August 4, 2006. 9:14pm



I'm home alone. Texted my sis and that cute little imp texted back "May mumu jan!"... How nice... now I'm tired, alone, and SCARED! GRRRRR!!!



Anyways, i'll be spending some time venting off my frustrations in this blog, so please bear with me (what the hell, as if anybody reads my blogs! lolz).



Random thoughts:



Due to "certain circumstances", I was reminded with a question asked by my classmate in College: "Sino ang pipiliin mo, yung taong mahal mo, pero hindi ka mahal, o yung taong mahal ka, pero hindi mo mahal?" I remember choosing the person I love, even if she doesn't love me. Looking back, I can say that if asked the same question now, I would still answer the same, though probably having a deeper reason than before.



To love is to unselfishly take a part of yourself and share it with others, without expecting anything in return. When in doubt on how to love, I have one ultimate guide: Jesus. To love someone, to see that this person is happy and safe, even at the expense of one's self, is the best experience that one could ever experience. For real love is above and beyond all the sacrifices, pains, and selfishness.



Yeah, easy said than done.



Why are we afraid to love? Is it because of past experiences? Is it because we are afraid so much to get hurt, or hurt someone? Or maybe we are just too busy with our lives to even bother about this nonsense?



Are we afraid of loving our parents, brothers or sisters? I guess not. Why? Simple: because we trust them. Therefore, trust is the core of true love. It is not difficult for us to love other people, we are just afraid to trust someone other than our family. But what is there to be afraid of? Are we afraid that they would hurt us? Are we scared that we might hurt them? Is love not reason enough for us to take the risk?



To end this nonsense post, let me share my favorite txt quote from Khom:



"To laugh is to risk appearing foolish...
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental...
To reach out for another is to risk involvement...
To expose feelings is to risk exposing one's true self...
To place ideas and dreams before a crowd is to risk ridicule...
To love is to risk not being loved in return...
To live is to risk dying...
To hope is to risk despair,,,
To try is to risk failure...
And yet, the person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, ultimately becomes nothing."