Cried all night ‘til there was nothin’ moreWhat use am I as a heap on the floor?Human Devotion but its just no goodtaking it hard just like you know i would O-o-old habits die hard when you got, when you got a sentimental heart Piece of the puzzle, you’re my missing part Oh what can you do with a sentimental heart?
Cried all night ‘til there was nothin’ moreWhat use am I as a heap on the floor?Heaving devotion but it’s just no goodtaking it hard just like you knew I would O-o-old habits die hard when you got, when you got a sentimental heartPiece of the puzzle, you’re my missing partOh what can you do with a sentimental heart? Cried all night ‘til there was nothin’ moreWhat use am i as a heap on the floorHeaving devotion but it’s just no goodTaking it hard just like you knew I would O-o-old habits die hardWhen you got, when you got a sentimental heartPiece of the puzzle, I’m your missing partOh what can you do with a sentimental heart?Oh what can you do with a sentimental heart?
I’m in Buda right now. It’s around two hours away from Davao City. Buda stands for Davao-Bukidnon road.
What do I think about the area? Well, I think that the scenery was pretty cool. I took a lot of pictures along the way. It’s pretty foggy here and I took a lot of pictures.
It’s pretty wonderful how much I saw here in a provincial area. I’ll post more pictures later.
I’m gonna love you in the summertime* February’s fine, but we are stuck inside We’ll lay on a blanket on the hill in the morning light I’m gonna love you in the summertime
You’ll bring your charcoal pencils and draw the land I’ll read Thoreau and kiss your blackened hand We’ll drift and celebrate with a grateful dance Have silent conversations, and we’ll understand
We’ve had times this winter that I won’t forget But I can’t wait for the ones that haven’t happened yet
I’m gonna love you in the summertime We’ll spend all day and night just being outside The sun makes it feel good just to be alive I’m gonna love you in the summertime
I find it sad how my comeback posts are all about love. I think it makes me sound clingy and pathetic. Anyway, I just wanna say in this post that I really love how mature and reassuring my boyfriend is. He always reassures me that we’re gonna be fine. He tells me that we are adults and that we can do something about our distance eventually.
I got discouraged awhile ago about how far apart we are. I told him I wanted to break up because of that. I’m glad that he’s not like other guys who would’ve prolly said: “you’re right,let’s call it quits,bye.” He’s really encouraging and he really believes that our relationship is good and that we’re meant to be together. I was moved to tears by how he handled the situation awhile ago.
I wish he knows how happy he makes me feel but then I can’t tell him because I don’t wanna appear too needy or clingy. I’m glad that I have a blog to channel my feelings out.
[Rihanna]Yellow diamonds in the lightAnd we’re standing side by sideAs your shadow crosses mineWhat it takes to come alive It’s the way I’m feeling I just can’t denyBut I’ve gotta let it go We found love in a hopeless placeWe found love in a hopeless placeWe found love in a hopeless placeWe found love in a hopeless place Shine a light through an open doorLove and life I will divideTurn away cause I need you moreFeel the heartbeat in my mind It’s the way I’m feeling I just can’t denyBut I’ve gotta let it go We found love in a hopeless placeWe found love in a hopeless placeWe found love in a hopeless placeWe found love in a hopeless place
Unfortunately,I’ve used up my daily post of music. :( Oh well, I decided to just post the lyrics:
I’ll hold your hand when you are feeling mad at me When the monsters they won’t go, The windows, they won’t close, I’ll pretend to see what you see
How long, I say how long, will you re-live the things that are gone? The devil’s on your back but I know you can shake him off
And every day that you want to waste, that you want to waste, you can And every day that you want to wake up, that you want to wake, you can And every day that you want to change, that you want to change, yeah I’ll help you see it through because I just really want to be with you
You know its funny how freedom can make us feel contained When the muscles in our legs aren’t used to all the walking I know if you could snap both your fingers than you’d escape with me But in the meantime I’ll just wait here and listen to you when you speak, or scream
And every day that you want to waste, that you want to waste, you can And every day that you want to wake up, that you want to wake, you can And every day that you want to change, that you want to change, yeah I’ll help you see it through because I just really want to be with you
And every day that you want to waste, that you want to waste, you can And every day that you want to wake up, that you want to wake, you can And every day that you want to change, that you want to change, yeah I’ll help you see it through because I just really want to be with you
Robert’s got a quick hand. He’ll look around the room, he won’t tell you his plan. He’s got a rolled cigarette, hanging out his mouth he’s a cowboy kid. Yeah he found a six shooter gun. In his dads closet hidden in a box of fun things, and I don’t even know what. But he’s coming for you, yeah he’s coming for you.
Chorus x2: All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you’d better run, better run, outrun my gun. All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you’d better run, better run, faster than my bullet.
Daddy works a long day. He be coming home late, yeah he’s coming home late. And he’s bringing me a surprise. ‘Cause dinner’s in the kitchen and it’s packed in ice. I’ve waited for a long time. Yeah the slight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger, I reason with my cigarette, And say your hair’s on fire, you must have lost your wits, yeah.
Chorus x2: All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you’d better run, better run, outrun my gun. All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you’d better run, better run, faster than my bullet.
Whistling
Chorus x3: All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you’d better run, better run, outrun my gun. All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you’d better run, better run, faster than my bullet.
I’m wide awake while he is fast asleep as of the moment. When he’s playing battlefield or meddling with his car on a weekend, I’m asleep. It’s his thanksgiving and I’m sitting through an ethics quiz. During my next holiday (the Bonifacio Day), he’s gonna be working like Bonifacio is nonexistent. We can’t do things together for a long time, possibly forever after we meet on March.
I brought it upon myself, this predicament. Had I decided to date someone local, I wouldn’t have this problem.
Dating a guy from a different part of the world is happy-sad situation. My boyfriend is a very good guy; he is supportive, loyal and most importantly,he loves me so much that despite the fact that we’re 8000+ miles away,I can still feel it. These facts and the fact that I love him too make me happy.
The sad part is that aside from the fact that we’re of different cultures, we can’t do things together. I’m sad that I can’t introduce him to my family and friends. I can’t hold hands with him while walking in the mall. I can’t take him with me to watch a movie that I really want to watch. I can’t surprise him and just drop by whenever. The list of the things I cannot do with him as of the moment goes a long way.
What’s the worst part? There is no worst part. There are only worst parts. I’ll enumerate them below.
1. I always worry that he might have also thought about these things and had a different thought. I’m worried that we’ll breakup. I never felt as strongly about my past relationships as my relationship now.
2. Different languages. He can speak English and German. I speak a couple of languages but German is not among them. It’s not really a big issue. It just becomes a big issue whenever I’m mad and I can’t fully express myself to him. It’s not because I’m not fluent in English. I just think that cursing in Tagalog when you’re mad conveys your anger better than swearing in English.
3. Different cultures. What’s funny for me isn’t necessarily funny for him and vice versa. What he practices is not what I practice and I don’t approve of some things he believes in. So the solution to this is that I just speak my mind out and then afterwards, I kill the issue. In terms of different inside jokes, I try my best to tell them to him and if I can’t,I don’t say anything at all.
4. THIS IS THE MOST IMPORTANT PART. I hate waiting for anyone or anything but considering our situation, I’m left with no choice but to do so.
So what do I do? Do I leave and simply throw this good but difficult thing away? Of course not! I’m doing my best to hold my end of the deal.I love this guy and I think he’s worth the wait and the hardship. If we ever breakup then I guess people would think I wasted my time but in my opinion, I’d rather waste time than lose someone who can potentially be the love of my life. I’d rather take the risk of getting hurt than not giving him a chance. I can live with pain if we breakup; I’d recover from it eventually. I don’t think however, that I’d live with regret. Regret for the chance that I have lost because I didn’t take the risk.
Regret is a bigger monster than pain. Pain will scratch you for a while but it’ll be over with after sometime. Regret on the other hand is like a stalker: it won’t leave you alone. It’s hidden in the shadows and strikes at you when you’re at your most vulnerable moment.
To all those inter-racial couples out there who are having the same situation as I am, I say take a leap of faith.
