Has it really been a year already?

I must admit, I don’t remember vividly how it happened. I don’t remember how it all ended. What I do remember, though, was why it happened. What I know now is why it had to happen. Like I said in a previous post, in Ted Mosby’s words, “Sometimes, things fall apart to make way for better things”. True story.. I may not know what it is yet, but I know it would be something better. No one knows the future, but the limitless possibilities that it presents to us is quite exciting. It would be scary, yes, but we really do not have a choice but to face it, right?

A year ago, I was broken; devastated and melancholic. But I know one thing that I never told anyone until today—that during that night, I saw it coming. I knew it would happen. I knew it had to and I was just scared to face it. It wasn’t easy, but it’s something I had to go through. Because relationships that are broken means building new and stronger ones. And I can say that I emerged better—having a better relationship with my God and my family. 3 things that I know helped me—my faith, my family and the friends that I truly have. Besides, how can you be sad when you know you’re coming home to a cute little boy like this young lad—

Well, that was that. Moving on is a strange feeling just because you’re not used to it. Changes happen and life moves on. Plus, sometimes, you just have to take notes from this man:

ps. to whoever you are who's gonna take the place beside her, i hope you do better than what i can do best. she deserves nothing less. kthxbye. ;)

I'm an avid fan of Postsecret ever since I was in HS. There is something about reading other people's secrets that make you feel.. less alone. Whether you can directly relate to one's secret or not, it gives you an understanding that whatever you are going through, other people goes through the same-- or sometimes worse. I remember giving a copy of one of the books to someone for her birthday. It seem rather strange to give a book compiled of strangers' secrets for a birthday present isn't it? But I'd want to inspire her that time. I wanted to let that person know that whatever she was going to go through, people have gone through worse; kind of weird to take comfort from other people's misery? Maybe a bit, but only can one see what others do not have and what one has can one appreciate how blessed he/she is, right? Postsecret is compilation of secrets that include the most (seemingly) absurd to the simplest thing but i think it shows us one important thing-- that we are given life and we should always give importance to it, no matter what. 

PS.

I think i found the perfect postsecret to tell that certain person:

who knows, maybe i did send it, right? 

Finding Numi

So you remember how we all went to boracay 2 weeks ago? We set on a quest to find a very rare kind of mammal under the sea. We did not have an underwater cam, buti nalang my sister had this zip lock for camera thing that allowed us to take photos in underwater and thus getting a shot or two of the rare mammal that, as I heard, is the cutest thing on earth. haha!

Presenting.. numi! or should i say.. nu-ME (gets gets? ) hahaha

                                                         
Finding Numi. hahahaha! Bow.

UPDATED:

since i recently found out that there are actually, exactly, 2 people who bothered to click on my blog.. to defend my dignity.. i have a "cooler" shot of this Numi under the Sea. haha!

Yes, kaya cool kasi may shades. HAHAHA

UPDATED AGAIN:

and since i found out my good friend sansan bothered looking at this soupy blogpost, here's for you @sansanitamiamor :

Finding Sani

Circa 2008

Wild, HUH. you never dare to get this kitty mad. LOL 

Because i cant tell you

I dont owe you an explanaion but i will anyway. I didn't plan it, if that is what you were thinking. I did not know you were there. Besides, we were out as two friends who have not seen each other for the longest time. Besides, she has her own guy. Besides, i wont ever do that to you. And you did not have to do what you did tonight. I did not have to see it. But maybe i do, too. Because i realize i have gone a huge step towards getting better. Perhaps, i needed that to confirm to myself that i have accepted our fate. I tried to cry, but somehow i didnt. Maybe i was happy for you. Maybe i am. But i still do miss the "old times". It used to be us. But sometimes things fall apart to make way for better ones. And maybe you are happy. Then i am happy for you. Besides, you deserve the best. We both do. And only God knows what it is.

By the way, you still catch me with your simple jeans and shirt. Stay beautiful, inside and out.



- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad

5 Bros and a Bride

My sister went home for around 10 days to attend a wedding in Boracay. The
family ended up going with her for a sort of family summer vacay. it was one of the best vacations we had because we were.. complete. Anyway, my sister went back to NZ today. It's always more fun when she's around. I dunno, i feel much more safe. maybe because i really am the bunso or youngest and that i always feel that i'm safe whenever my ate is around. she's a strong woman, you know. tough, brave and smart, too. plus, the H6, as we call ourselves, is always tougher when complete. parang voltes 5 lang yan, pero uhh 6 kami.  pic above is our photo in boracay with my sister-in-law and baby theon. So nice to have a family as fun as the legendary hernandez 6.Here's a video of the onsite AVP of my sister's wedding back in October last year.

Just another day

it is going to be the first time in 4 years that i won't be planning anything for tomorrow, June 10. for the past years ever since half my college life, 10th of June has always been special. it was when i made a promise to someone that "i'd be on her side" to which i faithfully did as much as i can. I remember the tireless weeks of planning and planning, taking photos, editing videos, pulling out the perfect song. I remember the pizza, the balloons, the cake and that simple gesture of hug on the street. I also remember the 'slumber party' and how i managed to cook my very first red-sauced pasta and nachos. The cheese dip and sauce were awesome, to say the least. I remember the website I put up so friends all over the world can write on it. i remember making a semi- Dr. Seuss poem that i don't think was appreciated as much as I was excited about it. I remember the book of compiled secrets and how I attached my own secret on it. And I remember how she promised me nothing will ever change once the school year starts-- everything started to change 2 weeks after.

These, for a fact, were fun times. This is why I have been conflicted the past few days. For the first time in 4 years, June 10 will be a normal day. no gimiks, no surprises, no cakes, no songs. Just another day. And though I have a chance of doing something because i still care, I probably won't. It's not because I don't care anymore, but it's because I just want to start getting used to June 10 not being special. besides, I am already getting used to not having her around. besides, she was the one who decided to go. Thing is, I still feel like I need to do something just so her day won't be a waste.  because i still care about her. Because, once in my lifetime, i did love her. And though I know everyone who knew of what I've been through the past year would definitely disagree or be mad at me.. part of me is still saying: just this one last time. 

Happy Birthday.