turning out to be

 

"And  so everything has to turn out somehow"

from Prep by Curtis Sittenfeld

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i thought today could not get any worst.. but, somehow i've a little understanding of things.. prolly when a new person would fall into your life(or you somehow ended up falling in one's life) most things in the past would need to be overlooked.. or maybe there should be a quiet acceptance of one's screw ups.. that would be fair enuf right? & then the old patterns that has been gotten used to would need to be adjusted.. i am somehow resentful of the recent changes-from lil things like sharing a bar of body soap, or sharing your extra towel-these things i've to get used to sharing..and having to lay your daily itinerary this way you are a bit more considerate of the other person.. i.e. girlfriends would need to be filled in on the calendar becuz the spontaneity of a girls' saturday afternoon and coffee might not be a good idea when someone is around.. this whole thing is like having a new gal pal and your old gal pal is just there, but, you can't seem to make them like each other.. or you'd need to choose cuz they may like each other but, i am not making sense....

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i told cee i miss shopping with her.. yessssssss, paydays with her.. and dinners with her.. and sushi and drooling over dresses, shoes, and bags.. i miss that.. terribly..

if i have cebu, i wouldn't have all that.. but, i want cebu and family too..and steff and old friends.. and to see mark ruiz' family on a wednesday night and have pungko pungko dinner and chase after matthia..

i don't have that here..

all these would make me miserable..

and ayala to attend sunday service.. and magi.. and deedee..

the lack i have makes this city all too miserable for staying..

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but, then again.. tomorrow's the weekend..

yey..

iloveyou michael angelo..

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one love-hootie and the blowfish

Sunshine, on the horizon
Over two young lovers, while its goin' down
Somewhere, the same sun rises,
on another two lovers, as the world goes around

Same scene, played over and over
Same sweet passion, same warm blood
Softly speaking, the universal language
So many lovers ............. One love

CHORUS:
One love, might make a difference
Might take the walls, and tear them down
One light, might keep on shining
If we take one love and we spread it around

Old religions, new generations
Caught in a struggle about a righteous way
Can't see the forest for all the frustrations
So many lyin', so many dyin'.. but only one love

CHORUS

Too many stories weave a common thread
Too many roads untraveled,all reach the same end
Same scene played over and over and over now
Same young passion, same red blood

Universal language, goes unspoken
Too much hatred, too much hatred now.. but only one love

CHORUS

Sunshine on the horizon
Over two young lovers, while its goin' down