Friend's name,
been online and trying to work. but three people who have met you are
asking how you are. i tell them you are fine and resist the telling
them i think you are not that fine because you're going through so
much. and now i'm worried.
you have to forgive me if i worry a lot. i am one person who believes
that God sends me people (and sometimes, shit), for a reason.
i know you are going through a hard time right now. you are 25 (i had
my quarter life crisis at your age), recently had your heart broken
(as i told you, although we only lasted for 8 months, i have known him
since high school, he liked me since high school, i am friends with
his siblings, and i know his parents and his parents liked me, I
trusted him completely--in short, he was the last person who I thought
would hurt me the way he did), haven't totally decided of moving on,
have found something you are passionate about but doesn't pay that
well, lost your grandma (i lost mine when i was 24 going on 25) and
work is keeping you sane. You can so totally hate me right now if I
tell you I know how you feel because I've been there. But I won't tell
you that. I personally believe that although there are incidents that
happen to us, we process some of them differently.
What I am going to do for you is share how it was for me. The least
this can do is to provide you something to read during your breaks.
Perfect with techno :) I have numbered them so you can go through it
in sections.
1. This is the closest personality profile I have ever had that
reflected how depressed i was back then. My waist line went from 29 to
26 inches with no effort! I couldnt eat and sleep.
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2006/06/galing-kay-twenty.html
2. We broke up Sept 24. but it hit me on Oct 31 to Nov 1 (we had a
really loooong talk. I was really crying in public. eew.) After that,
we still saw each other. we even went to Baguio. Yeah. Lame. My
Friendster status was "It's Complicated." It was just so comfortable.
So anyway, this was me before he went to Oman.
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2006/02/why-bora-was-bad-idea.html
3. This was me in June.
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2006/06/death-by-accident.html
"Parang kang yung kuya ko, 6 months na sila hiwalay ng girlfriend niya
pero hanggang ngayon laging may depressed...gutom ako tsaka
depressed...parang gago."---translation---You remind me of my brother,
it's been 6 months when he broke up with his fiancee but up to now he
still is depressed...[he would always say things like] i am hungry and
depressed...so lame."
Sana may time space warp para makapunta ako sa panahon na hindi na ako
nalulungkot, na tanggap ko na na patay na talaga at hindi lang
naka-coma. Go to the time when I will no longer hope and just pull the
plug to end it all. Euthanasia. Tama kaya 'yun?---translation--- I
hope that time space warp was possible so I can get to the time when I
will no longer be sad, that i have fully accepted that it is dead and
not just in a coma (refering to love like it was a living thing).
Euthanasia. Can euthanasia be right?
4. This was how bad I was at moving on...books were being lent to me
to drive home a point.
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2006/06/tonight-is-almost-over.html
5. I was so bad I still brought him to Club Paradise in Palawan for a
vacation when he came for a vacation to try prove i'm okay and that
it's okay to still be friends. I got separate rooms for us. but that
was the worst vacation ever. we made a pact but he didn't do the consequence if he broke it which he did BIG TIME. felt sick after. i disliked myself for bringing him there. Palawan was
a promise i made him before we broke up but i still kept it after.
stupid but i am like that. i keep my promises.
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2006/06/leavin-on-jet-plane.html
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-d-r-e-m-s-may-come.html
6. And this was when the 60-day no contact started. i found ways to socialize
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2006/06/why-party.html
7. But I checked his friendster regularly. And i kept coming back to
figuring out who the girl was. Then I found out. I needed MORE work.
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-small-world-after-all.html
8. It was a roller coaster ride by July. Pablo Neruda. Self-talks.
American pie The Wedding made me cry for the most part.
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2006/07/will-you-still-love-me-in-morning.html
9. My 10Hs. One of my self-talks.
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2006/07/10-hs.html
10. This was me by Oct 2006. More than a year after we broke up.
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html
11. I stopped blogging. for several months. I kept myself busy but at
the same time, i worked on my heart and my plans which included him
before. When I think about it now, all i really needed to do was to
make the decision. I made myself suffer. hahaha
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2007/03/got-you.html
12. This was last Easter.
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2007/04/easter-thoughts.html
What I did wrong was I always looked at the good memories and pushed
the bad ones back which I think now are as important as the good ones.
We wouldn't have fought to the point that we ended breaking up if
there was nothing wrong.
So anyway, here I am battle-scarred but with so much to look forward to.
And like you, I know I will get to this point. But when and how, that
is all up to you.
I will pray for you.
You have just seen somewhat an outline of a "fiction" book i will
write when I retire to become a full time parent and wife to some
European out there :) or american, or australian. i don't really know
yet.
XXXXX
Caro Mia
been online and trying to work. but three people who have met you are
asking how you are. i tell them you are fine and resist the telling
them i think you are not that fine because you're going through so
much. and now i'm worried.
you have to forgive me if i worry a lot. i am one person who believes
that God sends me people (and sometimes, shit), for a reason.
i know you are going through a hard time right now. you are 25 (i had
my quarter life crisis at your age), recently had your heart broken
(as i told you, although we only lasted for 8 months, i have known him
since high school, he liked me since high school, i am friends with
his siblings, and i know his parents and his parents liked me, I
trusted him completely--in short, he was the last person who I thought
would hurt me the way he did), haven't totally decided of moving on,
have found something you are passionate about but doesn't pay that
well, lost your grandma (i lost mine when i was 24 going on 25) and
work is keeping you sane. You can so totally hate me right now if I
tell you I know how you feel because I've been there. But I won't tell
you that. I personally believe that although there are incidents that
happen to us, we process some of them differently.
What I am going to do for you is share how it was for me. The least
this can do is to provide you something to read during your breaks.
Perfect with techno :) I have numbered them so you can go through it
in sections.
1. This is the closest personality profile I have ever had that
reflected how depressed i was back then. My waist line went from 29 to
26 inches with no effort! I couldnt eat and sleep.
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2006/06/galing-kay-twenty.html
2. We broke up Sept 24. but it hit me on Oct 31 to Nov 1 (we had a
really loooong talk. I was really crying in public. eew.) After that,
we still saw each other. we even went to Baguio. Yeah. Lame. My
Friendster status was "It's Complicated." It was just so comfortable.
So anyway, this was me before he went to Oman.
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2006/02/why-bora-was-bad-idea.html
3. This was me in June.
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2006/06/death-by-accident.html
"Parang kang yung kuya ko, 6 months na sila hiwalay ng girlfriend niya
pero hanggang ngayon laging may depressed...gutom ako tsaka
depressed...parang gago."---translation---You remind me of my brother,
it's been 6 months when he broke up with his fiancee but up to now he
still is depressed...[he would always say things like] i am hungry and
depressed...so lame."
Sana may time space warp para makapunta ako sa panahon na hindi na ako
nalulungkot, na tanggap ko na na patay na talaga at hindi lang
naka-coma. Go to the time when I will no longer hope and just pull the
plug to end it all. Euthanasia. Tama kaya 'yun?---translation--- I
hope that time space warp was possible so I can get to the time when I
will no longer be sad, that i have fully accepted that it is dead and
not just in a coma (refering to love like it was a living thing).
Euthanasia. Can euthanasia be right?
4. This was how bad I was at moving on...books were being lent to me
to drive home a point.
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2006/06/tonight-is-almost-over.html
5. I was so bad I still brought him to Club Paradise in Palawan for a
vacation when he came for a vacation to try prove i'm okay and that
it's okay to still be friends. I got separate rooms for us. but that
was the worst vacation ever. we made a pact but he didn't do the consequence if he broke it which he did BIG TIME. felt sick after. i disliked myself for bringing him there. Palawan was
a promise i made him before we broke up but i still kept it after.
stupid but i am like that. i keep my promises.
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2006/06/leavin-on-jet-plane.html
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-d-r-e-m-s-may-come.html
6. And this was when the 60-day no contact started. i found ways to socialize
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2006/06/why-party.html
7. But I checked his friendster regularly. And i kept coming back to
figuring out who the girl was. Then I found out. I needed MORE work.
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-small-world-after-all.html
8. It was a roller coaster ride by July. Pablo Neruda. Self-talks.
American pie The Wedding made me cry for the most part.
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2006/07/will-you-still-love-me-in-morning.html
9. My 10Hs. One of my self-talks.
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2006/07/10-hs.html
10. This was me by Oct 2006. More than a year after we broke up.
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html
11. I stopped blogging. for several months. I kept myself busy but at
the same time, i worked on my heart and my plans which included him
before. When I think about it now, all i really needed to do was to
make the decision. I made myself suffer. hahaha
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2007/03/got-you.html
12. This was last Easter.
http://caro-mia.blogspot.com/2007/04/easter-thoughts.html
What I did wrong was I always looked at the good memories and pushed
the bad ones back which I think now are as important as the good ones.
We wouldn't have fought to the point that we ended breaking up if
there was nothing wrong.
So anyway, here I am battle-scarred but with so much to look forward to.
And like you, I know I will get to this point. But when and how, that
is all up to you.
I will pray for you.
You have just seen somewhat an outline of a "fiction" book i will
write when I retire to become a full time parent and wife to some
European out there :) or american, or australian. i don't really know
yet.
XXXXX
Caro Mia
One of my more fulfilling work was when I was with a solid waste management project for Metro Manila. I am glad that it is now more popular with the waste markets set-up in malls. Below is a rundown of the buying prices of "trash."
PAPER:
A. Ledgers (WLB) = P10/kg
- white paper, used or printed bond paper, computer paper, white notebooks (spiral
binding should be removed first)
B. Newsprint (ONP) = P5.50/kg
- old newspapers and magazines (make sure they are not wet, yellowed, sunburned, or
more than 12 months old)
C. Old corrugated cartons (OCC) - sorry, don't know the price for these.
D. Mixed waste = P2/kg
- chipboard (ex. gray boxes), colored paper, colored OCC (ex. Zesto boxes), folders,
newspapers that are more than 12 months old
(For confidential documents, shred them first or have the recycler shred them for you)
METAL:
A. Aluminum = P55/kg
B. metal solids = P10/kg
C. tin cans or "lata" = P5/kg
PLASTIC:
A. Clean PET bottles = P23/kg
B. Dirty PET bottles = P18/kg
C. Transparent HDPE/PP = P17/kg
D. Colored HDPE/PP = P12/kg
E. Plastic spoons and forks = P12/kg
F. Plastic cups = P10/kg
G. Assorted plastic scrap = P5/kg
H. PP straw = P5/kg
I. Orange PVC pipes = P3/kg
J. Black PVC pipes = P1/kg
Some kinds of plastics:
PET = polyethylene terephthalate
HDPE = high density polyethylene
LDPE = low density polyethylene
PVC = polyvinyl chloride
PP = polypropylene
Plastics are usually coded with numbers of letters (look for the triangular recycling symbol). You can sort them accordingly.
PAPER:
A. Ledgers (WLB) = P10/kg
- white paper, used or printed bond paper, computer paper, white notebooks (spiral
binding should be removed first)
B. Newsprint (ONP) = P5.50/kg
- old newspapers and magazines (make sure they are not wet, yellowed, sunburned, or
more than 12 months old)
C. Old corrugated cartons (OCC) - sorry, don't know the price for these.
D. Mixed waste = P2/kg
- chipboard (ex. gray boxes), colored paper, colored OCC (ex. Zesto boxes), folders,
newspapers that are more than 12 months old
(For confidential documents, shred them first or have the recycler shred them for you)
METAL:
A. Aluminum = P55/kg
B. metal solids = P10/kg
C. tin cans or "lata" = P5/kg
PLASTIC:
A. Clean PET bottles = P23/kg
B. Dirty PET bottles = P18/kg
C. Transparent HDPE/PP = P17/kg
D. Colored HDPE/PP = P12/kg
E. Plastic spoons and forks = P12/kg
F. Plastic cups = P10/kg
G. Assorted plastic scrap = P5/kg
H. PP straw = P5/kg
I. Orange PVC pipes = P3/kg
J. Black PVC pipes = P1/kg
Some kinds of plastics:
PET = polyethylene terephthalate
HDPE = high density polyethylene
LDPE = low density polyethylene
PVC = polyvinyl chloride
PP = polypropylene
Plastics are usually coded with numbers of letters (look for the triangular recycling symbol). You can sort them accordingly.
I was reading my friend's blog and these two songs caught my attention, both from Closer.
Jude Law deserved it. I hope every as*h***e gets what they deserve.
CARAMEL
Music & Lyrics by Suzanne Vega
It won't do
to dream of caramel,
to think of cinnamon
and long for you.
It won't do
to stir a deep desire,
to fan a hidden fire
that can never burn true.
I know your name,
I know your skin,
I know the way
these things begin;
But I don't know
how I would live with myself,
what I'd forgive of myself
if you don't go.
So goodbye,
sweet appetite,
no single bite
could satisfy...
I know your name,
I know your skin,
I know the way
these things begin;
But I don't know
what I would give of myself,
how I would live with myself
if you don't go.
It won't do
to dream of caramel,
to think of cinnamon
and long
for you.
THE BLOWER'S DAUGHTER
By Damien Rice
And so it is
Just like you said it would be
Life goes easy on me
Most of the time
And so it is
The shorter story
No love, no glory
No hero in her skies
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...
And so it is
Just like you said it should be
We'll both forget the breeze
Most of the time
And so it is
The colder water
The blower's daughter
The pupil in denial
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...
Did I say that I loathe you?
Did I say that I want to
Leave it all behind?
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off you...
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind...
My mind...my mind...
'Til I find somebody new
Jude Law deserved it. I hope every as*h***e gets what they deserve.
CARAMEL
Music & Lyrics by Suzanne Vega
It won't do
to dream of caramel,
to think of cinnamon
and long for you.
It won't do
to stir a deep desire,
to fan a hidden fire
that can never burn true.
I know your name,
I know your skin,
I know the way
these things begin;
But I don't know
how I would live with myself,
what I'd forgive of myself
if you don't go.
So goodbye,
sweet appetite,
no single bite
could satisfy...
I know your name,
I know your skin,
I know the way
these things begin;
But I don't know
what I would give of myself,
how I would live with myself
if you don't go.
It won't do
to dream of caramel,
to think of cinnamon
and long
for you.
THE BLOWER'S DAUGHTER
By Damien Rice
And so it is
Just like you said it would be
Life goes easy on me
Most of the time
And so it is
The shorter story
No love, no glory
No hero in her skies
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...
And so it is
Just like you said it should be
We'll both forget the breeze
Most of the time
And so it is
The colder water
The blower's daughter
The pupil in denial
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...
Did I say that I loathe you?
Did I say that I want to
Leave it all behind?
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off you...
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind...
My mind...my mind...
'Til I find somebody new
Lovey 46 up, 4 down
Someone you care for deeply.
A partner who's a constant thing in your life.
A lover who you would give up your world for just to be with them.
The person you love and hold everymorning in their wake, and kiss their cheeks on a chilly morning, just to warm them up with your hot lips.
The love of your life whom you have given your love, your life, your hopes, your dreams, who have stucked with you through thick and thin, dismissed all your flaws and seen through your skin, accepted your errors, fought for your love, cherished you love, understood your emotions and known how to treat you, fill your days with romance and laughter, reciting small poetic phrases from the top of his head just to make you smile and cry, smileing at your mischief and missing you when you're not there, and not changing an inch when you're there.
He is her lovey, don't you know? She's lucky to have him with her.
He is her life, her soul, the very smile she wears in her mornings, her dreams she sleeps with all night, the blanket curved perfectly around her figure, her LOVEY, and she.. His life.
He is Lovey's Lovey Lovey.
Someone you care for deeply.
A partner who's a constant thing in your life.
A lover who you would give up your world for just to be with them.
The person you love and hold everymorning in their wake, and kiss their cheeks on a chilly morning, just to warm them up with your hot lips.
The love of your life whom you have given your love, your life, your hopes, your dreams, who have stucked with you through thick and thin, dismissed all your flaws and seen through your skin, accepted your errors, fought for your love, cherished you love, understood your emotions and known how to treat you, fill your days with romance and laughter, reciting small poetic phrases from the top of his head just to make you smile and cry, smileing at your mischief and missing you when you're not there, and not changing an inch when you're there.
He is her lovey, don't you know? She's lucky to have him with her.
He is her life, her soul, the very smile she wears in her mornings, her dreams she sleeps with all night, the blanket curved perfectly around her figure, her LOVEY, and she.. His life.
He is Lovey's Lovey Lovey.
