Cinderella’s blues

As my eyes let these salty tears fall, my heart gave a little twitch. It had been hurting for quite a while, but it is only tonight that I truly felt its pain. All of a sudden, my body felt heavier, as if there was a weight pressed on against my chest. How long have I been holding it back? What triggered this sudden rush of emotion? Is it my hormone or was it really just too much that it had to make itself known?

The worse thing about feeling this shattered is that I cannot even tell the reason why. Have I truly wasted my three years of existence believing that fairy tales are real and happy endings are possible for me when in reality, it never favors me? I am not the girl who a man kneels down to with roses on one hand and a promise of forever on the other. My romances have an expiration date. When will I ever learn?

Finally, I came across a man who I admire and have fallen for, and by a twist of fate and a little help from the universe, he fell for me too. In the beginning, it was all smiles and crazy times. It was good, and I should’ve stuck on to it, but I couldn’t. That was my mistake, wanting more that is. I should’ve been satisfied by whatever we were but I wasn’t. I didn’t just want his present, I wanted his future more. So it started, my hopes and dreams latched on to his words who I never should’ve held on to. He loves me but his love was not enough to pursue the future I had in mind.

Now I am here, in a middle of two roads, wondering which path to take. Do I have enough courage and life left to live should I choose to go alone, without him who holds my heart and soul? The thought of not being with him makes it hard for me to breathe. He is my air, my light, my love. Should I hold his hand and be stuck with him, knowing that I will never have a future will slowly kill me inside. I wonder which pain I could live with?

 How I wish he’s here beside me, hug me, console me, kiss me, and make me feel like everything is going to be alright. I just know that he would make me feel better, but why do I feel like he wouldn’t. Why do I feel like everything would fall apart the moment that he comes to me?

 Another chapter awaits, whether it is tragedy or comedy, I have no idea


Intramuros & Rizal, Bagumbayan Light and Sound Museum


Intramuros, Manila is considered as the crown jewel of Spain during their occupation in the Philippines. I call it ‘Spain’s Little Kingdom’. Just like any royal city, it has once been surrounded by walls that separated those with pure-blood and they consider in their league with Filipinos they regard to as Indios. The only way for a Filipino to get in is if s/he will submit to slavery. The city is filled with memoirs of the Philippines during the 18th century wherein some has been preserved for Filipinos and tourist alike to know of the stories that had transpired beneath the walls.

The Museum
Located along Victoria St, about twelve to fifteen minute walk from the entrance near City Hall, is an establishment built certain events in the Philippine History that had led to the freedom of the country from Spain. This establishment is none other than Intramuros & Rizal, Bagumbayan Light and Sound Museum.

The museum has been divided to three eras, pre-colonial era, the Spanish regime, the story of Jose Rizal. Unlike other museums that only allows you to view artifacts and relics from various centuries, this museum offers something new and fun for both children and adult alike.

Inside, there are various sceneries set-up to set the mood of the narration to be told by a familiar voice we have heard so many times before during historical documentaries. For every scene, there will be a spot light directed towards a wax figure depicting the scene that is being told.

The first part is a cave-like scenery that tells of how the Spaniards had discovered the Philippines, up to the battle of Mactan. Some of the wax mannequins have voice-over when lighted to add a more realistic effect.

The second part, you will feel as if you are inside a ship, with moving waves across the windows. Later on, you will step on to shore where they will tell you of how trading and galleon trade works at the time.

Some of the mannequins actually move and would give you quite a shock if you are beside one of them. If you look closely, you will see that the hands are very detailed and realistic.

Among other scenes depicted is the tearing of cedulas of the Katipunero, the Cavite mutiny, Rizal’s stay in Europe, Noli Me Tangere and El Filibusterismo, the death march, Gomburza, and up to the death of Jose Rizal.

At the end of the tour, you will walk towards doors opening showing the bright and sunny Intramuros, making you somewhat feel what the Filipinos then felt when they realize they are finally free from the claws of Spain.

Inside the Walls: Intramuros
From ruins and 18th century houses, there are many attractions that will surely feast one’s eyes as they walk along the walls of Intramuros.
The city also houses the famous Manila Cathedral which has been popular for the wedding of many known celebrities and for the festive ornaments and decorations that it has inside.
It is also home to Manila Bulletin, one of the country’s leading newspaper that brings to people unbiased day to day news in and out of the country.
There are still many museums and shops to pop-in to that lets you buy little souvenirs.
Last but not the list, there is also Fort Santiago, where one can trace the steps of Dr. Jose Rizal as he walk towards his final moments.


Dear Nana

Dear Nana, how I wish that you are here
To brush my hair and whisper love on my ear
Let me sit on your lap as I cry my eyes out
For Nana, I just got myself a broken heart

I fell in love with a handsome young lad
He’s the best thing that I’ve ever had
But then I screwed it up and said goodbye
Now I don’t know what to do but cry

Dear Nana, won’t you tell me things will be okay
That everything will be fine at the end of the day
Oh how I miss you, how I long for your advice
You were always so sweet and has always been wise

Nana, would you know if he’s coming back to me
Would you know if the two of us are meant to be?
Can we put a band-aid so my chest would stop hurting
For this pain I feel is just too consuming

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A Happy Wife, A Happy Life


When you commit to someone, always make her part of the equation
Ponder ‘What will she say, what will she think, what will she feel?’
It may sound tedious but this is what commitment means
For one false move can trigger her worst possible reaction

Do yourself a favor and choose to have a happy, peaceful life
By ensuring that you have a happy and contented wife
Marriage is more than just writing vows and saying ‘I do’
It asks of you to continuously work on your relationship too

Take her out to dinner, make her laugh out loud
Make her feel she’s the best thing you’ll ever have
Hold her hand tightly and wipe her tears
In your arms she has nothing to fear

Treat her special, make her feel like she’s a princess
And you’re her prince ready to save her from distress
Remember that you hold her fragile little heart
Holding on to the promise you won’t tear it apart

What She wants to hear


Forgive me if my writing is a little rusty, I haven’t written in a long time. I’ve been lost in the literary world for some time and I’m trying to find my way back. My inspiration is my life, the people I have around and my passion for life itself, others included, humane or not. Here’s something most girls in a new relationship might want to hear:

Hey girl, I might make mistakes
Bring you mountains of heartaches
Forgive me and guide me, I’m new to this
I’m still figuring out what my role is

I know I’m in love and I want you happy
But I don’t always know, you need to teach me
Tell me what makes you sad, I’d take them away
I’ll let you call the shots each and every day

I love you my princess with all of my heart
Don’t give up from me when we have a fight
We won’t always be seeing eye to eye
But baby, my lady please don’t say goodbye

The Impatient Bride

Next year they’d be married, at least that is the plan
But half the year is gone and nothing has been done
No invitations were set, nor were the guest list prepared
No gown has been tried on, her hope starts to fade

She longs for security and the idea of starting a family
Yet this guy she loves failed to kneel down on one knee
He hasn’t even met her father and asked for her hand
She loves him but she’s tired, she doesn’t know where to stand

He says he loves her and a future they will create
But no actions has been taken up to this very date
Her heart wants no one else to be her partner in life
She longs a life with him, to be his lawful wife

This impatient bride with her heart in her sleeve
Unable to decide whether to wait or just leave
The idea of a future with this man she loves
Is that still something she can possibly have

Two Roads Diverged and I…

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This girl know for certain that she’s in love
Yet she still longs for someone she can’t have
His eyes, his smile, she wants them all for her
Even though she’s aware he can never be her lover

Her fickle heart keeps going back and forth
Not knowing whose it truly wants to hold
Love that is certain, love left unfulfilled
If only it is possible to just keep in between

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood and I,
I couldn’t make a step, couldn’t bear to say goodbye
Only one must be chosen, one never to return to
How do this lady find out what her heart says is true


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I don’t need a grand future, just certainty of one is enough
A house of our own that is filled with love and many laughs
A bed, a chair, a fan, even if their just the basics
As long as we can afford all those things that we need

How are we to get there? Be a man and take the lead
Be that man that I strongly look up to and believe
I want you to be ready not just to be my lover
But someone worthy and stable to be called a father

Offer me not just your love but a promise of security
I need to know that in these plans, you are with me
That they are not just particles of our imagination
That they will become real, ours to hold and to own

How long must I wait before I give up hoping?
Before I accept that this is just what it is?
That what we have is what we have at present
That I cannot have the future I thought we wanted


Someone told me how jokes are really half-meant
So let say it is a joke, what if she had said yes
So now I know you’ve seen her, every part of her
So now I know you had little fantasies of her
Sorry that I got in the way of your conversation
Sorry because of me it took you so long to reply
So you still remember what her favorite position is
So you share with her intimate moments in the dark
So here we are now, and you tell me it’s a joke
So you say you’re sorry, but I have heard that before
So… So… So… what now?
So what promise will you say and break the next day
So what words of love will you use to win me over
So you said you no longer have affairs on the network
So you say you don’t flirt, but what it is that I read
So… so what now?
So is this how our story will be ending?
So this is how I will remember you by?
So you’re the guy who says he’s different from my ex
So you say, so you’ve said, so what now?