Jhianvon's Adventures!

It was the fifth call I got from her that day. I finally said yes, just so we could get over it. It had been raining for more than a week, so much rain it made everyday seemed so restless and gloomy. She called and said she was coming up. It was the third time she came up to see me that week. I carried her excuse of why she came all the way here and went to meet her at the nearby seven-eleven. She was standing there alone, carrying her red umbrella. Her friend had dropped her off. It was raining and she was shivering. She looked weak and fragile in the harsh rain, wearing not enough to keep her warm.  I walked up to her and said, "You shouldn't come see me anymore," and stuff like how we shouldn't be together. She said, "I miss you." I told her coldly, "Lets go, I'll take you home." She did not open up her umbrella, I knew she wanted to share mine. I said, "Open up your umbrella, let's go." Unwillingly, she opened up her umbrella ...

I was granted a vacation because of my Ill grandfather. Away from the stress and heartaches that I was experiencing. Went home with a huge smile on my face because I missed my parents, family and friends as well as my very big bed. This vacation was actually part realization of what I really wanted to happen to my life and career. My conviction was tested these past few weeks (Actually when I started working in manila). My patience was never tested to it's actual threshold to the point that for the first time, I broke down in front of a class because of the stress that they have given me. Stressed from escalations, workload and heartache. I couldn't joggle all at the same time, I had to sacrifice one of them.  I choose to forget being in love, ito lang naman ang walang patutunguhan. Tama ang mga mentors ko.. "walang love life ang mga trainer". ( well, that saying can be changed if someone would be brave enough to.. never mind.lol)  Love can be bot...

July 4, 2007, Outside of US Embassy, I was waiting for my friend to finish her interview. When a guy passed by and said “HI.. is this seat taken?”. That’s where it all started... Everybody called him LL. 6’5”... gym built.. chinito... and filthy rich.. but most of all.. He loved and accepted me. On our 3rd month, we decided to keep a child. Got an irresponsible girl to bear a child for money and he had the child with my second named legalized. July 4, 2008..He gave a promise on our first year as couples, a condo unit for boh of u to live-in in th future. I never really needed it but feeling so secured and sustained was excruciating. But after our first year, He became more obsessed and possessive towards me. We fought ones or twice a week. And there was even an incident that he punched my stomach while we were at a mall because I saw a celebrity that was sittng on a bench because of his jealousy. When we're fighting and I wouldn’t answer his calls. He’...

Let me start by announcing that It’s been awhile since I blogged, and thank you to the people that have reminded me...lol Moving on is like the 5 stages of grief. Nobody can ever explain what grief really is but According to Kubler-Ross we have 5 identified stages, Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression and Aceptance . Denial: “I know there’s hope.. I’ve seen signs that he likes me too”. As pathetic as it may sound.. I have once said that line... It’s just plain stupidity that someone would hope and even pray for a person to love them back. There might be obvious reasons but we must also put into mind that a confirmation should be given and most of all, be verbalized. Anger: “I don’t want to talk nor see him anymore!”. Getting angry with that person would never solve your problem of letting go. You might be angry for hours or days but eventually you’ll forget about your anger and continue with the foolish love again. People never learn, they say...