About Me

I’m a bad-case insomniac, which is how I even got around to starting this blog. I ran out of things to do to help me fall asleep. I also am manic depressive, absolutely obsessive compulsive and can be such a control freak.

There are moments when I’d just stare at a line in a book or magazine & never really get what it means even after reading it a dozen times.

At some point in the day, every day, I go on HOVER mode. This is when I stare into nothingness and think of … well … nothing.

I’m called by so many other names by different people: Princess (originally by my Dad, but later on by my Grandma and Half-siblings), Darling by my Mom, Sweetheart by my real Brother, Poopie by my Bestfriend and then there’s Bratinella …

My friends say I’m a brat because I live a privileged and sheltered life, I’m overindulged by friends, family, and boyfriends, I was a Daddy’s girl, I can be an utter bitch when I want to be, I pout, sulk, whine and manipulate my way into getting what I want. So I am. Big deal. At least I’m not a hoe.

I’m pretty much a home buddy and I value my privacy.

I love rain when I’m happy and hate it when I’m sad. I am totally fearful of big bodies of water. I cannot stand scary movies or spicy food.

The song Afternoon Delight never fails to perk me up.

I’m not a big believer of Marriage. I think it’s overrated.

I love talking on the phone. A witty conversation is my biggest turn-on.

I’m neither conservative nor promiscuous. But I do not get discomfited by sex talk. This perhaps is why I have many close guy friends.

I have many hang-ups in life which will probably emerge in my future posts, just so you are properly warned.

Learning Tagalog The Easier Way

I grew up speaking English and have always been comfortable with it. English words seem to roll more easily on your tongue … are spoken more smoothly and flowingly … whereas Tagalog seemed too full of vowels and have to be spoken haltingly. To me then, everything sounded like “abadabadabada”. Parang everything sounded the same eh.

Shempre I understood and spoke the basic, albeit in a ridiculous way. I admit that I never really tried to learn before. That was until I met a bunch of chatters in Yahoo three years ago. My chat friends were all too eager to feed me with their extensive knowledge of the Filipino language. Those locos decided that tuwad, baon, hubad, singit and put@ngin@ mo are the most important terms in chat. Yeah, those silly guys sure had a lot of fun making me speak them in VC. Looking back, punyeta, napagtripan ako!

Well, weeks ago, I chanced upon this website that teaches you not only common Tagalog phrases but different ways to insult and say bad words! What’s great about it is that you can actually hear how they’re said so it’s easier to learn and practice! I just wish I found this site earlier. Haha. I could’ve surprised my chatter friends with my colorful Tagalog vocabulary. Sayang! Ü

So, anyway, I hope this might help people out there who seek to improve their prowess in the Filipino language. Ü

Check these out:

How To Say Bad Words in Tagalog

How To Say Insults in Tagalog

Tagalog Only

Fine Line Between Like and Love

When do you know if you already love someone or you just really like him?

Is there a time frame? Could you have learned to love someone in just a few weeks’ time?

Is it bad to say “i love you” if you’re not so sure you really do?

These are only a few of the things bothering me about this topic …

Background … I was heavily involved with a guy for the past three years, which sadly had ended recently. I did not set out to find someone new. Too fresh. Too raw. However, three weeks ago, I met a friend’s friend. Cool guy. Musician. Sweet. Transient. Yup, he’s only here on vacation and will be going back abroad soon.

Needless to say we got very close. He made me feel loved – like I’m the only girl who exists. I warned him. I do not want a commitment, not ready for one. He said he understood and he felt the same way. But somewhere along the way, he shifted gears. He said he fell in love. He said he loves me. He wants me to commit. He wanted me to give him a reason to stay.

I couldn’t say “i love you” back. I couldn’t ask him to stay. I wasn’t even sure I wanted him to. I knew I liked him a lot though, I just didn’t know if it can also be called love. Instead of my ex-boyfriend, he started becoming my first thought when I wake up and the last last before I sleep. I relied heavily on him to make me happy. He seems to think it was fate that brought us together and that he was led to me for a reason.

You might be asking – who am i to complain? A guy professes love for me and asks me to stay in Thailand with him, all expense-paid. A guy who comes from a good family and earns big money in Bangkok who seems to think his mission in life is to save me from my sadness.

But my conscience is nagging at me … am I only using him to get over my ex? Could I really have learned to love someone so soon? Is it that easy?

I wanted to tell him I love him back. `Coz I know it’ll make him really happy. But should I, when I dunno if I really do? Is that fair?

When do you know if you just really like a guy for treating you like a princess? Or if you really have found someone new to love?