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Love is a problem itself. I know some of you are happily living with your love ones or currently having a meaningful relationship. But others are not. (Clears throat) See, there’s no perfect relationship. You may be in good terms right now but along the way you may encounter trials. Problems exist; as love exists. These may be small or worst, big. So, be careful handling it.

I know some of you are in great deal of heartache or pain right now. Honestly, I have been there too. And I am not going to tell you how painful it is ‘cause I know you know it too well.

Funny, I realized how bitter I was. And I imagined how crazy and psycho I was before. Haha! Good thing my head didn’t gave up.

Before, I have hard time of waking up and rolling out of bed in the morning. I turned off or skipped songs on my music player because every song is painful and reminds me of her. I can’t even bear to eat to the same restaurants I took her to. Sometimes, I binge eating for comfort. I even constantly check my email or mobile phone to see if she has sent me a message, think constantly why she really left, and felt massively depressed. Back then, everything in me had fallen apart. But, I am OK now.

If love failed, please know that this is not our fault. We weren’t thought this in school, right? We weren’t taught by our parents…and there is no “love fails” or “how to cope when love failed?” lessons in any classes.

The real problem about love is that it can never be learn even by the most intelligent men in the planet. This can not be learn by reading books, watching movies, listening to music, sitting in on a lecture or by reading blog entries like this. Love... Love is ONLY learn by heart.

Labels: fall, happy, life, love, me, opinion, sad, sentiment

Last night, a friend invited me to go out. We went to bonjour—a cafeteria. While I was sipping my chocolate frappe, he posed a surprising question. With a serious voice, he asked “Pare, how can I tell my girlfriend that I don’t like her facial hair?” I chuckled. Fortunately, I able to managed not to spit out the frappe I was drinking on his face. Then, I said, “When did you start dating men? Are you sure she’s a girl?” He giggled. I thought he got offended. But seriously, I felt his pain.

I don’t know how to help him. I can’t think of a way how to get him out of his hairy horror.

I suggested showing her girlfriend a movie in which a beautiful celebrity is having hair-removal wax strips. And I told him to break to her girlfriend gently that she would be as beautiful as the celebrity if she gave that a try. I also suggested to show some hairy horror photos to her and say “Ok na sana…problema lang may bigote sya.”

In the end, I told him that at least her girlfriend has some kind of hair. Because, wouldn’t it be freakier if she had none—as in no eye brows, eye lashes and all? Sigh. I say this is a very tough dilemma.

Labels: film, happy, life, love, opinion, sad, scary, sentiment

I was astounded by this unique masterpiece I watched from youtube. Take a few minutes watching this amazing talent of Ilana Yahav. Watch as she draws sand animations using only her finger on a glass table.

“Incredible.”

The combination of sand, lighting and music truly creates a lively, prevailing and wonderful art.

Labels: film, happy, life, love, sentiment