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farewell....

semi-overcast

today, i've realized that I only have 4 more days before i leave the company which has been a part of my professional growth.

4 more days and i'd say goodbye to the people who has been a great part of me.

4 more days and i'd leave my friends who made a difference in my life.

4 more days and i'd turn my back on drinking-spree days.

4 more days and i'd abandon my freedom.

4 more days and i'd leave the city which has been my second home.

4 more days and i'd start a new life...

4 more days........

Posted by imhallie 10:04 Archived in Philippines Tagged gay_travel Comments (0)

The Wounded by Love Agreement

By PAULO COELHO

sunny

General Provisions:

A] Considering that it's absolutely correct the saying that states that "all is fair in love and war";

B] Considering that in war we have the Geneva Convention, adopted in August 22nd of 1864, that determines the fate of the wounded in battlefields whereas there is no agreement that was promulgated until this day that deals with the wounded of love, who are much more populous;

It is hereby declared that:

Art. 1 – All lovers, male or female, are now being notified that love, besides being a blessing, is also something very dangerous, unpredictable and able to cause serious damages. Consequently the one who decides to love has to know that his body and soul are exposed to many types of wounds and will not be able to blame the partner in any moment, since the risk is equal to both.

Art. 2- Once a lost arrow from the bow of Cupid hits a person, that person has to immediately ask the archer to dart another arrow in the opposite direction, so that one will not fall prey to the wound famously known as "non-reciprocal love". In case Cupid refuses such act, the Agreement here promulgated demands that the wounded immediately retrieves the arrow from his heart and throw it in the bin.

In order to achieve this effect, the wounded has to avoid phone calls, internet messages, flower deliveries, or any other act of seduction, since these acts may achieve short term results, but are inevitably erased by time. The convention declares that the wounded has to quickly seek the company of other people in order to control the obsessive thought "it's still worth to fight for this person".

Art. 3 – In case the wound comes from third parties, meaning, the loved one is interested in someone else who was not expected in the pre-established plans, it is hereby expressly forbidden any act of revenge. In this case, it is permitted the profuse use of tears, some punches on the wall or pillow, talks with friends where the wounded can freely insult the ex-partner, allege his complete lack of good-taste, but refraining to lessen the partner's honor.

The agreement determines that art. 2 can also be applied: the wounded may seek the company of other people, preferably in places where the partner does not dwell.

Art. 4 – In case of light wounds, hereby classified as small betrayals, fulminating passions that do not last long, transitory sexual disinterest or dysfunction, one has to quickly and abundantly apply a medicine called Forgiveness. Once this medicine applied, one must never look back and the subject must be completely forgotten, never being mentioned as an argument in eventual fights or moments of wrath.

Art. 5 – In the case of definitive wounds, also called "brake-ups", the only medicine capable of truly healing one's heart is Time. It's pointless and ineffective to find consolation with fortune-tellers (that will always allege that the lost love will return), romantic books (in which the endings are always happy ones), TV soap operas or other similar things. One has to suffer with intensity, completely avoiding the use of drugs, painkillers, prayers. Alcohol is only allowed in moderation, never surpassing more than two glasses of wine per day.

Final Provision: the wounded of love, contrary to the wounded of armed conflicts, are neither victims nor torturers. They have chosen something that is part of life and therefore they have to face the agony and the ecstasy of their choice.

And for those that were never wounded by love, they will never be able to say: "I lived". Because they haven't.

This text was written in Geneva, June 25th, 2007


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Posted by imhallie 12:12 Archived in Philippines Tagged gay_travel Comments (0)

F*** ya, man!

---Tila's---

semi-overcast

I ain't trying to f*ck ya man
Errbody know he my number 1 fan
I done been there done that, b*tch and?
you wanna get mad b*tch, I don't give a damn

This is how it do, you is how it don't
Talkin all this sh*t but you know you really won't
Feelin insecure when I come around the spot
Tila get it crunk so I drop it like it's hot

I see you in the corner grilling me for over there
Cuz you know boo like to hit me straight rare
Nuttin' up inside while he pullin' on my hair
Hate it or love it, the underdog's right there

I ain't trying to f*ck ya man
Errbody know he my numba 1 fan
I done been there done that b*tch and?
You wanna get mad b*tch, I don't give a damn

I ain't tryin' to f*ck ya man
lookin' at my myspace lotion in his hand
when he look at you he be thinkin' about me
take your benz back b*tch, now I got the key

Flossin' round the city errbody know my name
Yea I got yo man whipped, b*tch with no game
Sucka ass fool, I don't wanna wear ya chain
I got my own diamonds spelled out in my name

See he the type of dude that me and my girls laugh at
Trying to holla at me, nah he can't have that
Need to quit talkin' like a bitch before I slap that
Even if I pop some pills I wouldn't tap that

I ain't trying to f*ck ya man
Errbody know he my numba 1 fan
I done been there done that b*tch and?
You wanna get mad bitch, I don't give a damn

B*tch, I got a suggestion
Get ya ass out of my face, don't ask no question
I'm from H-Town fool, you know what it do
We be sippin on some syrup and spray ya crew

I don't know why you think I wanna rape ya boo
but then again if I was you, I would hate me too
I'm a badass b*tch and ya'll can't get nuthin'
Ya'll need to tell ya boy sumthin'.....biaaatch!

Posted by imhallie 11:01 Archived in Philippines Tagged gay_travel Comments (0)

B*tch

storm

I hate the world today
Your so good to me, I know
But I cant change
Tried to tell you but you looked at me like maybe Im an angel underneath
Innocent and sweet

Yesterday I cried
You must have been relieved to see the softer side
I can understand how youd be so confused
I dont envy you
Im a little bit of everything
All rolled into one

Im a bitch
Im a lover
Im a child
Im a mother
Im a sinner
Im a saint
I do not feel ashamed
Im your hell
Im you dream
Im nothing in between
You know you wouldnt want it any other way

So take me as I am
This may mean youll have to be a stronger man
Rest assured that when I start to make you nervous
And Im going to extremes
Tomorrow I will change
And today wont mean a thing

Im a bitch
Im a lover
Im a child
Im a mother
Im a sinner
Im a saint
I do not feel ashamed
Im your hell
Im you dream
Im nothing in between
You know you wouldnt want it any other way

Just when you think you got me figured out
The seasons already changin
I think its cool you do whatcha do
And dont try to save me

Im a bitch
Im a lover
Im a child
Im a mother
Im a sinner
Im a saint
I do not feel ashamed
Im your hell
Im you dream
Im nothing in between
You know you wouldnt want it any other way

Im a bitch
Im a tease
Im a goddess on my knees
When youre hurt
When you suffer
Im your angel undercover
Ive been numb
Im revived
Cant say Im not alive
You know I wouldnt want it any other way

Posted by imhallie 10:58 Archived in Philippines Tagged gay_travel Comments (0)

almost......

snow

RF.. means Red Flag... Red Flag means he's with his girl...
means... no text, no call... no communication.
That's one of the roles of a kept-woman.
Kept-woman, aka panakip-butas, the mistress, the number 2, the kerida.

bestfriends, best buddies that's what they call their relationship upfront..
... and making love, nah, sex is just a bonus in their relationship.
RIDICULOUS? yes it is.
But is the girl happy? She may be, who knows? but she's not really, really happy...

She can't get jealous coz she doesn't have the right to.
You just get jealous because you're protecting something that belongs to you.
But the guy doesn't belong to her, he was borrowed.
And when the time comes, she needs to return him to the real owner.
but who's to be blamed?

It may leave a bitter taste in someone's mouth hearing the word kept-woman,
but does she care?
She actually do!

BUT.......

She stands by her decision that whatever makes her happy, she'll go for it.
It's not the other people who breath for her, who gave her food to eat, who dressed her up... She's the one living her life.
So, she's pretending she doesn't care if this doesn't look good or doesnt sound nice to you. She just wants to be happy.
That's her.
What their significant others don't know won't hurt them....
And life is too short to be wasted.
She just doesn't want to regret someday...
She just doesn't want to waste her time that someday she would ask herself 'what if' and to tell herself 'if only....'

Life's too short, so she's enjoying it.
Being number 2 means you're the best... you're the one who completes the emptiness of a relationship.
It's ok to be the kept-woman, the #2, the mistress, the kerida... but make it sure that there's no one else aside from you..
no #3, no other kept-woman, no other mistress, no other kerida.....

Posted by imhallie 10:36 Archived in Philippines Tagged gay_travel Comments (0)

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