Whenever I encounter certain problems especially if it pertains to my love life, I will seriously make things kinda complex. I mean like whenever I'm in that certain situation I suddenly blank out because when my partner explains shit to me I'd be like jumbled in my mind and thinking that OH. SO THATS WHAT THIS IS ALL ABOUT NOT THE ONE I WAS THINKING ABOUT WHICH IS WAY TOO FRUSTRATING. Like why do I have to make things complex (at times) when things could be easier if dealt with a certain way. And especially when I'm on PMS. OH THINGS GET UGLY FOR ME HAHA

Sooooooo.... This situation butts in the saying that I MAY SEEM TO HAVE A STRONG YET SWEET PERSONALITY BUY OK I LACK THE STRONG PART. UGH. How I wish I'll be able to like build up that inner strength which would enable me to deal with situations on a former manner and in a stronger one where I would not be beaten up emotionally and mentally.

3. You cannot let anything go, because you’re convinced that if you just run over the details a few more times, you’ll finally uncover some new understanding of the situation or it will somehow change the outcome.

This is partially true of me. I mean like if I feel like something isn't as it seems I'd definitely insist and annoy the hell out of people and things. To mention: this does not only apply to over thinkers but also to people who has a strong sense of sensitive feelings towards people and situations *bow*

4. You’ve probably never been sure about a thing in your life. You’ve approached everything from choosing a school and a partner to your outfit in the morning and brand of bread at the grocery store with equal levels of angst.

This totally does not apply to me haha! I'm sure that I've applied at the right university, chose the right course, and more. 

5. You could get a Master’s degree in interpreting what the song lyrics people post really mean.

Perfect example was his post "Just bent... :]" 

C'mon dude. That lyrics is sooo Pink and Nate Russeu. And that smiley?!?!?! What the eff man! Are you seriously going to use that??? Like hello i feel like he's saying that we're not whole anymore just because of a petty crappy thing and now you're turned off?! Ouch man. OUCH

6. Though your critical thinking skills are pretty on point, the toughest reality you’ve had to come to terms with is the fact that, simply, not everything has a deeper, secret, hidden meaning that everyone knows but you.

Everything has meaning :( As much as I want to keep things simple, everything seriously has meaning. A simple response or reaction to certain situations have meaning. Like why would you respond in certain ways, act as such becaaaaaause there is an explanation to everything one does! 

7. You’re constantly thanking the friends who stick around to hear you mull over the same details of a situation or relationship again and again, and though you never really arrive at a different conclusion, just the act of overthinking is enough for you.

I love to release what's inside but only to the people whom I trust and I know who would be able to help me and would not judge me nor spill the beans to anyone. I still believe in the saying that you must be very careful in everything- especially in choosing the person whom you would trust. 

8. Constantly having to consult your other friends with screenshots and vivid details of any chance occurrence in your life is daily routine for you.

Noooooot everything in life of course like what I ate during breakfast lunch and dinner, when or how I took a bath eww!! 

9. It doesn’t matter what word someone used, if there’s any way you can spin it to mean something more, you will. You’ll take the fourth definition of it in the dictionary, apply it to your worst trait and spend the rest of the day reeling.

HEHEHEHEHE only if that someone is my special someone, family, close friends or enemies 😈

10. You are known to regret texts, hesitate over writing emails, delete and re-write tweets, all because you could and should have said something other than what you did and will.

THIS IS MY FORTE IN LIFE. Almost every single post in all my social accounts (Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Blogger, Tumblr, Yahoo, Gmail etc.) have been rewritten, deleted, reposed, edited, and every editing possible has been done! I always want to have the perfectly fitting words out there to express me and so as to sound more complex and understood by all. I do not want to be misinterpreted for the tweets I make or judged for Instagram posts and such.

11. Your hangover after a night out drinking is nothing compared to the fear of what you could and probably did say to that one person you do not want to look like an idiot around while you were drunk.

Those: CONVERSATIONS PLAYING OVER AND OVER AGAIN IN MY HEAD LIKE A BROKEN RECORD. I seem to have lagged thoughts and responses. I would regret thinking later on that this is what I should have said and what more I should have said.

12. Sleep is the most difficult aspect of your life, because laying silently in the dark is the only time you aren’t distracted enough to not be able to sink into racing thoughts.

As I lay on my bed quiet, trying to sleep, then all the solid thoughts flow in to mind and takes me hours longer before I fall asleep just thinking about them

13. You convince yourself that the worst case scenario will come true in basically, y’know, any scenario.

I describe myself as an optimist though there are times where all I could think about are the downfall of every situation like people sicken by me, loathing and soon enough leaving me. Those sort of things. It's just that sometimes, I seriously can not help but think that just because of one mistake people get turned off by you and with that slight misjudgement they start to loathe you and they'd be hurrying up to get out of your life.
Sooo that doesn't so optimistic of me ha ha

14. Social media is a minefield for you. You are certain every subtweet has something to do with you, even if it’s from a stranger, that so-and-so used that emoji because they’re flirting with the love of your life and so on and so forth.

Why does this totally define me??? Especially if my someone special tweet. TOTALLY TRUE UUGH EW @ME

15. If someone ever breaks up with you/declines to go out with you, you convince yourself it’s because of a hundred inconsequential missteps you made.

Mhmmmm. Like hello? What else could be the reason?

16. You often find yourself proudly stating to your friends that you “figured out” what someone “really meant” by something, only to have them laugh and say “you are so overthinking this, I can’t even right now.”

Mhmmm because it sometimes feel nice to rub it in someone's face HAHA. KIDDING. But yeah

17. You end up torturing yourself over every other banal side comment someone makes because obviously there is some meaning to be uncovered, it’s clearly just a matter of thinking about it until you find it.

Always. It's just that most of the time, people don't usually say what they really feel or think so they end up saying crap and behind it is the true meaning of what they really think or feel.

18. God forbid anyone unfollow you on Twitter or Instagram, because you won’t sleep until you figure out who it was and why.

And that is why sites like who.unfollowed.me and the app Instafollow has been created by over-thinking geniuses! All you have to do is unveil the why in their actions.

“Because these wings are no longer wings to fly but merely vans to beat the air. The air which is now thoroughly small and dry, smaller and dryer than the will. Teach us to care and not to care. Teach us to sit still” ― T.S. Eliot

You never know when things may go wrong... Well not a total disaster or whatever your perception of wrong is but for this moment, wrong perfectly described my day. Well before my day started, the night before, I was feeling off already. I was extremely irritable, stressed, exhausted and everything like my mind was going to pop out of my head! I was having my amoral state which girls usually call: PMS. He knew I was feeling and acting all these so he just kinda became sweet with his last good night text and that made me feel warm.

The morning I woke up I was feeling lighter which was really good. I mean such a total bitch when I'm on PMS and in a really bad mood. Thank goodness sleep made me less of a bitch that morning. So I did my usual morning routine: stretch, bath, water & car. I was pretty early for school which didn't bother me much. I'm always such an early bird. After a couple of minutes my friend Boogie arrived to school and stood beside me and he asked me where he was. I was kinda caught of guard because oh yeah, he has not texted yet and right away I got my phone and started calling him. He was not picking up. We are so screwed. He was still asleep at his dorm. Oh goodness gracious. We headed to his dorm and I woke him up out of bed. He was late for our first subject and just wandered around the room bugging everyone who can be bothered haha! Then we were conversing with the barkada and it was really fun and all and out of the blue, I started recalling this conversation we had and we were laughing about it because it was totally hilarious to think about! He then asked us what it was about and I could not give him an answer because it was something I could not share with him. He suddenly got pissed and shut his mouth and just became dull and quiet. Of course this bothered me. A lot. I felt like he was being such a kid who assumed that we were talking about him behind his back and this was not close to what we spoke about. I mean like hello, this is too petty to talk about and too immature to even fight about. Well it is nice to like be in an argument and see how he is when we fight but okay. THIS IS SUCH A PETTY CRAPPY THING TO FIGHT ABOUT.

He became so quiet, so dull, so dead, so invisible, so immature, so sleepy, extra sleepy, so closed, so uninvolved, so uncaring, so unmindful, so insensitive and so OUT.  Its as if I did something so heavily unforgivable. Ooooooo kay I am exaggerating a little bit but gaaah. It was way too petty and he even acted like a douche when everything happened. I tried to calm him down, make lambing and make him feel loved but he was just at the through and through state wherein if I do this say this and that it just goes out of his system.

I even said sorry and told him that we were  not talking about him behind his back but all he said WITH A FREAKING TONE was I DID NOT EVEN ASK - I DO NOT EVEN WANTED/NEEDED TO KNOW and I was like SO WHY ARE YOU LIKE THAT?! AND HE JUST SHUT ME OUT. HE JUST KEPT STILL AND QUIET AS IF HE DID NOT HEAR ME. AND I WAS LIKE FUUUUUCK. AND That triggered my bitchiness for the entire day. He even just vanished after one of our subjects without a word, without any text or whatever. 

SO OK FINE. WANNA PLAY THAT GAME? SUIT YOURSELF. I AM A TOTAL EXPERT AT ELEVATING MY PRIDE. LET'S SEE WHO GIVES IN FIRST GAME

All that I could think of was how could he let the day pass without us being okay or even saying a word of care or whatever. He just climbed under a rock and became this rock beneath a rock. Totally hard and hiding. 

It felt pretty unfair in a way that why should you act that way when I feel like I did not even do anything wrong nor did I lack in trying for us to be okay and that he was UNGRATEFUL with how I dealt with the situation.

I just did my best to be strong in a sense that I would refrain from communing with him and even stalking him HAHA. Well the stalking part was really hard but I could not do anything else but to like assure that he was okay that he did not feel alone or whatever that he still had friends around him that would comfort him and make him smile some how.

I still cared even if we weren't okay and I will still care no matter what situation we are in.

The night passed with us not saying a word to each other and me just trying to distract myself from everything that's happening by watching shows and movies, listening to songs and trying to study for a quiz haha!

But that is life. You do your best to stay tough and smiling.

I woke up to the sound of cars passing by outside our house. It was still pretty early to move and get ready for school. Automatically, I checked my phone for messages and found a couple of texts but none from him, then I checked my social accounts and saw a tweet that he posted around 4:00 in the morning and I was like wow. He was still up that late? Haha. So I just let myself go on with life and went to school.

Everyone asked me if we were finally okay and I was like no no no no no no and no. They told me to just be patient, he would come around. And I was like yea yeah whatever. I cared but I didn't want to drown myself thinking of the negatives. 

He finally spoke to me... but not about the situation. But at least he made the first move by minding me and trying to talk to me which was a good sign. I did not want things to go on like this for days. 

We passed by the chapel before our last class. We prayed inside and we were seated in two benches. The front one where I sat with the two girls and the three boys behind us. After we prayed we kinda stayed for a bit and he suddenly said out loud (on purpose so that I could hear him) LORD, SANA MAGKAINTINDIHAN NA KAMI NI TIN. It was actually cute that I honestly smiled hehe. 

 

At the end of the day when I was about to go home we spoke about what happened yesterday. He told me how it was wrong of me to somewhat gossip in front of him even if it was not about him that it was immoral? and disrespectful to do so in front of him. Like he grew up knowing and keeping in mind that it was wrong to talk about something the other person didn't know and that you keep talking about it in front of the other person. I got his point and I tried sharing what my point was that as much as I wanted to tell him what the topic was about as to not leave him out I couldn't because it wasn't my story to tell. I even told him how bad it felt that we went on like this for the whole day without speaking to each other and so on. He defended himself saying that he was really like that, that he thought it was better to keep shut rather than be plastic towards me. He even added that he felt bad with what happened especially that it was me who did it.
The end point here is that we came to an understanding where okay I get his point and I seriously hope that he got mine as well. 

At least today, we parted ways in a good manner and he even mouthed SORRY as I exited school.

After school, I spent the afternoon with my parents in the car just having fun conversations and I was glad my father and I are finally okay. I am just minding my actions and words that I live up to what he wants and expects me to be. We then had dinner in UP Town Center where we had cakes, pasta and tea-coffee and just shared stories and laughter. It felt so great that everything seems okay today. I am just hoping that this state of being okay and untroubled state would continue on.

Thank God for this happy occurrences. Indeed a happy Ash Wednesday.

March 2nd 2O14

I have never expected to dig up that side of me when I was still in high school - that part of me where I regretted the most where I made one of the biggest mistakes of my life. I thought I was making myself happy, despite me knowing that it was immorally wrong and just plain wrong (up until it was legalized in some parts of the world). I honestly went through four partners. I was happy but now, I totally regret that I gave in to that temptation. 



 When I graduated from high school and ended it with my last which was during the early parts of my first semester in college, I wanted to dig it way behind me and get rid of every memory, every evidence and every anything that could relate me back to them. I wanted it out of my life. I wanted it erased from my being and everything that has to do with getting it away from me. But I couldn't. All I could do was hide it and to keep it hidden for life.

I must admit that at some of those times I was happy but then most of it, I was living in my dark years. I was more selfish, cruel, ruthless, inconsiderate, rude, disrespectful, disobedient and so much more that would NOT have happened if I did not give in to temptation but I did. But it is all over now thank God. I learned from my mistakes and will keep in mind to keep strong and think straight.



So today, that side of me was brought to light. When Charlene and I saw each other a couple of days back, she asked me if he knew about her. And I was like uhm no. I honestly did not know how to open it to him. I was even afraid of telling him because things might change especially with how he would think of me, see me and treat me. I was afraid of somewhat losing him. I thought about things changing if I tell him. I thought about him pulling away if I did say the truth. I thought about him changing how he would treat me. I thought about negative things that he would think if I tell him and so much more. But what I thought of mostly is this: WHERE IS HONESTY AND TRUST IN OUR RELATIONSHIP IF I DO NOT TELL HIM. NOTHING WOULD PROGRESS AND OUR RELATIONSHIP WOULD NOT BE GENUINE IF I DID NOT LEARN HOW TO BE HONEST AND IF I DID NOT FULLY TRUST HIM. I strongly believe that a relationship is based on trust and honesty. If those two are not present or evident in a relationship, then that 'relationship' is no relationship at all. That so called relationship would not work. It would not last nor would it be worth it. In a relationship, both partners must learn how to be honest despite whatever you think the outcome would be and to learn how to trust in your partner.

 Without fear, with honesty in mind and a strong heart, I finally told him. I was really nervous. But I just did it anyway. And he just nodded. He still accepted me after what I told him. I asked if he had side comments, comments, or whatever he wanted to say but he did not say anything. I was still nervous that time but maybe he really didn't have anything to say. He just said that it was okay. I felt like it was no big deal for him. I was glad that things did not change. He still remained as the sleepyhead he is and he still had his arm hanging on my bag, his hands clasped around mine and his smile angled towards me.

March 1st 2014

I was still up past midnight. I spent the first minutes of this month thinking about him. Thinking about what was currently happening to him. But I was assured that he wouldn't do anything foolish or whatsoever yet I just wanted he assurance of his safety. But then thirty minutes after midnight, I fell asleep. 

I then woke up to a flat morning, I immediately got a hold of my phone and scrolled through my notifications and found his text saying that he's safe and all. I trusted him and I knew with whatever he says, he wouldn't lie or whatever. 

My morning started with a cool breeze from outside and so I got out of my bed and immediately took a shower and got ready for school. I had breakfast at Pancake House with my parents. Ate their new dish called Banana Nutella Crisp Toast. It was too buttery for my taste but it was still food and still good. So I headed to school after this and attended my first class for Saturday. As usual, NSTP was pretty chill and useless ha ha. Just for attendance's sake and my teacher, I went to school. 

He  haven't texted me since this morning and I figured, he was still asleep at Clark's condominium. I tried waking him up so that they could go to school but as usual, no effect. He was really tired from last night so I just let him be. He needed the rest he could get from today. After three hours my friends (Denise, Shine & Boogie) and I tried this milk tea called SUPER CUP, a milk tea place, and what I got for myself was Wintermelon Black tea. I must say that it was so good! Sweet yet light to the tummy. Just something I like!! Perfect for the cool sunny morning.

Back in school, they finally attended class. It was great seeing him. It competed my day. After class he at and we headed to Shangri-la since I was being fetched there. When we arrived, we went straight to the food court and out of nowhere I heard someone calling me BADS. And I knew it right there and then, that high pitched "piyok" toned voice was Charlene. My dearest friend since my grade school days. My eyes grew big as I saw her and I immediately made my way towards her and hugged her real tight! I was surprised to see her and so happy that I did!! She immediately asked me who I was holding hands with and I told her a brief story of who he is and who he is in my life. I was glad to have been able to introduce him to her and my friends there :) (Eka, Shawn, Nyanya and Mila) It was so great to have been able to catch up with her and I really didn't expect that afternoon but it was an additional to making my day wholesome. 

After our short bonding they then left and I'm back with my college friends to eat. We just had continuous stories thrown at the table and jokes here and there and it was really fun. Mike then arrived and shortly after we finished eating, my parents arrived. 

After that, we parted ways. Mike and I had our shoes window shopping and movie date together! It was a long day but I am glad that every bit of today happened. 

February 28th 2014 (2 of 2)

The day went on smoothly. I kept strong and just wanted to fold into someone and that was in him. I saw him an hour after I arrived in school. He was there and he lent his ears to me and I was thankful I could open to him. I felt really comfortable with him that I just started tearing up and he just sat beside me and started to hug me. He thinks in a way where he considers every aspect, every option and with every person involved. He's selfless and I need selflessness in my life. He gave me ideas that were accurate with how the situation with me and dad were in. It felt good that I could've opened that to him yet I was shy because I knew he went through so much already that he learned to be strong and I was there beside him slightly breaking down and thinking lowly of myself. But despite that I knew I should smile. I was stronger. I felt stronger. I easily was able to pick myself up and just thought: LIFE GOES ON. JUST DEAL WITH EVERY AND SNY SITUATION. 

I am thankful for him. I really am. He somewhat understands me and he totally makes me feel safe. 

Lunch came and it was just me, him and Carlo who came to school that day. So we has lunch together. Fortunately, our two kabarkada ex-classmates had the same break as ours so we bonded over lunch. They were curious about how he and I have our thing now hehe. So they told me to tell them our story and I was like noooo he's just here beside me!! That would be totally awkward yet nice but noooo. So they suggested that they would just ask questions and that we just answer them and I was like fine with it so yeah. So they asked their first question, when did this all start? I looked at him and told him to answer my friend. And he answered first during his birthday and I was like uhm no? It was two days after his birthday!! Haha. So he told the story what happened and he asked me  was that the one in the dorm? And I was like yes! And they reacted so funnily cause they assumed if we like did something HAHA. And we were like noooooo. So he told the story how he admitted and I responding to his admittance 😋 So next question: WHAT ARE YOU GUYS? And then again we couldn't answer because we didn't know where we are haha. But we are happy that's for sure especially for me. So pass pass next question please! So third and last question:  are you courting Tin or are you MU or are you counting for MU or courting courting??  And we suddenly looked at each other and we definitely had the same thing in mind: THIS IS A TOPIC WE HAVENT DISCUSSED YET AND SHE ALREADY ASKED UUUUUUGH KROO KROO. HAHA. CRAZY HOW WE THINK ALIKE AT TIMES. So we were like referring to the previous question idk. Can't really answer the question because he honestly had no idea what to answer and to answer without us having discussed it HAHA. 

So after all the questioning our two girl friends left for class and Carlo did too. So we were left alone at the restaurant. He started talking...

He started telling me how our friend Mina, went ahead of us haha. Like he was waiting for the right time, the right moment and the right situation when we could talk about it. But it was a topic that was already open so might as well talk about it now. He told me how he and his dorm mate Aldrin have already spoken about it and he first jocked asking me if I wanted to know what he told him and I was like uhmmm we're already into the situation. Might as well say it already HAHA! So he told me how he wasn't gonna court me yet because of the situation how illegal it would be for me and the timing isn't right yet. Especially with what I had going on with my dad, it wouldn't be like a good time for it. And I was like I totally agree with him. That we were on the same page which was great. I told him what Jj's advice was to me about labeling things. I opened to him how scary it was if certain situations would pop along the way. Especially if he suddenly leaves but I told him that I was sure that he wouldn't do that sort of thing. He smiled when he heard that and so did I inside. I was sure of him that he wouldn't do anything on purpose to hurt me. He would surely be vice-less, honest, loyal and always understanding to me. I told him that if he did court me at that moment I wouldn't say yes too because the time isn't right yet. YET. But if we were there at the spectacular, right moment, I would definitely say yes to him. We were leveled with each other in this situation that was great. We had an agreement and I was thankful we had that conversation. 

February 28th 2014 (1 of 2)

I woke up today ahead of my alarm. It was cold in my room despite the electric fans weren't turned on with my sheets covering me. It was still really dark outside. I swear I still saw the moon above the sky. I started my day with a kinda warm bath and got ready for school. 

I then realized that it was the third day that my father and I haven't been in good terms. We were 'kroo kroo' since Sunday evening when I got home late from Batangas. Silent treatment once again for my disobedience and wrong doings. I presumed that today would be the day where he would finally talk to me. Not just talk but scold me, get angry at me and so much more. He brought me to school. Fifteen minutes into the usual forty five minute drive to school, he started asking me why I got home past my curfew, if I was telling the truth about our agenda that Sunday and more. Of course I defended myself and told him half of the truth and also what he wanted to hear. But then it wasn't working. The typical him still got mad at me and went on scolding me for being untruthful, disobedience, discontented, ungrateful, selfish and the list goes on. I could honestly name a hundred adjectives that my father uses when he scolds me. (though I must make a special solo post for that.) Kidding aside, I don't think of my father that he's mean and unloving but it's just that he's too much when he gets mad. Going back to what happened, he then said what my brother told him, that we were killing him due to all the frustrations my siblings and I cause him. It was so hurtful to hear that he agreed with him and that he was convinced that we were the cause of all his sorrows and weariness. It really was. But I was numb then that wow I hear this all the time. I am the source of everything bad, never good. I am at fault in every situation even if I somewhat did those things thinking about others rather than myself. I am the black sheep in our family. I am the one who is always selfish and makes everything difficult. I am the sharp object that tears apart any whole thing. I am this I am that I am everything evil never good. I try. I really try but then it never is enough or it never is the right thing to do.

Thinking about the other perspective, why is it that my brother said these things? What is his purpose on saying those. What is his plan? He is way too silent and I know there is so much behind that closed mouth just waiting to burst out. I try to reach out but then he pulls away ALL THE FREAKING TIME. So what does that leave me? I am slowly giving up. If he wants silence and a break with our relationship as siblings, then fine. Be that way. It's your choice. It's honestly even your loss so I do not mind. I know with my heart that I did everything I could to create a bond between us but he's the problem since he didn't want to do anything about it,

I know I'm the one who's at fault. I'm the one who NEEDS to change for the BETTER and for the HAPPINESS of everyone then okay. I will push this just to make this family work. I will not be the cause of our drift or whatever. NO. I swear to become selfless and obedient and honest as I could. I love my parents dearly and I know I take advantage of them but f it. Just for their happiness and to be the daughter they expect me to be I WILL CHANGE. I WILL SACRIFICE. I WILL BE TRUTHFUL. I WILL BE TRUSTED. I WILL BRING THEM ONLY ONE THING- that is happiness.

Fifty-five

... Days into the year twenty fourteen and so far, things has been great.

Honestly speaking, my twenty thirteen ended well especially during the ber months. So much has happened, good and bad, but what sprouted during December made up for the eleven months of twenty thirteen. 

Rewind to December 2013: Tears had been shed, laughters have been shared, jokes have been said and so much. From stressful examinations, continuous expenses, parties, catching up with everyone and so much more, I must say December was truly awesome. But what made it amazing was when everything started on a different scale with him. Unexpected, yes. It really was because I never thought that a friend could be your lover after months of just being friends with no malice or anything or the fact that we both had someone in our lives, though mine ended earlier (June - July) than his (August 2012 - November 2013). We have been teased together during the first months of knowing each other and I did notice that we seemed to be close to each other like there was his energy pushing us together. Haha. Like every time the barkada goes to lunch or whatever we always seem to unknowingly sit beside each other. When walking to class we sometimes just end up walking beside each other and all. I did not out any malice into it as well as him. It was just nothing. But in all honesty, there were countable times when I did admire him and all that I found myself attracted to him though I brushed it off. He was with someone really nice, sweet, charming and beautiful and I did not want to ruin whatever it is they had. I just thought that maybe this was just a phase like how I am with every guy. Well not all guys but I mean just a slight mishap in our friendship. I was mistaken though. So after our semester break, November, they were apparently broken up. Not fully but the girl broke it off with him. And I wanted to be a good friend and I wanted to be close to him. Like we've known each other for six months then and I didn't feel like we were really friends. I wanted to nurture that friendship and make it whole so I came to him with how I heard that they're broken up now that I was there for m and kinda teasing him to tell me the story of how things happened and all. I didn't like, likeim that time. I was just being friendly. BUT the thing is, he wasn't like the easily trusting person and so he didn't tell me what happened. And I just understood him. It wasn't like people just say things and tell things out of the blue or to whoever. I understood how discreet and personal he was. 

So every December, we have this annual exchange gift. I was clueless this year who picked me as my secret Santa. Really really clueless HAHA. And so during our Pre-Christmas dinner we hado ur revelation. And amazingly, he picked me. Fate? But anyhoo it was really cute because he placed so much effort in picking me a really cutey Christmasy sweater and this planner inside a PINK rectangular box, personally and carefully wrapped in green Christmas wrapper by him. Attached was a letter with how he picked his present and telling me that he will tell the Zy story when we had time :) It was really REALLY sweet and I applauded him for that. That was the first incident wherein I saw a guy really putting effort into giving a girl a Christmas gift (considering I was only a friend :) ) So that really made early December a blast for me :) It felt really nice and I really felt good.

So that was early December then came mid December. The a couple of days before the last day of school before Christmas break. We were invited to one of our blockmate's debut in Mandaluyong. We were there and he was also there. We had fun that's for sure and I must say that he looked really sharp. He had to leave a little early since he was also invited to another debut and I honestly didn't want him to leave. I wanted to spend more time with him, talk to him, dance with him and just enjoy the night with him. I didn't really understand how I felt like why am I feeling these all of a sudden? It was really weird yet I just once again brushed the feeling off. So that was it. I just let the night pass though I seriously did enjoy. I even had a picture with him and deep inside, I felt butterflies in my tummy and happiness all over :)

So the night ended with him and a friend brining me to where I was supposed to be picked up. We started texting then and really communing especially during the last day of classes. So I was supposed to help him pack at his dorm but he suddenly vanished and just texted saying how sorry he is that I won't be able to help him pack anymore since it was really messy in his dorm, how unorganized things were and how he had so much more things to do with so little time. I replied saying okay okay and all that good luck packing stuff and he said sorry once more. In short, we didn't really have a proper goodbye when he left. 

So my friend, Carlo, had problems with his best friend which is also a close friend of mine named Clark. He confides me with all his problems. I understood him and I tried my best to be a great friend by listening to him, giving advice, helping him out and just lifting him to shed away the sadness and the sorrow he was feeling. During the night of the twenty first of December, we Skyped. We spoke about his problems and all then we suddenly started talking about him. Carlo then figured out, well he actually assumed that I had feeling for him. And I was like WHUT NO I DO NOT!!! But Carlo was really insisting that I did. And waaaaay deep deeeep down I did have feelings for him yet I didn't realize it not until Carlo made me realize that I had feelings for him. This was a real shock for me. It was the first time that other people realized this for me instead of me realizing it for myself. I wasn't this dense nor numb when it comes to love life. It was really crazy and all but at the end of his teasing and pushing, he made me admit that I did have feelings. Feelings for him. Apparently, that same night was his flight back to his hometown in Davao-General Santos. And Carlo had this bright idea of adding him to the Skype conversation. So I called up Anthony and asked if we could Skype when he gets home and he was up to it. We waited for him to arrive home which was really really really late since his flight got delayed for five hours and all that hassle stuff in the airport. So Carlo got sleepy and he left me to wait for him to Skype. (Newsflash!!! I bet Carlo was faking his sleepiness just to leave us two to Skype -_- which I must say was a brilliant master plan that I liked HAHA ) So then I told him how Carlo left me and all and I even suggested that we don't Skype anymore but yet he insisted :) So when he got home around one or two in the morning, he immediately connected to the Wifi and tried logging in to his account but sadly, the internet was really slow that time and he was unable to connect. I told him to rest instead because he was really tired and all but he gave it another go and tried connecting but still failed. I felt really kilig with how he still tried numerous times just to be able to Skype with me and only if it was with me :) I kinda felt like I had a chance? Like he might, MIGHT have feelings for me as well that it wasn't just one sides or whatnot. That really made my night. So in the end, we both just wished each other good night and slept.

The next day when I woke up, I got this text from him saying "I'm connected yay! Let's Skype!!" Read that text when I just got out of the bathroom so I kinda rushed dressing up just to Skype with him. That really made my morning :) There was this cute awkwardness with how we just stared at each other, smiled, then suddenly laughing, just observing what we can see through each others' screens, and sudden stories we could tell about what's happening with us. It was nice. It was just smooth, light and really really nice. He even opened up about his family's situation and it was nice how he seemed to have trust in me somehow to even share that. ESPECIALLY knowing how discreet he was with his personal life and how he is really choosy in trusting people. So sadly, conversation had to end since I had agenda with the PYC clan. But yet after that we seem to keep on texting each other. He was actually always texting me first then I texted him first at times too. He always kept on updating me with what was happening with him. I was even wondering why he did that. Though I say again: I kinda like him. BUT this was the first time I didn't know if the person liked me back. He was complex and really hard to read. You wouldn't be able to assume anything with him. This made me challenged. This made me work harder in knowing him and in reading him and like being able to know how his mind works, how he really acts, how he decided, and all those. He was different. A great kind of different. I knew him as a friend as someone who is holy, intelligent, sincere, kind, charitable and just a really nice person but in this part of our relationship, I wanted to know him as a lover and more. There were instances where I thought that maybe he does like me. These instances:

1. Everyday texts

2. Small hirits

3. Updates

4. Specific kind of conversations

5. Kwentos

And just the feeling of talking to him. It was amazing. I was incredibly happy even if I didn't yet know how he felt. Christmas passed and we still kept in touch. Then new year also came welcoming 2014 with a sweet light jumping ovation haha. I still dreamt of growing taller even just another inch or two. We still kept in touch. Still texting and knowing a handful about each other. Well that's how things really start. With texts and certain conversations right? So Christmas break was soon coming to an end and that means that school was fast approaching. A day before school resumed, I felt scared. I felt thing pang in my stomach of "What if this was just nothing and that once school starts, all those would end?". I felt that maybe this was all just for the heck of the break to keep in touch? I was afraid. So school came and it went well. I was nervous throughout the day especially when dismissal came. I was picked up from school and I took a deep breath and just sat in the car. I suddenly heard my phone alert for a text message and saw his name :) This made me smile and had a breath of relief. This was absolutely not just for the sake of break. I was thankful and grateful and joyous and ecstatic and excited and just jumpy all over because of so much happiness. The week went through like a waterfall. It was steady, strong and just kept falling and falling and falling like how I was. The following week wash is birthday. I was still unsure with how he felt but all I wanted to do was to make effort and just make him feel special on his special day (we only turn eighteen once in a lifetime) so I just wanted to do something special! It was a huge dilemma whether I'd just give him a present or just surprise him with cupcakes or surprise him with the barkada or surprise him personally. I asked the opinion of all of my friends who knew how I felt and they all advised me to surprise him personally then surprise with the barkada afterwards. They told me to make him feel that it was all my surprise and all the effort to make him feel. Haha. So I did. I prepared during the weekend and surprised him during the thirteenth :) I was all sorts of nervous the night before and during the day itself. It was the first ever extreme effort towards a guy and I just couldn't help myself but somewhat go all in but in control and to just make him feel special. Like really really special. So I came really early to school and prepared breakfast in their rooftop with the help of the one and only Carlo! Then we proceeded to his dorm room door where I lit up Sonja's red velvet cupcake (his fave btw) with cute candles and knocked on his door. And he answered the door and he was surprised hoora!! Success number one yayyy!!! :D And I felt like he was happy how his day started. So we just waited for him to finish dressing up and we rode the elevator. He thought that we were going to go to school but then I pressed the button which would lead to the rooftop. He sort of panicked when we were suddenly left alone in the elevator and proceeding to the roof deck haha. And he gave me that WHY look and it was totally adorable. So when we got to the top flood I lead him to the table where food was set and I made him have breakfast. We just stared at each other well I think I just stared at him while he ate everything. He was thankful and he got a little shy but I was happy he was. I fulfilled my goal which was to make him feel special, to make the day special and to make him feel happiness. I was happy he was happy. The day continued on to a great day! It was really really great. We had a couple more surprises for him and he was happy. I'm glad he was.

Two days after the surprise, I got pretty sick. I felt weak and tired of all the academic stress. I still went to school despite the weariness and when he saw me like this, he showed his caring side. He took care of me which was absolutely sweet. He made me feel cared for, like really really cared for and respected. He made me rest on his bed, fed me, gave me meds and just made me feel cared as if I was his only priority that day. It was nice like really nice :) After an hour's rest we were left alone in his dorm and I was awake. He then started this conversation where he wanted to tell me something. My heart started to pound heavily and fast (tachycardia???).  I felt it. THIS was the MOMENT I have kinda been waiting for. The moment of making things clear, the moment of truth. This excited me and made me suddenly miraculously WELL HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. 

He was nervous. He really was. But that didn't stop him. He had the courage inside so he started on by telling me things about Zaireene and all those things that has happened. He told me how maybe things ended with them to make way for this (referring to us probably being something more than friends). ow he felt about sudden things. Why he started texting continuously and explaining how his actions were. And it just ended to this: 

GUSTO KITA, TIN.

were his actual words in verbatim. I could not help but feel butterflies, my body weakening with happiness and all the types of kilig from my toes to the tips of my ears. I even covered my face under the blankets because it was really cute and sweet at the same time and I was so thankful God heard my prayer.  He wasn't like the type who could tell everything and he was even amazed with hisself that he was able to tell me what he was really feeling. 

So I started responding by saying that obviously with my actions, I LIKE YOU. 

I felt like maybe I was too easy to get by reciprocating BUT it was how I felt and I didn't want to be fake. I even asked for it and I was at that moment and all I could do was to fulfill his happiness and to admit too how I was feeling. 

I even asked him since when did he had feelings for me and he said, around November. I was really surprised because Novemeber was pretty early that I did not expect that he felt that back when. It was amazing. He cured me hahahahaha. It was a memorable fifteenth of January. The most memorable even :)

After that moment I felt in my heart that this is something worth it. He is different in a way that made want to know him better, to be with him, to make me better and so much more I can no longer enumerate. He makes me happy beyond what I thought happiness could be. I felt that this is something that would go a long way. I felt the assurance that he was absolutely someone special that I would truly nourish, cherish and would fight for to stay in my life.

The days went by smoothly. Everything was slow yet it was at the right exact pacing things should be. I have been in relationships where everything went to fast that I thought just doing whatever made me happy and the other happy was good, that being impulsive wouldn't lead to consequences, that being selfish wouldn't hurt anyone but I was wrong. But now, I feel like I'm with a person who's making everything balanced and actually making me a better person. Bringing out what is good within me and shedding off the worst in me. 

February came and things were really great. I mean I was happy and with what I can see, so was he. I got to know him more and so I opened myself up to him too. We were building trust within each other, building a bond. Slowly but surely. No rush in anything, no pressure, no whatever that could ruin a relationship. We were creating a stable base. A stable foundation that would last a long time.