You belong with me--not her. (in pictures)

What if you have a hot neighbor who tells you this:

What would you do?

If you ask me the same question,
I'll probably be so tensed I wouldn't know how to react.

Maybe I'll pretend I didn't see him, too.

BUT if I really had to answer, I'll probably write something stupid like:

Lol. Lol. Lol.
The idea just makes me laugh. Ahihi.

Photocredits to: Ms Belay Jhocson for Lucas Till's pic

You belong with me--not her.

Okay, so maybe my Korean addiction is over now. I'm moving onto country music. Hihi.

I was browsing random Youtube videos when I saw this Taylor Swift parody of her song, "You belong with me." I've seen the thumbnail for the video a couple of times before, but something urged me to click on it today.

The girl in the parody looks really freaky with her sharp set of teeth. It's funny 'cause I've always thought that there's something quite different with Taylor's teeth. I don't say she's ugly-- she's actually very pretty--there's just something unlikely about her teeth. Haha! I just don't quite know what's wrong, but I'm sure there's something really wrong about her teeth.

The parody was not very entertaining, but it featured an Asian boy so I was thinking that maybe the original video has one on it, too. So I searched for the real MV and found out that apparently, the parody is not in line with the real one.

And guess what happened next. Haha. I've been watching the video for almost a hundred times as of this time.

The idea for the video is kinda typical, but it's so sweet with the sketchpad and all. And yeah, I sort of have this connection with the song's lyrics! HAHA. So kakakilig. Hihi.

And yeah, before I forget, Lucas Till makes me smile everytime I play the MV. Gosh. He got a smile that could light up this whole town.

xo xai

Standing by, waiting at your back door
All this time how could you not know?
Baby, you belong with me
You belong with me

A daughter's heartbreak

Tonight, I saw my mom silently crying.

Having such an avoiding personality, situations like this were really difficult for me. I don't know the right words to say, or even the right gesture to make. I don't know how to comfort people, I don't know anything about making all the sadness and frustration disappear. I'm just always a distant, speechless, useless being.

I can still remember when my mom had her first seizure attack a few months ago. It was nearly dawn and there's something in me that's keeping me from having a deep sleep. I was for sure asleep, but in some ways, I was convinced that my mind was left functioning. It all appeared too dreamy for me. My head was up in the clouds, and yet, my senses were so keen.

For some strange reason, the door to my bedroom was half-opened. I can't remember if my eyes were open, but I'm certain that I saw my mother falling down, almost hitting her head at the edge of our kitchen sink. I've no idea how I got beside her in just a matter of seconds, but I was just standing there--not knowing what to do or what to say.

I didn't even touch her, or called for her name. I thought to myself alone, that my mom was dying. My heart was all twisted and yet I can't get my body to come and save her. Or even held her in my embrace.

I called on my father and he immediately rose from bed. He was also crying so hard that it made me think even more that my mother was gone. He instructed me to get some help from our neighbors and I ran all the way out.

Run. That's the best I could do--run away from things just to avoid pain and suffering, run away because I can't help myself and have to get others to fix my own problems.

And that's what I'm doing now. I'm still running away. Running away by writing all of these because I don't have the courage to say it out loud.

Tonight, I saw my mom silently crying. And I don't know the right words to cheer her up. I don't know how to make things better. I wish I could tell her I'd trade anything in the world just to make her hurting stop. I really wish I could.

Sobrang cheesy talaga!

Tonight is the first time that I ever played "bulungan." Lol. And I realized one thing: I'm really slow on picking up things. Hihi.

Other than the seemingly Jurassic years of Nikkos (right spelling?), Moubee, and sige na nga, Anjo's explanation on the games' rules, everything was pretty much fun. I guess I haven't had a good laugh for a very, very long time. This made me realize one more thing: I miss hanging out with my friends so bad.

Hihi. I felt so maalat with all the sobrang-cheesy-talaga lines that we traded for almost half an hour (I'm just making up the time, wasn't really keeping track of it, hihi). But I'm so happy I didn't go home early tonight. And yeah, I'm also glad that I spent my last remaining hundred peso bill for a rocky road frappe.

xo xai

AM I THAT EASY TO READ?

Xai: Meron na kaming headdress for the fashion show. Di ba apat kami nina Yna? Ang gagawin namin, yung four seasons. Hulaan mo kung winter, spring, summer, o fall ako.
Faye: Winter?
Xai: Ang galing! Pano mo nalaman?
Faye: Cold ka kasi.

Lol. Am I heartless?

Dear Miss Erika Javier, happy birthday. I hope you'll read this. ;)